"Wild ginseng?" The monkey's father snatched the small wooden box in Yang Feng's hand like a vicious dog pounced on food, and then his eyes were directly clubbed on it.

"Uncle Hou, what about you! Isn't it just a ginseng? Yang Feng rubbed his painful head and said without tears.

"You said it lightly, do you know how much such a pure wild ginseng is? That's more than a thousand grams! The gold is just over two hundred. There is still no price in the market, and those who are a little older have to be put up for auction, and it is not uncommon for a ginseng plant to be auctioned for several million. The old guy looked at the ginseng in his hand greedily like a beautiful woman.

"What if I had a lot of them? How about you keep contacting a buyer? I pay 10% of the intermediary fee. Yang Feng said with a smile.

"How many do you have?" Lao Hou turned his head and stared at Yang Feng.

"Quite a few anyway!" Yang Feng said.

Lao Hou pondered for a while, and suddenly grabbed the phone: "Mr. Lin, I'm Lao Hou, I have a junior here who has a batch of authentic wild ginseng, are you interested in taking over?" ”

Then he listened to him there for a while, and then turned around and asked Yang Feng, "How much do you have?" ”

"Your Mr. Lin, it's best to come up with tens of millions of funds at once!" Yang Feng said with a smile.

I saw Lao Hou's body shake for a while, and then suddenly his face turned a little blue, and then he threw away the phone and rushed to the counter, and found a bottle of fast-acting heart-saving pills.

"Uncle Hou, don't scare me?" Yang Feng looked at Lao Hou, who was hurriedly taking medicine, and shouted in some panic.

"You little bunny, you're trying to scare me to death!" Lao Hou, who had taken the medicine, recovered his spirit and slapped Yang Feng on the head hard.

The rest is simple, after learning the news, Mr. Lin immediately drove a BMW 760 over, and after looking at the samples that Yang Feng took out, he immediately made a decision of 1,000 grams, how much Yang Feng wanted.

After deducting the last few years, the rest were sold at this price for a total of 1.5 million, as for the rest, because the years were almost the same, and Yang Feng's time was also very tight, so he also sold it to him according to 3,0100 grams, and also got 1.5 million, and then took out 300,000 and gave it to Lao Hou, and then agreed with Mr. Lin that if there would be wild ginseng in the future, he would be the first to inform him.

The huge sum of 2.7 million yuan made Yang Feng feel unreal when he looked at the bank card in his hand.

What do poor people do first thing when they get rich? Buying a house, Yang Feng went to the ghost town and directly bought a factory building for one million, he wants to transform this place into a dedicated crossing point, and the small box of goods has become a large box of goods, so you can't play on the street and disappear out of thin air, right? Even if no one sees it, what if a boring satellite overhead is on it? Don't recruit any dragon groups, 51 districts, men in black or anything.

But now it's too late to renovate, hurriedly re-install the gate first, wait until the moon is dark and the wind is high, drive the large box into the factory, and then lock the door, and step back to the Republic of China.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of Yangjia Hutong, it was blocked, not that the alley was too narrow, but that there were too many cars inside, and more than a dozen classic cars of all kinds were lined up from the door of Yang's house to the outside of the alley.

A kid who was leaning on the front of the car and smoking a cigarette first looked at Yang Feng in the box blankly, and then he was so excited that he almost crawled into the gate of Yang's house, shouting while running: "Master, master, people are coming!" ”

Before Yang Feng could come to his senses, like a swarm of bees that had been stabbed with a bamboo pole, a black crow suddenly poured out of Yang's house, and pounced on Yang Feng like a group of red-eyed wolves.

Yang Feng was so frightened that he just wanted to run back into the car, but the crowd had already arrived.

"Mr. Yang, I'm a Ta Kung Pao reporter, may I ask ...... sulfonamides?"

"I'm a reporter from Xinmin Daily......"

"I am ......"

"I'm ...... Union Hospital"

“……”

Countless sounds engulfed Yang Feng's lonely figure like a raging sea.

"Stop!" The creature pulled a megaphone out of the car and howled violently.

All sounds died down at once, and the few people closest even covered their ears with screams.

"First of all, for all journalists, I can only say one thing, sulfonamide is indeed invented by us Chinese, and there is nothing else to say.

As for all colleagues in the pharmaceutical industry, please leave your business cards, I will visit you in turn from tomorrow, now I am tired, I need to rest! Yang Feng shouted with a megaphone.

Nima, this still doesn't make people live, isn't it just a bottle of sulfonamide for two dollars? As for being like a swarm of flies that have seen blood?

The crowd was a little unwilling, but Yang Feng immediately got into the car after finishing speaking, so they were helpless, and soon gradually dispersed, only a girl with short hair was still standing outside.

"Why don't you leave?" Yang Feng got out of the car and said angrily.

"Because it's my uncle's house." The girl smiled and pointed to the Yang family.

Yang Feng stared at her carefully, only to find that her eyebrows and Yang Jing were indeed a little vaguely similar, that is, they looked a little older and more familiar.

The girl is very generous, even in the face of Yang Feng's wolf-like gaze, she can still maintain her composure.

"Let's go, let's explain first, the only thing I can tell you about sulfonamides is the ones just now." Yang Feng said as he walked inside, and Yang Wenbin's family was standing in front of the door, looking at him with a smile on their faces.

"I don't have much interest in sulfonamides, and I'm not a journalist, I'm interested in down jackets and thermal underwear, because I found them made of strange materials, at least I haven't seen them as a chemistry student in Germany, Mr. Yang, can you tell us about it?" She fully embodies the dislike of a high-level intellectual woman, and even in modern times, such people are as terrible as dinosaurs.

Introduction, how does Lao Tzu introduce you? Can I tell you they're still in DuPont's labs?

"It was a synthetic fiber developed by a group of friends of mine." Yang Feng thought for a while and said.

"Can I get to know them?"

"I can't."

"It's the same group of people who studied sulfonamides?"

"Yes, but the division of labor is different."

"That means they're an organization."

"Yes!"

"Can you tell me the name of the organization, then?"

"Yanhuang Lab!"

"Yanhuang Lab?" The girl frowned and looked thoughtful, and she looked like she had a few charms.

"They are a group of enthusiastic young people who are determined to revitalize the motherland's industry, and many of them have the experience of studying abroad like you, and it is precisely because of this that they see the backwardness of the motherland clearly, so they are willing to use what they have learned to change all this.

For this purpose, they prefer to abandon all worldly distractions, hide incognito, hide deep in an unknown place, and silently dedicate their youth and sweat. ”

Yang Feng said slowly in a deep and emotional voice while drinking tea.

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