Chapter 631: Medicinal Herbs Touch Porcelain

"I'm not going, you can go."

Cui Mingyue closed these drawers and said, "If we all leave, only Brother Song will be alone to watch the store, and if a patient comes, he won't be able to do it alone."

"I'll eat when you get back."

After everyone left, Cui Mingyue began to silently recite the herbal mantra that Song Feng had taught her.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked in outside.

The middle-aged man looked to the sides as he walked, holding a boxy box in his hand.

Cui Mingyue walked out of the counter and said politely, "Sir, are you going to see a doctor or take medicine?"

"I don't see a doctor or take medicine, I'm here to sell medicine."

"Huh?"

Cui Mingyue was stunned for a moment, and said puzzledly, "Sir, I don't quite understand, you are here to sell medicine, what kind of medicine are you selling?"

The middle-aged man said without thinking, "There is a high-grade medicinal herb in the box, if you are interested in buying it, I can give you a preferential price."

Sure that the man came here to sell medicine, Cui Mingyue explained with a smile: "Sir, I'm afraid you are in the wrong place, our clinic is a place for people to treat and heal their injuries, not a pawnshop."

"Don't accept these things, you can ask somewhere else."

The middle-aged man didn't give up and said, "Your clinic doesn't need to use medicinal herbs to treat people?"

"This medicinal herb of mine is really a first-class good thing, I can't usually see it, you can take a look first."

"If I don't feel satisfied, I'll turn around and leave, and I won't dwell on it."

After all, it is rare for a man to boast about medicinal herbs in the sky, and there is nothing on the earth.

Cui Mingyue couldn't help but be aroused by the man's words.

Reach out and get ready to take it back.

As soon as his hand touched the box, the man jerked his hand back.

There was a muffled "bang" and the box fell to the ground.

I don't know what kind of wood the box is made of, and it immediately fell apart when it fell to the ground.

One of the ginseng inside was also broken into two sections.

Cui Mingyue was startled and hurriedly apologized to the man.

"I'm sorry, I ......."

"What are you!"

The man seemed to change his face, changed his previous politeness, and said angrily, "Do you know how much the medicinal herbs in the box are worth?"

"I've been kind enough to show you, and you've dropped it to the ground."

"Don't say anything now, make reparations immediately."

"I reached out to pick it up, but you stopped it early, which caused the box to fall to the ground."

Cui Mingyue argued.

"To be responsible, I'm afraid you and I have both."

"What do you mean? Are you trying to cheat?"

The middle-aged man said menacingly.

"Stinky girl, do you know how much medicinal herbs cost? This is a rare 100-year-old ginseng, and it can easily be sold for 1 million at the auction house."

"Now that you've broken it, the medicinal properties of ginseng have been lost a lot, who will you compensate if you don't compensate?"

"You shouldn't have much money like this, and I won't ask you for a million, you can take 500,000."

"500,000?!"

Cui Mingyue was shocked.

Since I was a child, I have never seen so much money.

The middle-aged man said coldly, "If it weren't for the fact that you are a yellow-haired girl, knowing that you caused the loss unintentionally, I promise to let you compensate according to the original price."

"If you don't even want to pay 500,000, don't blame me for being rude to you."

"What's wrong?"

The quarrel outside attracted Song Feng's attention.

Song Feng walked out of the office, glanced at the ginseng that had fallen on the ground, and then looked at the fierce Chinese man.

The corners of his mouth showed a smile that seemed to be not a smile.

The middle-aged man said, "Your staff has damaged my 100-year-old ginseng, and you can see for yourself, this is the real wild ginseng."

"I'll let you compensate 500,000 yuan, isn't it too much?"

"Breaking things is indeed compensation, and 500,000 yuan to buy a century-old ginseng is worth the price."

"Humph! You can speak."

The middle-aged man held out his hand.

"Since you don't have any opinions, then take the money."

"Wait a minute, I'm not done yet."

Song Feng came to the middle-aged man and said with a smile, "I just said that spending 500,000 yuan to buy a hundred years of ginseng is worth it."

"As for this ginseng of yours, it is not worth 500,000, let alone wild ginseng."

"At best, it's just a three-year-old ginseng that has been cultivated in captivity."

"Don't say 500,000, 500 yuan is not worth it."

"I'll give you a maximum of three hundred dollars, if you want it, don't just leave here."

The middle-aged man said angrily, "Three hundred? Why don't you go and grab it!"

Song Feng pouted and said, "Aren't you robbing?"

The middle-aged man burst into a rage and said, "Don't think that I came alone, just because I am a bully."

"Lao Tzu tells you, I still have some noodles in the local area."

"If you don't compensate, I guarantee that you won't be able to open this store."

Song Feng played with the taste: "Listen to what you mean, you have a lot of junior brothers?"

"Of course."

The middle-aged man said impatiently, "I'll give you one minute at the end, will you pay for it?"

"If I don't, I'll have to call someone."

"Welcome."

Song Feng said expressionlessly, "I also want to see how big a row you have in the local area and how many people you can call."

"That's what you said, don't regret it!"

The middle-aged man hurriedly took out his mobile phone.

"Don't play mahjong, hurry up, someone is going to call me."

Hanging up the phone, the middle-aged man said gloomily, "There is a kind of don't run, my brother will come over soon."

"Don't worry, I won't be going anywhere until your brother comes."

Ten minutes later, a van pulled up in front of the store.

Seven strong men came down from inside.

"See, stinky boy, these are my brothers."

"There's one more thing, I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I say it."

The middle-aged man proudly said, "Do you know who Lao Tzu is messing with?"

"My big brother, but he is a famous ruthless raptor in the rivers and lakes."

"Hahaha."

Song Feng laughed and said, "Otherwise, you can call him too, I haven't seen him for a long time, and I don't know if his temper has been restrained."

"Stinky boy, you're so arrogant, you don't even care about my eldest brother."

"It seems that if I don't give you some color, you don't know what it means to be afraid."

Song Feng's tone became more and more arrogant every sentence, as if the raptor was a reptile in front of him.

The middle-aged man burst into a rage and said, "What are you guys doing stupidly? Drag this kid out and beat him up."

Several big men walked in with a sinister smile.

Unexpectedly, their feet had just stepped over the threshold, and one by one they flew into the street.

"What did you do?"

The middle-aged man's pupils were numbered, and he looked at Song Feng like a ghost.

Song Feng said lightly, "I didn't do anything, I just asked them out."

"This is a place of healing, not a den for hooligans."

"It's too late to admit your mistakes right away, if you insist on arguing with me, I'm sure you won't be able to eat and walk around."

Song Feng said contemptuously.