There are many small vendors in the square and it is very lively.
Old men walked among the stalls with their hands behind their backs, and when they saw something interesting, they squatted down and picked it up to take a look.
Jiang Che took a quick look and was not very interested in these old objects and antiques, nor could he understand them. He had watched many short videos about debunking counterfeits before and knew that most of these things were handicrafts.
As we walked, we came to the area selling mountain products and game. Here were small stalls set up by villagers from the towns and villages under Yongning.
Live by the mountain, eat by the mountain. Many villagers bring here to trade the wild vegetables and delicacies they collect, as well as the rabbits, hedgehogs and bacon that they can't finish eating.
After looking around, Jiang Che found something good and ran over quickly.
"Uncle, how do you sell these wild mushrooms?"
Jiang Che squatted down and touched the various mushrooms in the bag with great interest: wild wood ear mushrooms, shiitake mushrooms, hericium erinaceus...
They are all good stuff! And they are so fresh. I have eaten all the food at home, so I bought some more.
The wild fresh mushroom stew is so delicious, how can you not buy it when you see it here.
"Young man, black fungus is 20, shiitake mushroom is 50, and Hericium erinaceus is 100. How many do you want?"
The old man asked with a smile.
There was a heavy rainstorm a few days ago, and all these mushrooms popped out at once, which made him very happy.
The harvest these days has been very good. I have picked up dozens of kilograms of mushrooms alone.
Jiang Che nodded. The price was not bad, not outrageous. The price of fresh wild mushrooms was already high.
"No problem, uncle. I want all of these. You don't have to pack them. I'll also buy this bamboo basket. I just don't have anywhere to put the things."
Jiang Che saw that the old man's bamboo basket seemed to be hand-woven by himself, and the craftsmanship was pretty good. Since he had no place to put the things he had, he decided to buy them all.
"Okay, young man, I'll weigh it for you."
The old man took out a beam scale and weighed them one by one for Jiang Che to see. Jiang Che gave the old man 2,560 yuan for all the mushrooms.
I picked up the old man's bamboo basket and put the ginseng seeds and saplings in it, just right.
Jiang Che continued to search between the stalls, wanting to see if there were any other good things.
Suddenly Jiang Che felt the beads in his body move, which aroused his interest. It was the same as before at the big rock the day before yesterday.
Could it be that there is something good nearby? Jiang Che followed the guidance of the beads and slowly walked towards a stall.
Jiang Che could feel that there was something on this stall that was attracting the beads, although the attraction was not as intense as the big rock he saw the day before yesterday.
But Jiang Che was still very interested. What could be so magical that it could attract Zhuzi's attention?
I looked at the things sold at this stall and found that they were all some dead and old tree roots.
Each one of them is baring its fangs and claws, twisted and crooked, and there are some bumps on the roots.
There are also many branches from old peach trees, some of which look quite good.
Some tea drinkers like to use these tree roots to make coffee tables or something.
The branches of old peach trees are also suitable for making ornaments. With a little decoration and a base, they can be quite beautiful.
Jiang Che squatted down and touched everything on the stall one by one, and was surprised to find that none of these tree roots could attract beads.
This is strange. The bead clearly guided me here, so why is it gone now?
Jiang Che squatted on the ground and thought for a while. Suddenly he looked up and saw something sitting under the boss's butt. It was pitch black and seemed to be a tree stump.
Jiang Che stood up and approached the boss, and sure enough, the bead had a strong reaction.
The tree stump is not big, about the height of a calf. The dry and cracked bark is a little black, as if it has been burned by fire. It is impossible to tell what kind of tree it is.
"Young man, you have looked at it and touched it here. Do you want to buy it or not?"
Seeing that Jiang Che looked at it for a long time without buying anything, the boss asked impatiently.
"Of course I'll buy it. I just want to take a closer look. You know, many tree roots are artificial these days, and I'm afraid it'll crack in a few days!"
Jiang Che looked at the boss and said, this is indeed true.
It's no wonder Jiang Che said that. People who like tree roots will make a clear offer. After all, most people who like to drink tea have some money.
A tea table made from a fine tree stump is quite artistic. Successful people like to have these pretentious things.
So some people saw the business opportunity and used chemicals to make old tree roots, thereby speeding up shipments and making profits.
However, the dehydration of artificially created tree stumps is not thorough at all. If left in a natural state, they may crack in less than a year, which is simply a scam.
Hearing Jiang Che say this, the boss immediately became unhappy and jumped up from where he was sitting.
"Young man, if you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. Look at my goods. They are absolutely genuine old tree stumps."
"Look at this hard and smooth tree trunk. It's as hard as steel. How could it be made like this by human hands?"
As the boss spoke, he knocked on the tree trunk with the tools in his hand, making a clanging sound, a very crisp sound like metal hitting stone, which certainly did not sound like knocking on wood.
"Did you hear that? If this sound hasn't been dried naturally for seven or eight years, don't even think about it. You don't know anything, young man. Your pride is hurt. Go away. I don't want to do business with you anymore."
The boss angrily proved that his stuff was genuine and immediately drove Jiang Che away.
Jiang Che was also at a loss for words. He had not expected the old man to be so angry. He had only said it casually.
However, after the old man stood up, Jiang Che noticed that the black wooden stake he was sitting on had been covered with patina and was shiny.
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