As for why you know that there is a problem here, there are still so many people watching.

The answer is actually very simple, look at the excitement.

Everyone gathered around here, just to see how many unlucky people could be deceived.

"Sir, it's really eye-catching, this is the best wild ginseng in my stall, if you sincerely want to buy it, it's 500 yuan."

"Okay, five hundred is five hundred."

Song Feng took out his mobile phone and scanned the code directly.

Determine the stall, the ginseng in the middle is definitely not artificially cultivated.

It belongs to a wild mountain ginseng that is about 30 years old, although 30-year-old ginseng is not as good as 100-year-old ginseng.

But it's only relatively speaking, compared with ordinary ginseng, the effect is more than 100 times better.

Boiled into a decoction combined with other Chinese medicines to replenish vitality, it can play a role in strengthening the foundation and cultivating the yuan, and nourishing the body.

"Five hundred dollars is too cheap, I'll pay five thousand."

As he spoke, another man approached.

Raised the price tenfold at once.

Looking at the expressions of the two, Song Feng sneered.

The Cheng Biting Gold who came out halfway was not an ordinary buyer, but a trust invited by the stall owner.

Once someone takes the bait, it will be the turn of the person to raise the price and show the extraordinary value of ginseng.

"Sir, what do you see?"

The stall owner looked embarrassed.

The implication is very clear, people pay 5,000 yuan, and Song Feng only pays 500, so he definitely can't buy this ginseng.

Song Feng played with the taste: "Boss, the business is really powerful for you, in the pile of fake ginseng, put a real wild mountain ginseng, attract others to take the opportunity to come and pick up the leak, thinking that you have encountered a bargain, but you don't know that this is your serial plan."

"What do you say, sir? Why can't I understand? The ginseng in my stall is all high-grade ginseng, how can I play tricks."

"Whether you play tricks or not, you know in your heart."

Song Feng interrupted the stall owner's quibble and said, "This ginseng is about thirty years old, and the market price is about 500,000 yuan, so naturally you can't sell it for 500 yuan, and arrange a few to raise the price. I just ran into me."

"Stinky boy, I don't think you're here to buy ginseng, you're here to find fault!"

Seeing that his little bit of caution was broken, the stall owner revealed his fierce face, and threatened: "Either buy it for 500,000 yuan, or get out of the way, and if you dare to talk nonsense, I will let you go sideways."

"What's wrong?"

The stall owner's voice just fell. A man and a woman walked over.

The man was in his seventies, and his beard and hair were gray.

The woman is about 30 years old, and she looks like a country with a beautiful appearance and charm.

The surrounding people immediately showed respectful expressions, and the stall owner said with a smiling face, "It turned out to be Miss Mei, nothing happened."

"When the street pit was abducted, nothing happened."

Song Feng said coldly: "Arrange to raise the price, is this the business style of your medicinal herb market?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman who was called Miss Mei by the stall owner showed an unhappy expression and said coldly, "Boss, is what this gentleman said true?"

There is a man and a woman in front of them, each with a nobler identity, and if he lies in front of them, the end will be extremely miserable.

The more you talk, the more trouble you have.

Looking at the expression on the stall owner's face, Miss Mei understood everything and said, "If you do business here, you should abide by the rules here, and you know what will happen to those who break the rules."

"Miss Mei, I understand what you mean."

The stall owner seemed to have changed someone, and reluctantly handed over the ginseng to Song Feng.

"Thank you."

Song Feng politely thanked the two.

Miss Mei said expressionlessly: "Sir, you're welcome, listening to your accent, it should be a guest from out of town, I hope this little episode has not affected your shopping mood, you go shopping slowly, and the two of us will return."

There's something to do."

After speaking, Miss Mei helped the old man out of here.

Looking at the backs of the two, Song Feng casually asked, "Everyone, where did these two come from?"

Everyone looked at Song Feng with expressions like idiots.

I don't even know who the two of them are, and they look like raw melons and eggs.

I didn't bother to talk to Song Feng more, and everyone dispersed in a hurry.

The stall owner scolded and left.

The two bigwigs haven't been here for a long time, thinking that they won't come today, so the stall owner dares to do tricks here.

I never dreamed of it, I was afraid of something.

Seeing that no one had told them their identities, Song Feng was even more curious.

I walked in the direction I left.

After a while, the two entered a pharmacy on the side of the street.

The attitude of the pharmacy owner is the same as that of the stall owner, facing the two respectfully and politely.

personally invited the two to a chair to rest, and ordered two clerks to guard the door, and no one was allowed to come in without his orders.

Song Feng stood not far away, watching with interest what was happening in the store.

After a lot of compliments, the boss called a clerk.

The clerk quickly left the front hall and came back again, with a long brocade box in his hand.

The boss took the brocade box and said with a smile, "Mr. Wei, Miss Mei, please take a look."

"Let's see if it gets into your eyes."

The boss opened the box and put a ginseng of nearly seventy centimeters inside.

"This is 100-year-old ginseng? It's rare, it's really rare."

Miss Mei exclaimed.

Mr. Wei said in a commenting tone: "Judging from the color and its rhizomes, it is indeed a hundred-year-old ginseng, if Lao Fu didn't look away, this hundred-year-old ginseng should already have about six grades, right?"

"Mr. Wei is really good eyesight, and he is indeed a six-grade hundred-year-old ginseng."

The pharmacy owner complimented.

"Since I learned that the two of them needed 100-year-old ginseng, I personally went to the Northeast region and contacted more than a dozen well-known herb dealers, and finally got this 100-year-old ginseng from a herb dealer."

"Originally, he wanted to pass on this century-old ginseng as a family heirloom from generation to generation, but unfortunately the family was unfortunate, and his son became addicted to gambling and took this century-old ginseng to a pawnshop for hundreds of thousands."

"When the herb merchant found out, he immediately went to the pawnshop to retrieve it, and the ginseng leaves were damaged due to improper storage by the staff."

"Mr. Wei, you know very well, once the ginseng leaves of ginseng are destroyed, the price of ginseng will be reduced by half."

"In addition, the pharmacist was anxious to repay his son's gambling debts, so he sold me a century-old ginseng with painful cuts."

The boss introduced the quality of ginseng in a big way.

Only a person of Mr. Wei's status deserves it.

After buying it back, half of it was kept for life.

The other half is added with other herbs to make adult ginseng tea, which is taken daily to prolong life.

Mr. Wei and Miss Mei glanced at each other, and their faces showed a very useful look.

In order to find a high-quality century-old ginseng, Mr. Wei used a lot of contacts.

The emperor lived up to his painstaking efforts and finally let him find it.