forest developer

Chapter 38

Ling Zikai was taken aback when he heard the words: "What is the origin of this old man? It's amazing that he can determine the origin of the goods at a glance!"

Du Juan was not surprised at all, and said, "It's been so many years, haven't you forgotten the smell?"

"When I'm buried, I'll forget about it!"

The old mallet seemed to remember something, and his eyes were blurred. After a moment of silence, he asked, "How much did you take from it?"

Du Juan asked back, "How much can you ask for?"

The old mallet's eyes flashed when he heard the words, and he said, "It seems that you have taken a lot? Didn't you say that you can only take one thing every time you go in?

Did you break the ancestral precepts passed down by your Durenke people for thousands of years?

I said back then that your nonsensical ancestral precepts will be broken sooner or later, so how about it, it was my words! "

"No, you are wrong! It is impossible to break the ancestral precepts of the Blenke tribe. This product is not mine, I am just entrusted by others!"

"is it?"

The old mallet was full of disbelief, but he didn't say anything more. He picked up the old mountain ginseng on the small square stool, held it carefully, and said:
"Well, round reed bottom, iron thread pattern, pearl point, good condition, age must be 150 years, has been reincarnated five times, it is authentic old mountain product! I don't know how many years I haven't seen it! "

After a while of generosity, the old mallet said, "Although it is a good product, but the old man has taboos about things from that place, so I don't want it!"

Seeing that Ling Zikai had finally found a connoisseur who knew the goods, but after talking for a long time, the result was still the same, so he couldn't help feeling a little anxious, and was about to speak.

Du Juan tugged at the hem of his clothes, signaling him to stay calm.

The old stick paused, and then said: "For the sake of your deceased father, I can ask for you! But the rules cannot be changed, I want this number!"

As the old mallet spoke, he pointed a finger at Du Juan.

Ling Zikai didn't know what that finger meant, so he looked at Du Juan.

Du Juan said in a low voice: "He means that he can help us sell the goods, but he will charge [-]% of the intermediary fee!"

what?
Ling Zikai almost jumped up.

According to the current market price, the minimum price of 150-year-old wild wild ginseng is more than 100 million yuan, and the agency fee of this percentage is 10,000+!

This old man's heart is too dark!
Du Juan knew what Ling Zikai was thinking, and explained: "The selling price through his hands will be much higher than the purchase price on the market. Even if we charge [-]% of the intermediary fee, the price is about the same as our own selling price!"

Having said that, Ling Zikai was a little bit aggrieved by the loss of more than [-] yuan in vain, but felt very helpless.

Up to now, not even a single ginseng has been sold.Now I am anxiously waiting to use the money, so I can sell it for as much money as I can!

In Ling Zikai's eyes, if the century-old ginseng could not be turned into money, it would be like a carrot at home.

But looking at Lao Bangchui lying on the cool chair with the appearance of an old god, Ling Zikai still felt uncomfortable for a while, and thought: Don't you call yourself Old Bangchui?Then let me see how capable you are.

Thinking to himself, Ling Zikai took out another ginseng from his backpack and put it on the small square stool, and said, "Old man, I have another one here, show me it?"

Du Juan could tell at a glance that the ginseng that Ling Zikai took out was the undergrowth ginseng grown in the forest farm, which was seized when Rong Lu brought people to secretly dig it.

This is just the most common and very young ginseng seedlings. Ling Zikai actually took it out for appraisal, and I don't know what he has in mind!
After the old stick glanced at the ginseng under the forest, his expression suddenly turned cold, and he said, "Young man, even if you want to amuse the old man, don't bring out such garbage."

Ling Zikai pretended to be puzzled and said: "What did the old man say? I also asked the old man for advice just now because this ginseng seedling looks ordinary, but there is something strange inside. I don't know why!"

While speaking, Ling Zikai secretly injected a trace of ancestral god energy into the ginseng seedlings.

Something else?

Old Bangchui didn't know what Ling Zikai meant. Seeing that his attitude was sincere and he didn't seem to be lying, he became curious and picked up Lin Xiashen.

After a closer look, the old stick let out a soft moan, stood up from the cool chair involuntarily, walked to the bright place of the door with his feet up and down, and stood up carefully.

When Ling Zikai saw his walking posture, he was also curious. It turned out that the old man was crippled.

While looking at the ginseng seedling, the old stick muttered to himself: "No, this is obviously an ordinary ginseng seedling. How could it have such a strong vitality? It shouldn't be!"

After looking at it for a long time, the old stick was still puzzled, shook his head, returned to the cool chair, and said, "I want this ginseng seedling, please make a price!"

Ling Zikai stretched out two fingers while pondering.

"two hundred?"

Seeing Ling Zikai shaking his head, Old Bangchui frowned: "You want two thousand?"

Ling Zikai still shook his head and remained silent.

The old stick couldn't help laughing and said: "Could it be that you still want another [-]?"

"Add another zero, and I'll give you 20!"

"Hahaha! Young people must be sincere in doing business, you are blatantly entertaining the old man!"

The old stick was so angry that he laughed out loud instead.

Even Du Juan, who was standing next to him, was taken aback by Ling Zikai's asking price.

For the six-year-old Linxia ginseng, the highest price in the market will not exceed 2000 yuan, and Ling Zikai's lion's mouth has increased by a hundred times!
Du Juan looked at Ling Zikai in bewilderment, not knowing what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

Ling Zikai looked very calm, and said: "It's the nature of a businessman to ask for a price, and it has nothing to do with sincerity. Since you can't offer this price, sir, I'll take it!"

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing that Ling Zikai wanted to take back Lin Xia Shen, the old stick hurriedly stopped him.Then he frowned and thought for a while, and finally said unwillingly:

"I want fifty thousand!"

"No, at least 15!"

"Eighty thousand!"

"12 million!"

"One hundred thousand!"

The old mallet gritted his teeth and set the final price, and then added: "The money will be deducted from the agency fee of the old mountain ginseng!"

Du Juan was listening to the two people's constant bargaining and bargaining. When they heard the final price, they felt terrified.

It's obviously an ordinary undergrowth ginseng, and it's impossible not to see it with the eyesight of an old stick. How could you agree to such an outrageous price?
Could it be that there is a secret hidden in the ginseng under the forest that I don't know?

In Du Juan's bewilderment, Lao Bangchui asked the two to leave their phone numbers, saying that they would contact them as soon as they found the buyer.

After leaving Lao Bangchui's shop, Du Juan couldn't bear it any longer, and asked Ling Zikai, "Is the ginseng you just took out really grown in the forest farm?"

Ling Zikai glanced at Du Juan and said, "Of course it was planted in the forest farm!"

"Then what, how could it be worth so much money?"

"You think the old mallet is a fool, are you willing to be taken advantage of? The under-forest ginseng doesn't look like much on the surface, but in terms of nutritional value, I'm afraid it's not inferior to the century-old wild ginseng.

I guess the reason why the old mallet is willing to spend a lot of money to buy it is not because of the value of ginseng itself, but because it wants to decipher the mystery of it! "

"What mystery? Could it be related to the inheritance of the ancestor gods?"

Ling Zikai nodded.

After hearing that it was related to the inheritance of the ancestor gods, Du Juan stopped asking any more questions.

Ling Zikai asked, "You knew Lao Bangchui before?"

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