The middle-aged man was obviously an expert. When he saw the ginseng, his brows immediately frowned.
"This isn't a hundred-year-old ginseng!"
He shook his head helplessly, wrapped up the ginseng and handed it to the staff.
"This ginseng of yours is not what I want. Take it back."
The staff member was a little bit incredulous. He quickly took the ginseng in his hand and looked at it over and over again. After making sure that there was nothing unusual, he carefully put away the so-called century-old ginseng.
"That's impossible. This ginseng was dug out from the deep mountains. Our store bought it at a high price. How could it be fake?"
The middle-aged man shook his head. "I bought so many ginsengs in your store. How could I not recognize the 100-year-old ginsengs? Sigh, your pharmacy has obviously been deceived by others."
He sighed and shook his head, preparing to leave.
Ye Han rolled his eyes and shouted, "Wait a minute!"
...
...
The middle-aged man turned around and saw Ye Xuanhan, who was dressed like a sixty-year-old, standing at the door with a bamboo basket in his hand.
"Do you want to buy ginseng?" Ye Han asked in a low voice.
The middle-aged man nodded and did not hide it. "Yes, I need ginseng that is more than 100 years old."
Ye Xuanhan smiled and pointed at the bamboo basket in his hand. "If you trust me, let me show you my ginseng. I guarantee you will be satisfied."
The middle-aged man looked at Ye Han with some suspicion, and then asked in a low voice: "Little girl, do you really have it? This hundred-year-old ginseng is not a joke."
"Of course," Ye Han was a little surprised that the other party recognized her as a young girl instead of a woman in her sixties or seventies. "I picked all my herbs from the mountains myself. They are definitely not fake."
After saying this, she patted her chest and vowed.
The middle-aged man walked over with doubt, stretched out his hand to take the bamboo basket from her hand, then opened the lid, took out the ginseng and took a look. He was stunned and his mouth couldn't help but tremble twice, "This... This is really a hundred-year-old ginseng!"
"Of course!" Ye Hanhan said confidently.
With the nourishment of the spiritual spring water in her space, even a radish can be grown into a hundred-year-old radish.
What’s more, ginseng is a medicinal herb that relies on spiritual energy to grow.
The middle-aged man was still immersed in shock when he heard the staff standing behind the counter snort, "What good things can an old woman have?"
He glanced at Ye Han sarcastically, with a look of disdain on his face.
Ye Han narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the staff member coldly, "Some people are just looking down on others. They don't know how to identify a hundred-year-old ginseng, but they still hope that others don't have one either. It's a joke!"
The staff member was almost mad at these words, and pointed at Ye Han with a red face, "You...you..."
He pointed at Ye Han and kept calling him "you" for a long time, but he couldn't explain what he meant.
"Okay," the middle-aged man interrupted the staff, "You go ahead and do your thing. Auntie and I will be leaving first."
The staff member obviously respected the middle-aged man very much. Although he was very angry, he also knew what to do and what not to do. He just glared at Ye Hanhan, then turned around and returned to his seat.
"Little girl, this is not the place to talk. Why don't we go to the state-owned restaurant? I'll treat you to a meal."
The middle-aged man looked at the bamboo basket in Ye Han's hand and felt a little excited.
Ye Hanhan smiled and nodded, then put the bamboo basket into the bicycle basket and pushed the bicycle to the state-owned restaurant.
Seeing Ye Xuanhan's wasteful behavior, the middle-aged man gasped in pain.
"Little girl, let me help you carry the bamboo basket. You will ruin the hundred-year-old ginseng."
Ye Han nodded, then picked up the bamboo basket nonchalantly and handed it to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was afraid that the ginseng would be broken, so he quickly took it and protected it carefully, fearing that he would accidentally drop the ginseng.
This is a whole basket of ginseng. If it is really broken, I really can’t afford the compensation.
After they walked for a while, the state-owned hotel came into sight.
After entering, the middle-aged man ordered two bowls of noodles with soybean paste and found a seat in a corner.
"Little... little girl, I don't know your name yet," the middle-aged man said, "We are destined to meet. My name is Li Yuntao, and I am a Chinese medicine practitioner. You can just call me Uncle Li. Are you going to sell this hundred-year-old ginseng?"
Now Ye Hanhan finally understood why Li Yuntao could tell that she was a little girl.
It turned out that the other person was a Chinese medicine doctor.
Ye Xuanhan thought for a moment and said, "My name is Ye Xuanhan. As for the ginseng, I must have considered selling it, otherwise I wouldn't have followed you here. Do you want to take a look first? All the ginseng is in there."
After saying that, she opened the bamboo basket and handed it to Li Yuntao.
A strong medicinal fragrance wafted out.
Li Yuntao was amazed. With so many hundred-year-old ginsengs, he could make a lot of money by selling just one, let alone selling all of them.
Li Yuntao opened the bamboo basket and carefully observed the ginseng inside. These hundred-year-old ginseng were twice as big as ordinary ginseng, and their colors were brighter, as if they had just been picked.
Li Yuntao was extremely excited, as these were treasures worth thousands of gold.
He was so excited that his hands were shaking. "Little girl, how did you find these hundred-year-old ginsengs?"
He felt like his brain was almost shutting down.
He knew that Ye Xuanhan was a girl, but how could a girl find a century-old ginseng in the deep mountains and forests?
Ye Yumeng blinked her eyes and pretended to be mysterious, "This is my secret, I won't tell you!"
Li Yuntao smiled somewhat awkwardly.
How can I tell anyone about this kind of thing? I must keep it in my heart.
"Since you picked these hundred-year-old ginsengs, how much do you plan to sell them for?" Li Yuntao asked, suppressing his inner excitement and ecstasy.
He had already started to think about it.
This time, he can be said to have gotten a great bargain.
If it weren't for this little girl, he would never have seen so many hundred-year-old ginsengs.
Ye Yumeng stretched out three fingers.
Li Yuntao almost choked on his saliva.
Thirty thousand dollars!
This little girl only wants 30,000 yuan?
He swallowed and said, "Little girl, 30,000 yuan is not enough. This ginseng is very precious. You may not be able to buy it with 30,000 yuan. Besides, the quality of ginseng here is very high. I think... how about giving you 50,000 yuan?"
Ye Xuanhan was stunned for a moment.
She must have heard it right.
I originally wanted 3,000, but the other party gave me 50,000! Is it really because he has a lot of money to burn?
This is really pie in the sky.
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