"Oh, this guy is so big!"
"Let me see what kind of ginseng can make you so excited!"
"Wow, this ginseng is at least several decades old."
"No, no, no, it's definitely been over half a year. Look at this head."
Listening to the noisy discussions around him, Doctor Zhou couldn't help but frown and almost lost his concentration.
After all these years as a doctor, this is the first time I’ve had a headache because of counting.
Fortunately, the discussion soon died down a lot, and Doctor Zhou counted all the reed bowls in one breath.
"Wow, one hundred and eighty-nine! This ginseng is over one hundred and ninety years old."
Doctor Zhou looked away from the ginseng in shock and told everyone the unbelievable year.
"Over one hundred and ninety, Lao Zhou, did you count correctly?"
"Quick, give me the mirror so I can count!"
There was a doctor who was older than Dr. Zhou. He snatched the magnifying glass from Dr. Zhou's hand, bent down and began to count carefully.
This is an old ginseng that is nearly two hundred years old, and its medicinal value is immeasurable.
Even doctors who often come into contact with medicinal herbs would find it difficult to come across such good things.
Close to two hundred years?
Chen Jun couldn't help but touch his chin when he heard that. The item information said it was a hundred-year-old wild ginseng, and a hundred years could be called a hundred years, but the system gave it as nearly two hundred years old.
As expected, products produced by the system are high-quality!
Thinking of this, Chen Jun couldn't help but think of those that are 500 years old. Could those be close to 600 years old?
If one were to be taken out, some of these old doctors would probably faint.
"You...where did you get this ginseng?" Doctor Zhou looked at Chen Jun, and because he was too excited, he spoke incoherently.
"It's an heirloom!" Chen Jun blurted out, "It's been passed down from my grandfather's generation. It's a real heirloom!"
"Are you going to sell it to us, Yong'an Hall?"
Chen Jun smiled and said, "Of course I'm going to sell it. It depends on whether the price you Yong'an Hall offers is reasonable."
"Oh, that's great! If this top-quality old ginseng could be used as medicine, it could save many lives. It's no exaggeration to call it a miracle drug. Even if you only have half a breath left, if you pull a beard from this old ginseng and hold it in your mouth, you can keep alive for two days."
"Well, do you have any left at home? We at Yong'an Hall will take whatever you have!"
Doctor Zhou was so excited that he could hardly contain himself. This kind of ginseng that was nearly two hundred years old was hard to come by, and its medicinal effect was many times better than that of ginseng that was only a few decades old.
Let’s put it this way, taking a bite of ginseng that is several decades old may cause over-nutrition and nosebleed, but this one that is nearly two hundred years old will not have that problem. It will slowly nourish the human body. It is so magical.
If you use it as medicine and add a little bit of it, the efficacy can be increased several times.
"Didn't I tell you it was handed down from my ancestors? There's only one." Chen Jun said casually.
What a bullshit inheritance, you are still talking nonsense!
Doctor Zhou was just about to say, who could preserve the ginseng passed down from ancestors in such a good condition? Judging from its condition, people would believe that it was just dug out last week.
"Your family's method of preserving medicinal herbs is amazing. They are still so fresh after so many years." Doctor Zhou saw through it but did not say anything.
"Um...the one my grandfather passed down was a living one, which was just dug out a while ago." Chen Jun realized that he had overlooked this detail and smiled awkwardly.
"Hey hey hey, who did it, who the hell did it!"
At this moment, the old doctor who was counting the bowls suddenly roared excitedly, holding the magnifying glass tightly in his hand, looking like he was ready to hit someone on the head at any time.
"What's wrong?"
"Is there something wrong with the ginseng? Why is Doctor Hua so angry all of a sudden?"
"Could it be that the ginseng is fake?"
"How is that possible? If it were fake, how could Doctor Zhou not tell? His family has been practicing medicine for generations, and Doctor Zhou grew up in a pharmacy. There's no way he could have been wrong."
Just as everyone was wondering, Doctor Hua pointed angrily at a certain part of the ginseng root and shouted, "Which loser pulled the root?"
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately looked in the direction Dr. Hua pointed.
Wow!
It’s true!
There are obviously a few roots missing here.
For a moment, all the doctors looked at Chen Jun, their eyes as if someone had blasphemed their goddess.
"Um... a while ago, a friend of mine was hospitalized, so I plucked a few and used them to make porridge."
"Cooking porridge??? Why are you using it to make porridge? You're a cook!"
Doctor Zhou almost fainted when he heard this.
It is a waste of resources to use ginseng that is nearly two hundred years old to make porridge.
Wow, you guessed it right, I really am a cook!
Chen Jun muttered to himself, not caring about those cannibalistic looks, and went straight to the point and asked: "What do you want? How much can I sell this ginseng for?"
Doctor Zhou estimated it in his mind and held up three fingers: "I should be able to give you this amount, but I need to ask the leader for the specific amount. Yong'an Hall is not operating independently now."
"Please sit down first. I'll go find the leader."
"Only three hundred yuan?" Chen Jun was suddenly disappointed.
Dr. Zhou, who seemed kind on the surface, was quite excited, but unexpectedly he would lower the price so much.
Forget it, I'll go to another pharmacy and ask to see what price they offer.
Just as he was thinking about it, Doctor Zhou shook his head: "Three hundred yuan won't even get these whiskers, I'm talking about three thousand!"
Chen Jun was stunned: "Three thousand?? Yuan???"
Doctor Zhou looked at Chen Jun's reaction and nodded with a smile, "That's right, three thousand yuan! If you have any ginseng at home, you can bring it all in. We at Yong'an Hall have plenty of money."
Three thousand?
It can actually be sold for three thousand?
Even Chen Jun was a little confused for a moment.
Doesn’t that mean that a 500-year-old one can be sold for at least 10,000?
Even if he didn't take out the 500-year-old ones, there were already thirty or forty bundles of the 100-year-old ones in his system warehouse!
It's a bundle, not a root!
If all these ginsengs were exchanged for money, wouldn't it mean that I could collect any antique I wanted?
Stay calm! Stay calm!
Chen Jun understood that if he took out so much ginseng at once, something bad would definitely happen.
Although the price of three thousand yuan surprised him a little, he still planned to go to other stores to compare prices.
After all, he was not very familiar with ginseng of this year and did not know the specific price.
It’s always a good idea to ask two or more people.
Doctor Zhou didn't think too much about it and quickly shouted to the aunt who had just come: "Quick, push my bicycle out, I need to go..."
With such a top-grade old ginseng, he can make some Chinese patent medicines that he could not make before.
Therefore, Doctor Zhou treated this ginseng as a great treasure, fearing that Chen Jun would go back on his word and not sell it.
Of course, the probability of this is very, very low.
This is three thousand yuan!
The average person's monthly salary is only thirty yuan, but this ginseng is worth half of an average person's monthly salary.
Young people like Chen Jun's age have never seen so much money, and they must be stunned now.
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