The ginseng vendor was bustling about, attracting passersby with his shouts.
Those interested in buying land gathered around to take a look, while those without money also joined in the fun.
Among the men at the front, one dressed in red stood out the most. He wore a crimson long robe and had fair skin. The crimson robe made him look like a red plum blossom standing proudly in the cold wind on a pure white snowfield.
The vendor could tell at a glance that this person was no ordinary individual and could certainly afford his ginseng.
So he shouted loudly in the man's direction, "A thousand-year-old ginseng, used in medicine, can save lives!"
"This ginseng was a gift from the imperial palace, but my family was short of money in an emergency, so I had no choice but to sell it!"
"Come and see, everyone! This is a thousand-year-old ginseng. If you're weak, it can save your life; if you're healthy, it can grant you a long and healthy life!"
After this round of shouting, the man indeed stepped forward and asked, "Is this really a thousand-year-old ginseng?"
The vendor quickly replied, "Young master, this is a thousand-year-old ginseng bestowed by the imperial palace. Look at it, it's almost a human spirit! If we hadn't tied its roots with silk thread, it would have run away long ago!"
As he spoke, he picked up the ginseng and showed it to everyone. The ginseng root on the red cloth was long, and several large tendrils were fixed with gold thread.
Someone in the crowd exclaimed, "This is such a fine thousand-year-old ginseng. If I weren't so poor, I would definitely buy it."
"What's the point of buying this? It must be expensive. Is it worth spending so much money just for a bite to eat?"
"My friend, you don't understand. The effects of this thousand-year-old ginseng are definitely not as simple as just eating it. If there are elderly or sick people in your family, eating just one of these ginseng roots can keep them alive for several more years!"
"Is it really that amazing?"
Ning Huan stood in the crowd, listening to the discussions coming from them, and couldn't help but laugh.
This vendor is putting on such a big show, probably to find a suitable buyer to take advantage of.
The ginseng in front of her seemed very strange to her, but it didn't look fake in terms of appearance and quality.
At this moment, the young man in red stepped forward and asked, "May I take a look at this ginseng?"
The vendor rolled his eyes and then said:
"Young master, I can see it, but you have to give me a definite answer. If you're really interested in buying it, then you can see it. Otherwise, if everyone here takes a look, my thousand-year-old ginseng will have its essence drained, and what use will it be then!"
Perhaps in an attempt to attract customers, the vendor's voice grew louder and louder, and even though Ning Huan was standing right next to the crowd, she couldn't help but feel her ears hurt from the vendor's loud voice.
The young man in red nodded and said, "Young man, you don't need to worry. Since I want to see it, I naturally intend to buy it."
To everyone's surprise, the vendor chuckled and then said:
"Then let me say something, please don't take offense, but who among us here doesn't want to buy it! Young master, you have to give me a clear answer, let me know if you really have the ability to take my thousand-year-old ginseng."
The servant beside the young man in red stepped forward and said, "How could we not have that ability? Our young master is the owner of Zuiyan Tower!"
These words immediately sparked a buzz of discussion among the surrounding people.
This Drunken Smoke House is a restaurant that has only been established in the town in the last two years. It is said that the dishes are almost as good as those in the restaurants in the capital, and the taste is also delicious.
Zuiyanlou was extravagant in its purchasing, never haggling over prices, and would buy rare dishes at double the price.
As a result, some people speculated that the owner of the Drunken Smoke Pavilion might be from the capital.
Today, however, I met the owner of the Drunken Smoke Pavilion here.
But Ning Huan didn't know that at first glance she thought Zuiyanlou was the name of a brothel. Looking at the young man in red, she couldn't help but nod. He did look somewhat like a madam.
Upon hearing the identity of the young man in red, the vendor beamed with joy and presented the ginseng to him.
"So you are the owner of Zuiyanlou. I was blind to your greatness. Please take a look, sir."
The young man in red took the thousand-year-old ginseng to his eyes, examined it, and then brushed the ginseng whiskers with his hand.
He then examined it carefully again, hesitated for a moment, and finally raised his hand: "I'll take this ginseng."
As he spoke, the servant took out some gleaming silver coins to give to the vendor.
"Wait!"
A woman's voice came from the crowd. The voice was clear and melodious, and people thought it was a beautiful woman who had come from somewhere.
The crowd looked in the direction of the voice and found that it was an ugly, fat woman. They immediately looked at her with disgust.
Ning Huan shouted in the crowd and then walked towards the vendor and the young man in red.
The vendor said impatiently, "Where did this ugly freak come from? Get lost and don't get in our way!"
Ning Huan smiled slightly and then said, "Brother, doing business requires integrity, but I think your deal lacks a bit of integrity."
The man in red frowned slightly.
Seeing that his sale was about to be ruined by this fat woman, the vendor said angrily, "You fat hag, shut your mouth! How am I dishonest?"
He then reached out to push her away, saying, "Get out of here, don't delay my business!"
Then he turned to the young man in red and urged, "Young master, you've seen the ginseng and said you want to buy it. Now it's time for us to exchange money for goods."
Ning Huan stepped forward and stopped the servant who was about to pay, saying, "Whether there is integrity or not is not for me to say. It is you who have shown me."
Someone in the crowd jeered, "Ugly freak, stop making a scene here and get lost!"
"It's an eyesore to look at her! How can this woman have the nerve to go out in public!"
Although the young man in red frowned upon seeing Ning Huan's appearance, he still bowed slightly to her and asked, "Madam, you say this vendor is dishonest, but is there something wrong with his ginseng?"
Ning Huan nodded: "Not bad."
"But is this ginseng fake?"
She said calmly, "Yes and no."
Upon hearing this, the crowd began to whisper among themselves. The vendor's expression instantly changed, and he glared fiercely at Ning Huan, saying:
"You fat bastard, stop ruining my good time. You're just making things up! Who sent you to mess with me because they're jealous of me?"
Ning Huan ignored the angry vendor and took the ginseng from the red-clad young man's hand, examining it closely.
"I say yes and no, not to make things mysterious. It's just that this ginseng is indeed ginseng, but it's not human ginseng, it's just codonopsis."
The young man in red asked with some doubt, "I have already checked it and found nothing wrong. Why do you say that, my lady?"
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