The Age of Rebirth: The Rough Guy Reads His Mind and Spoils Me Every Day

Lin Qiaoqiao felt that these people were too active.

Later, the more they walked in, they realized that these things could be put on the bright side, and they dared to ask questions.

It seemed that some people were just squatting there, not knowing what he was going to do.

Qin Fang turned around and knew who was selling and who was buying?
So on the second turn, I chatted with an old man with gray hair,

"Do you collect ginseng?"

The old man Bai said with a smile, "Receive, it depends on the quality, how do you know that I collect medicinal materials?"

Qin Fang, "Because you have a medicinal fragrance on your body, you know that you are a person who dumps medicinal materials."

Mr. Bai suddenly realized, "I've been here for a few days, and you just say that, why is your ginseng good?"

Qin Fang pulled the old man to the corner, and then took out the box from the bag. First, there were younger ginseng, which could be seen clearly with the help of the flashlight.

"It's not bad! It's just that this ginseng is not too old, only about ten years old!" The old man felt that it was a pity that he finally came across a good one, and the age was not long enough.

"It's old." Qin Fang took out the innermost box, "This ginseng is about 50 years old. If you can take it, you can give me a real price!"

Mr. Bai didn't expect to have a windfall. Seeing that there is still a box in his bag, "Did you bring a total of three ginseng plants today?"

"Well, I found it by accident on the mountain." Qin Fang noticed that the bead chain on the old man's wrist was not an ordinary item, and it cost several thousand dollars in this era.

After several decades, there will be no millions that can't come down.

So this old man is a man of family background, even though he is dressed in ordinary clothes, he even wears a pair of cloth shoes on his feet.

There are a few people around who have been paying attention to this place, and those people should be the old man's bodyguards.

The identity of a person who can have a bodyguard in this era is definitely not simple.

If it was in the 90s, he might still know who this person is. Now he doesn't know anything, but these are not important. He just wants to sell the ginseng in his hand. The identity of the other party is out of his consideration Inside.

Old man Bai has always wanted to find some expensive medicinal materials that are relatively old, and wants to refine some pills for himself. As he gets older, his health is getting worse.

He still wants to see his grandson for a few more years, and there are too many unfulfilled wishes, so he wants to live.

"Let's compare it and see how much it costs?"

Old man Bai took out his sleeve, and stretched his hand in to signal him to do the same.

Qin Fang instantly understood and stretched his hand in.

Lin Qiaoqiao felt that this transaction method seemed to have been seen in TV dramas, and it was just to keep outsiders from knowing the price.

If several people want to buy this product at the same time, they can all raise their own reserve prices, which is the so-called high price.

After a while of communication.

The old man was defeated, "Okay, just do what you said 3000!"

"Thank you, old man!" Qin Fang knows that the price of ginseng is not low. If it is not in Jinghai, it is in an ordinary small county, and it is estimated that it will only cost a few hundred yuan, at most 1000 yuan.

"You're quite interesting, kid." Mr. Bai waved to the back while speaking.

Immediately a man in his 40s stepped forward and whispered something into his ear.

Soon the person left in a hurry, and when he came back again, he had a wad of money in his hand.

The transaction here is to pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other. After reaching a deal with each other, the transaction is considered complete.

The three boxes were handed over to the old man, Qin Fang got the money smoothly, counted it, and only gave it to Lin Qiaoqiao after there were no mistakes.

After receiving the money, Lin Qiaoqiao counted it again.The feeling of being rich is good and solid, and I feel a special sense of security in my heart.

Why is she a money fan who suffers from no money?
You will understand the importance of money when you only have a dollar left in your pocket and you have not settled for tomorrow's meal.

After confirming that it is correct, put the money in your pocket.

Mr. Bai thinks these two young people are cute,

"I hope we will have the opportunity to cooperate again next time."

"Then it depends on fate!" Qin Fang didn't intend to get too involved with such a character.

The ginseng was sold, and instead of leaving, they started shopping in the black market.

There are no antiques for sale here, so there is nothing to miss.

There are quite a few traffickers selling tickets, and I have already talked to five or six people along the way.After some discussion, they reached a deal with one of them.

I bought some grain, oil and cloth tickets, and spent more than 100 yuan when I changed hands. I feel that the money is really wasted.

But it's definitely not going to be cold this winter.

Just when they were about to leave, a group of people suddenly came, all with flashlights in their hands.

"Don't move, stay where you are, we have guns in our hands!"

"Whoever dares to move, this gun will not block the eye!"

Qin Fang frowned and immediately hugged Lin Qiaoqiao in his arms, then retreated to the corner of the wall.

Now at this time, let's see what happens.

I wondered if this group of people was robbing?

People who sell things here have seen big scenes, so they are very obedient and have no resistance.

A few people who came to buy things wanted to resist, and were beaten to the ground by those people. The scene looked very chaotic.

Lin Qiaoqiao involuntarily stretched her hand into the bag, where she put a dagger, which can be used for self-defense.

Guns and daggers are of course powerful guns, but if you don't fight, who knows who will win?

Old man Bai, the housekeeper and several bodyguards were forced to come over.

Seeing the young man who had traded before, he couldn't help saying, "It's important to save your life later, no matter what the other party wants, just hand it over."

Qin Fang, "Who are these people?"

Mr. Bai, "It's just some juniors!"

Soon five NO.60 people gathered around. They were all trapped here. The other party had a gun, and none of them dared to act rashly.

Soon the leader of the group appeared, a man wearing black-rimmed glasses.

Qin Fang quickly played back in his mind. It seems that this group of people also came here to trade, and they carried two large suitcases. What happened?
I just heard the dog leg next to that person say, "Be honest with me, my second master said, whoever gets the gold just hand it over, and forget it!"

"Gold?" Someone in the crowd exclaimed, and then his head was blocked. The muzzle forgave him and didn't dare to say another word.

Second Master Fang was very satisfied with his subordinate's ability to handle affairs. He thought that what was lost was the gold that had just been traded, and it just disappeared out of thin air right under his nose.

He trembled in fright, thinking that tens of thousands of dollars would be wasted like that, and he could only let his subordinates control all the people. As long as the people didn't leave, they would definitely be found.