"You old thing, you dare to say that I don't know the goods, do you know the goods very well?!"

When the owner of the shop saw that the short-sleeved old man in front of him didn't know what to do, he suddenly became angry and shouted at the top of his voice.

The short-sleeved old man glanced at him with disdain, and laughed coldly: "No matter how stupid I am Fan Wenzhong, I am better than you, a profiteer who sells fake ginseng!"

Everyone originally wanted to help the owner of the ginseng shop, after all, if they helped him, it might be cheaper when they would buy ginseng.

But when they heard that the old man claimed to be Fan Wenzhong, everyone's faces suddenly changed.

Even the owner of the shop took a step back in shock, stared straight at the old man in socks in front of him, and said with a trembling mouth:

"You...... You are Fan Wenzhong, vice president of the Jiangzhou Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine...... Mr. Fan?!"

"Humph!"

Fan Wenzhong didn't care that his name came out of the profiteer's mouth at all, and snorted coldly.

After learning that the old gentleman in front of him was Fan Wenzhong, the face of the shop owner became ugly.

You must know that Fan Wenzhong is a well-known name in the medical community of Jiangzhou City, he is also the vice president of the Jiangzhou Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and he is a leader in traditional Chinese medicine.

Fan Wenzhong's attainments in traditional Chinese medicine are very profound, and he is often a special guest on the Chinese medicine health program of China Television Channel 6, the largest TV station in China.

It's just that Fan Wenzhong is either wearing a suit or a Zhongshan suit on the TV show, and he didn't recognize it for a while when he changed it into a short-sleeved shirt of an ordinary old man.

Fan Wenzhong ignored everyone's exclamations, he held the small wild ginseng in both hands, stared at Li Xuedong with an excited expression and asked, "Little brother, why don't I double the price for you, will you think about it?"

Double the price, just now Fan Wenzhong said that he would buy this small wild ginseng for 50,000 yuan, but now he wants to double the price, that is, 100,000 yuan.

The guests of the entire ginseng shop began to boil, they didn't understand what was so wonderful about that small wild ginseng, it was worthy of an old Chinese medicine doctor of Fan Wenzhong's level and begged the other party to sell it in a low voice.

"Isn't it just a small wild ginseng, what's so great, I thought it was a great person who had been on Huashi, it turned out to be such a level. ”

The owner of the ginseng shop looked at the small wild ginseng in Li Xuedong's hand, there was no surprise at all, and even the tumor-like thing in the ginseng belly made him feel disgusted.

Fan Wenzhong turned his head and glared at the boss of the shop, and was about to speak, but saw Li Xuedong directly snatching the word in front of him:

"Since boss, you think this little wild ginseng is nothing remarkable, then should we make a bet, we bet 100,000, how about it?"

"Boy, you want to cheat me?!"

The owner of the shop is a traitor and looks at the rape, and thinks that Li Xuedong must have some conspiracy.

Li Xuedong grinned, took out the small wild ginseng in his hand, showed it to him and said with a smile:

"Boss, you said that this little wild ginseng is nothing remarkable, but I think it is extremely valuable, and it is the best in ten thousand, do you dare to bet with me?"

"There is no one in ten thousand, you deceived a three-year-old child, I really haven't seen real wild ginseng!"

Seeing the people around him staring at him with strange eyes, the owner of the ginseng shop gritted his teeth fiercely, pointed at Li Xuedong and said: "Okay, then I'll make a bet with you, if this little wild ginseng is worthless, even if it is valuable, if it is not as pompous as you say, you still have to pay me 100,000, do you hear?!"

"No problem. ”

Li Xuedong has great confidence in Ono Ginseng, but he has some doubts about whether the profiteer in front of him will fulfill the gambling contract:

"Then let's make a note, lest someone cheat on it. ”

"Stand up, am I still afraid of a kid like you who hasn't even grown hair?!"

Although the owner of the ginseng shop sells fake ginseng, he also pours out real ginseng, and there are at least thousands of wild ginseng in his hands.

"There is no need to set up a document, with me as a witness, I am not afraid of anyone cheating, unless he doesn't want to mix up in Jiangzhou. Fan Wenzhong took a few steps forward, squinted his eyes and glanced at the owner of the ginseng shop, with a threatening look in his tone.

The corner of the shopkeeper's mouth twitched, and it was clear that Fan Wenzhong's words just now were directed at him, but because of Fan Wenzhong's social status, he couldn't be offended, so he had to laugh and say:

"What Fan Lao said is that with you, no one can think of playing tricks!"

Fan Wenzhong turned his gaze to Li Xuedong and asked, "Little comrade, how are you going to show us the value of this small wild ginseng?"

"Boss, do you have a ginseng knife in your shop?" Li Xuedong looked at the owner of the ginseng shop and asked.

"Nonsense, can I sell ginseng without a ginseng knife?!"

The owner of the ginseng shop glared at Li Xuedong contemptuously, and then threw a delicate and small ginseng knife to Li Xuedong.

In fact, when Li Xuedong saw the small wild ginseng for the first time, he found that this small wild ginseng was different, and there was a burst of holy purple light all around his body.

In particular, its ginseng belly is particularly radiant, which means that there must be something incomparably precious in the ginseng belly.

Everyone gathered around Li Xuedong, their eyes full of curiosity, wanting to see what Li Xuedong wanted to do.

Fan Wenzhong stood beside him, his eyes staring straight at him, his hands hanging by his side clenched tightly, as if waiting for something.

However, the owner of the shop looked relaxed, and glanced at Fan Wenzhong with a solemn face from time to time.

He really didn't understand what this Fan Wenzhong was interested in this little wild ginseng, why did he obsessively believe in the stupid words of this hairy boy, could it be that the older people get, the more confused they become? !

Li Xuedong took the delicate ginseng knife, carefully drew a circle along the perimeter of the bulge of the ginseng abdomen, gently raised the circle with the tip of the knife, and then turned the ginseng knife and used tweezers to clip out the small circle.

When Li Xuedong picked up the circle, the crowd suddenly let out an exclamation, and even the well-informed Fan Wenzhong was pleasantly surprised, and shouted in a lost voice:

"Zimu ginseng, it turned out to be the legendary Zimu ginseng?!"

"What, Ginseng?!"

After hearing Fan Wenzhong's excited shout, the owner of the ginseng shop hurriedly pushed away the person next to him, and his eyes stared straight at Xiao Yeshen's ginseng.

The abdomen is hollow, and in the middle is a fetal-shaped thing curled up, with a ginseng tube attached to the upper and lower ends, like the umbilical cord that the mother provides for the nutrition of the child.

"Ginseng, it turned out to be really ginseng!"

The wrinkles on Fan Wenzhong's face were all stretched, his hands trembled and he held the small box, and exclaimed ecstatically: "My God, I thought that this ginseng was just a legendary thing recorded in the ancient medical books, but I didn't expect it to really exist!"

Anyone who has ever known about ginseng knows the legend of ginseng, which is said to be the body of a fairy child, which has the miraculous effect of curing all kinds of diseases and bringing people back to life.

"This ...... This is my ginseng, I'm not selling it!"

The owner of the ginseng shop had a vacuum for more than ten seconds, and when he came to his senses, he rushed forward as if he was crazy, and wanted to snatch the ginseng.