The herb picker led Ding Yu to a stall in the corner of the market, where a young man who looked a little like him was guarding, presumably his son and nephew. He took out a bamboo basket from under the stall and carefully removed the red cloth from above, revealing a semicircular object the size of a washbasin.

This is red and black, there is a circle of annual ring-like lines on the front, light yellow on the back, full of round fine mycelium, except for the stalk below, it is simply a giant Ganoderma lucidum, and the ordinary Ganoderma lucidum is only the size of a palm for decades, and this one is said to be a thousand years and I am afraid it is less.

However, Ding Yu only glanced at it and knew that this was not a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum. This is actually a fungus called "tree tongue", which is parasitic on the trunk of a tree, like the tongue of a tree, hence the name. The biggest difference between the tree tongue and the reishi is that the bottom of the tree tongue is sessile, and it can usually grow very large, and people who do not know how to do it can easily mistake it for reishi.

Although the tree tongue and Ganoderma lucidum belong to the same category, the difference between the two in terms of medicinal efficacy and value is greater than that of brass and gold.

But for Ding Yu, the value of this tree tongue is even more than that of a lingzhi of the same size - just because he sensed that this tree tongue actually contained spiritual energy, but he didn't know whether this tree tongue was parasitic on a certain spiritual tree and thus absorbed the spiritual energy, or if there was some living creature with spiritual energy that got into it.

In any case, Ding Yu is bound to win this tree tongue.

He made a look of indifference, and asked indifferently, "How much does your tree tongue cost?"

The medicine picker's face changed, and before he could answer, the young man next to him said angrily: "What kind of tree tongue, I am a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum!

Ding Yu sneered: "Look at the appearance of this broken stubble, it should take ten days and a half to pick it off, right? There are people who know how to do it in this bazaar, if you really have a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, and you have already sold it, will it stay until now? Why don't you buy and sell honestly, the tree tongue can also be used in medicine, and such a large tree tongue can also be sold at a good price. ”

Ding Yu and the others spoke in a loud voice, and the few medicine pickers who set up stalls next to them could hear them clearly. They also knew each other with these two medicine pickers, so if Ding Yu's own eyesight was not up to par and he bought the tree tongue as a lingzhi, they would never say a word, but since Ding Yu recognized the original, they couldn't help but persuade: "Old Ma, this little Langjun is right, how many pharmacists have seen your baby pimple, and they all say that it is a tree tongue, so you can sell it at the price of the tree tongue!"

The middle-aged herb picker named Lao Ma was a little moved, and asked, "If it is a tree tongue, how much price are you willing to pay, Xiao Langjun?"

"The tree tongue is about one or two taels of silver and a catty," Ding Yu checked the tree tongue and said, "This one is less than twenty catties, and I will give fifty taels of silver." ”

In this era, fifty taels of silver is enough for an ordinary family of four to cover for a few years, which is indeed a good price. Therefore, several medicine pickers next to him showed envious expressions, saying that Lao Ma had met a good customer and persuaded him to sell it.

Unexpectedly, their gossip and persuasion backfired, the young man jumped up and said: "My flower is a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, I picked it with my own hands, there was a fragrance at that time, I smelled it, and my whole body was so comfortable that I couldn't do it, and the spirit was full of energy in the next few days, not a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, how could there be such a miraculous effect!"

Ding Yu and the herb picker next to him sniffed a few times, but there was only an ordinary smell of bamboo and wood, but they did not smell the aroma. The young man's face turned red and said angrily: "You guys are working together to deceive me, I tell you, this thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, without five thousand taels of silver, I will never sell it!"

When the herb pickers heard this, they immediately changed color, and they all scolded this guy for not knowing what to do, and some of them wanted to roll up their sleeves and do it, but the old horse said all the good things, so that a street fight was avoided. However, after such a fuss, those people didn't want to watch the excitement anymore, and they all went back to their stalls angrily.

In fact, for Ding Yu, aura is something that cannot be measured by money at all, let alone five thousand taels, even if it is fifteen thousand taels, he thinks it is worth it. It's just that right now, if he buys this fake Ganoderma lucidum for five thousand taels of silver, it won't be long before the entire market will recognize him as a stupid person with a lot of money, and he won't want to buy medicine at any pharmacy or medicine stall if he doesn't spend three or five times the price in the future.

Thinking of this, Ding Yu shook his head helplessly, he was determined to get this tree tongue, but he would not buy it here. He planned to follow the two herb pickers in secret, find their dwellings, and wait until the dead of night to take the tree tongue away, and leave another five thousand taels of silver tickets.

He made up his mind and was about to turn around and leave, not wanting the old horse to stop him: "Xiao Langjun will leave, and the two of us will discuss it again." ”

As he spoke, he pulled the young man aside and said in a low voice: "Shan Yanzi, this pimple has been sitting here for ten days, and the price offered by this little Langjun is already the highest." You think it's Ganoderma lucidum, and Uncle doesn't say anything, but you don't have to forget that your Eminem is still lying in bed, waiting for you to earn money to go back to get medicine and see a doctor. You can wait, but you can't wait for Eminem's illness!"

The young man struggled and struggled in his heart, but in the end, his concern for Eminem prevailed and he nodded heavily. Lao Ma breathed a sigh of relief, walked back and said to Ding Yu: "Xiao Langjun, we sold it, but at this price, can it be a little higher?"

With Ding Yu's ear, the conversation between the two uncles and nephews just now was naturally heard, and he naturally couldn't ask for it if he could save a trouble, so he nodded and said, "Okay, this tree tongue is in good condition, and the price will be increased by ten taels." ”

Lao Ma was also satisfied with the price, and the two paid the money with one hand and delivered the goods with the other, and Ding Yu finally bought this tree tongue containing aura as he wished. It's just that although the young man compromised, he kept staring at Ding Yu with an unkind expression, like he was looking at a liar who took advantage of people's danger.

Ding Yu disagrees in his heart, and there are people who are unwilling to admit their mistakes. Just like those who bought fake antiques in later generations, many times they do not blame themselves for their poor eyesight, or even for those who set up a game to cheat, but blame those experts for identification, thinking that they gave fake appraisals for the purpose of the "priceless" antiques in their hands.

For such people, they can only wait for them to accumulate enough knowledge before they can realize that the "real antique" is actually a vase produced by a small factory, and the "thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum" is actually just a tree tongue, and before that, no matter what was said.

Ding Yu was anxious to absorb the aura in the tree's tongue, so he stopped buying medicinal herbs and rushed back to his home on the outskirts of the city with the medicinal herbs he had bought. (To be continued.) )