"good."
Du Yu immediately agreed.
He immediately took Zhang Fan to the bank, and Bai Rou'er, who had always wanted to know the whereabouts of Doctor Wu, followed behind.
Seeing Bai Rou'er's worried face, Zhang Fan asked directly while they were in line, "Do you even know where that Dr. Wu is?"
Afraid of offending Zhang Fan, Du Yu didn't hide anything: "I only know that he recently came to our city. To be honest, I've only met him a few times."
Bai Rou'er's face flushed red with anger: "Didn't you say before that you two had a very good relationship?"
Du Yu: "He bought some medicinal herbs from me, but I really don't know where he is now."
Bai Rou'er gritted her teeth, making a grinding sound: "You liar!"
The bank processed the transaction quickly. Zhang Fan opened a card, and Du Yu transferred the money over – a simple cash-on-delivery transaction.
On the way back, Du Yu felt something was off.
Back at the store, the clerk reminded him, "Brother-in-law, isn't this equivalent to you losing 400,000 for nothing?"
Du Yu kicked him again: "It's all because you have no sense of propriety. You managed to offend this person. For now, the store won't dare to sell counterfeit goods. I'll deduct half a year's salary from your salary."
The shop assistant almost knelt down; "Brother-in-law, no!"
Du Yu clutched her chest in heartache and immediately made a phone call: "Young Master Li, I've found a treasure here..."
He has to earn that money back.
After making the call, the shop assistant stepped forward and made a throat-slitting gesture: "Brother-in-law, do you want that person...?"
Du Yu narrowed his eyes slightly: "I'll go take care of the important business first. Tell your little brother to keep an eye on his whereabouts."
...
Inside the medicinal herb market, an old man with white hair and beard held up a dark-colored object and asked, "Want some of our family's heirloom Ganoderma lucidum?"
His skin was dark, his cheeks were flushed from the high altitude, and his face was covered with deep lines.
His clothes were covered in patches, and his big toe was sticking out of his canvas shoes.
Someone asked about the price out of curiosity, and he replied, "Twenty thousand, do you want it?"
Those who saw it shook their heads; no one could tell if the Ganoderma lucidum was real or fake, and most people wouldn't use it even if they bought it.
The old man looked truly pitiful, and someone spoke up: "Do you buy from a herbal medicine shop?"
He went to Tongji Pharmacy first, but Du Yu had already gone out to deliver goods, leaving only the clerk who had been beaten black and blue.
He was seething with anger when he saw the old man and said fiercely, "What, it's you again? Go cool off somewhere else! You have ancestral Ganoderma lucidum and you're still so poor? You liar, get lost!"
Liu Li happened to be delivering medicine when the shop assistant, who didn't recognize Ganoderma lucidum, apologized, "Sorry, sir, our boss is out. I can't tell the difference between genuine and fake precious medicinal herbs."
The old man's face was filled with disappointment, and tears instantly streamed down his face: "God has no eyes!"
A clerk from Tongji Herbal Medicine Shop stood at the door and retorted, "That old man's quite the actor."
People nearby couldn't stand it and started pointing and whispering at the shop assistant.
The shop assistant, huddled inside the store, cowered after being scolded.
As soon as Zhang Fan and Bai Rou'er arrived at the medicinal herb market, they saw a group of people surrounding an old man, weeping uncontrollably.
Listening to the onlookers, Zhang Fan instantly understood that the old man was short of money, but had failed.
He also happens to need Ganoderma lucidum, and if the medicine is good, he can buy it.
Zhang Fan pushed through the crowd and walked over: "Grandpa, may I take a look at your treasure?"
The old man looked at the crowd around him: "Twenty thousand yuan, do you have the money to buy it?"
After receiving a definite answer, the old man pulled Zhang Fan to a secluded spot where no one was around.
After confirming that no one was eavesdropping, the old man took out a blue cloth bag from his satchel.
