Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 27 Three times the price!
Under the old pagoda tree.

A van was parked there, and five fashionable young men were leaning on the front of the car, smoking cigarettes boredly.

Villagers kept approaching here, and dozens of people had gathered in a short time.

I heard that someone collected medicine, and these villagers brought all the medicinal materials directly.

At this time, a young man in flowery short sleeves and big pants ran from a distance, and then ran to the front of the car.

He wiped the sweat from his brow, looked at one of the youths, and said, "Master, I'm back."

The young man called Young Master was dressed differently from the other young men.

The clothes on her body are more formal, and her hair is also combed and sleek.

His name is Wan Zihang, he is the young master of Wanhetang Pharmacy, and he is in charge of collecting the medicine this time.

Wan Zihang flicked the cigarette ash, glanced at the man lightly and said, "Are you sure all the news has been released?"

The man hurriedly nodded cautiously: "Young master, let it out, it is estimated that in a while, the whole village should come."

Wan Zihang nodded.

Immediately someone nearby joked: "Young master, I think you are too caring. In this kind of ravine where no bird shits, once the villagers hear that someone is collecting medicine, why don't they run faster than a rabbit?"

"That's right, young master, you are the representative of Wanhetang. If you come to collect the medicine, you are giving them face and sending them money."

"Come, come, young master, don't worry, just another one."

Four or five young people surrounded Wan Zihang one after another, offering all kinds of hospitality.

All kinds of flattery slapped him hard without money.

Wan Zihang also enjoyed this kind of treatment very much, and accepted the compliment from his subordinates as it should be.

"so many people."

Su Rong glanced around in surprise, she didn't expect someone to come down to collect the medicine, which would have such a big impact.

"I'm afraid there will be people from every household in the whole village."

Zhang Fan also glanced left and right, and finally looked in the direction of the van.

Zhang Fan couldn't help frowning when he saw the young people dressed up.

Wanhetang is the largest pharmacy in Qingshan Town, logically speaking, their business should be very formal.

But Zhang Fan was speechless when he saw those young people, five of them, six of them.

Shouldn't there be an old master following this kind of traveling from village to village to collect herbs?

Although he was puzzled, Zhang Fan didn't say anything. After all, he could accept whoever he wanted, and it had nothing to do with him.

Perhaps the boss of Wanhetang asked his son to come to collect the medicine, and he was deliberately practicing the latter.

As time went by, the villagers gathered more and more.

Every villager's face is filled with joyful smiles.

After all, it is a great thing for them to have someone come to the village to collect medicine.

In the past, the villagers had to walk for several hours across mountains and ridges to get to the town after collecting the medicine.

Now, it can be said that the service is at home.

Half an hour later, the young men leaning against the front of the car and smoking finally moved.

Wan Zihang flicked the fallen leaves on his shoulders and walked forward, followed by his five helpers.

Seeing the boss come out, the bustling crowd suddenly became quiet.

Qi Qi set his sights on the young man in front.

"Introduce yourself."

Wan Zihang was also unambiguous and went straight to the point.

"I am the young master of Wanhetang. My name is Wan Zihang. You can call me the young master, or you can call me Master Wan."

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the villagers all lit up.

The young owner of Wanhetang should be able to give a good price, right?
In fact, the villagers don't care about your master or master, they only care about the price.

Seeing the bright eyes of the villagers, Wan Zihang thought that the villagers were shocked by his identity, so he nodded in satisfaction.

"Everyone in Wanhetang should know that the number one pharmacy in the town and the largest medicinal herb dealer, this young master is here to collect the medicines today, and the price is absolutely undeniable."

"it is good."

Someone in the crowd shouted.

But this is good, and it is also the aspiration of most of the villagers present.

The young man is not deceived.

What they want is to be innocent.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense." Wan Zihang nodded towards one of his men when he said this.

The young man understood, opened the car door, took out a one-meter-high sign, and put it up in front of everyone.

Many villagers looked up one after another, but their faces changed after seeing it.

"What? Qingliancao is only ten yuan a plant?"

"Isn't the price too low? Is the price marked wrong?"

"The last time I went to town, a purple lark was sold for 25 yuan, and he only had eight yuan here?"

"It's nice to say, it's just farting in my opinion!"

"This is bullying us honest people!"

"That's right, it's too deceiving."

There was a lot of discussion among the people, and some illiterate villagers were filled with righteous indignation after hearing everyone's discussion.

There are also those who are a little more irritable and say all kinds of ugly things directly.

"How could this be? The price has been reduced by three times. This is nothing but bullying."

Su Rong was also very angry.

"Hey, who told me that they are the biggest medicinal material dealer in the town? Such a price shows that they have confidence."

Fu Chunwu also looked helpless.

Zhang Fan sighed. He had been thinking earlier that this group of people didn't look like businessmen, but hooligans.

Looking at it now, it was indeed the case, and he would not hope that something wrong with the price would happen.

Most of the villagers in the village have come, and the medicinal materials in their hands are gathered together. Even if the price is lowered, it will cost tens of thousands of yuan.

If they are successful at such a price, these people can earn thousands of dollars in turn. How can there be such a thing?
The villagers complained, but Wan Zihang was not in a hurry.

He sat there, drinking green tea, smoking a cigarette, and looked towards the person behind him.

The man nodded and jumped out immediately.

"What's the noise?"

"Do you know how difficult it is for us to come all the way here? Gas money, food, these are all free?"

Speaking of this, he took out a bundle of red notes and patted them on the palm of his hand.

"Think about it, are you selling it to us and counting the money?"

"Or go over the mountains and mountains for dozens of miles, and then sell the extra ten or eight yuan?"

When the villagers heard it, there was indeed some truth.

Because each villager does not have many medicinal materials, after all, there are only a few who have many medicinal materials.

It's really not worthwhile to run so far for those three melons and two dates.

It was Wan Zihang who thought of this that he dared to set such a price.

So, he was not in a hurry.

The villagers talked in twos and threes, and some villagers had already begun to move.

At this time, Zhang Fan really couldn't stand it anymore.

After all, it is not easy for every villager, and he is in it, so he will naturally help if he can.

"Everyone listen to me." Zhang Fan said.

The scene fell silent, Qi Qi looked at Zhang Fan, and even Wan Zihang looked at him.

Zhang Fan looked at him.

"Several, the price has been lowered three times by you, do you think this is appropriate?"

(End of this chapter)