It was wrapped in ten layers of cloth, all of which were washed clean, and it was clear that it had been carefully preserved.
The cloth bag was opened, and a palm-sized Ganoderma lucidum mushroom appeared in the palm of the hand.
Zhang Fan glanced at the Ganoderma lucidum and asked in surprise, "Grandpa, you're only selling this Ganoderma lucidum for 20,000?"
The old man sighed, tears streaming down his face: "I urgently need money. My wife is sick and in so much pain she can't even sleep. I need to sell the Ganoderma lucidum so she can buy painkillers."
Zhang Fan: "I need to go to the bank to withdraw money."
The bank teller noticed a hint of surprise and displeasure flash across Zhang Fan's face. Could this guy be deliberately causing trouble? He just deposited money and now he wants to withdraw it again.
Zhang Fan took the money, avoided the crowd, and handed it to the old man.
The old man only took two stacks of money: "That's too much."
Zhang Fan pushed the remaining 80,000 yuan over: "This medicine can sell for at least 150,000 yuan on the market. I'm actually making a profit. Take it to pay for your aunt's medical treatment."
The old man burst into tears again: "You are such a good person."
Watching the old man leave, Zhang Fan noticed that Bai Rou'er was staring at him intently, her gaze unwavering: "You have more courage than I imagined."
Zhang Fan, with a teasing intent, asked, "You wouldn't have fallen for me, would you?"
Bai Rou'er's face flushed instantly: "I didn't, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."
Zhang Fan grinned: "What's your hurry? Did I just hit the nail on the head?"
Bai Rou'er stomped her foot: "I'm ignoring you."
Zhang Fan also bought a small furnace, and that completed his purchase.
Zhang Fan offered Bai Rou'er ten more fish as payment and hired her as his driver.
Neither of them spoke the rest of the way as the car drove along the country road.
Halfway there, Bai Rou'er's phone suddenly rang.
Bai Rou'er answered the phone, her voice gentle: "Hello, baby."
Suddenly, her expression changed drastically: "I'm sorry, I have to come back right away!"
After hanging up the phone, Bai Rou'er said with a serious expression, "I have to go home first."
With that, he stepped on the gas, the engine roared loudly, and the red BMW sped off like an arrow, weaving through the country roads.
Bai Rou'er's home wasn't on the way to Peach Blossom Town, so Zhang Fan waited in the car.
This is a small villa built in the countryside. It has five floors and two huge white Roman columns at the entrance. Its luxurious appearance is out of place in the poor town of Peach Blossom.
Just as Bai Rou'er reached the door, a little girl with two buns in her hair rushed up to her: "Sister, Li Bohan threw away all the fish you bought."
"What?!"
Just then, a man wearing a leopard-print shirt opened the door, his V-neck plunging low, and said with his tongue pressed against his cheek, "Bai Rou'er, you'd better give in to me soon, or your future father-in-law won't have anyone to see you off."
Bai Rou'er said with a face full of shame and indignation: "Li Bohan, don't even think about it!"
Li Bohan raised an eyebrow with a greasy grin, leaning against the door frame, showing a gift box in one hand: "Bai Rou'er, this is a century-old ginseng. I bought it for 800,000 yuan. It will be of great benefit to your father-in-law. Think it over. You won't get another chance like this."
"Despicable!" Bai Rou'er looked closely and realized that this was the blood ginseng that Zhang Fan had just sold. He made 400,000 yuan in one go. Du Yu was truly heartless.
The girl with the bun was so frightened that she burst into tears and yelled at Li Bohan, "My sister doesn't like you, get out!"
Li Bohan sneered: "Sister-in-law, we're family now. You're practically my wife, so don't be so confrontational."
The girl with the bun cried even harder.
Bai Rou'er hugged the girl with the bun and whispered comfortingly, "Don't be afraid, sister will protect you."
"I thought it was some kind of treasure! How dare you call it a defective product!"
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