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Chapter 109

The old man was startled, and then his face turned ugly. He stared at Tang Mingyu: "Mingyu, what is your motive for doing this?"

Tang Mingyu was a little panicked and said quickly: "Dad, don't listen to her nonsense. How could I do such a thing?"

Tang Ziyi sneered and said: "Grandpa, I asked Dr. Wu to treat you just now, but my uncle insisted on stopping me." After saying that, she took out her mobile phone and played the video to the old man.

The old man looked at it for a few times, then closed his eyes, sighed softly, and said: "Mingyu, the situation at that time, even if I die, you mother and son can still control the Tang family, why are you looking for the Yang family? Don't you know

, is this seeking skin from a tiger?"

Tang Mingyu lowered his head: "Dad, I act according to mom's wishes."

The old man narrowed his eyes: "Okay, you all can go out. Mr. Wu, I have something to ask you."

Everyone left the room except Wu Bei.

The old man looked at him with a serious expression: "Mr. Wu, how long can I live?"

Wu Bei: "Your health is fine for the time being, and you will have no problem living for another three to five years."

"Three to five years? That's not enough!" He sighed, with a sad look on his face.

Wu Beixin said that you are already in your teens, how many more years do you want to live?

The old man: "I want to live for another ten years so that I can arrange my affairs after my death. Is there any way, Mr. Wu? I can do it at any cost, no matter how much money I have!"

Wu Bei thought for a while and said, "There is a way. You can find a hundred-year-old wild ginseng, and I will help you prepare some prescriptions for recuperating your body. It should be fine."

"Thank you!" the old man said happily.

When Wu Bei walked out of the room, Tang Ziyi quickly grabbed him, came to the side and asked softly: "What did my grandfather say?"

Wu Bei explained the situation and said: "The old man is afraid of death."

Tang Ziyi pursed her lips and smiled: "He can't worry about the empire he conquered and the antiques worth hundreds of billions."

Wu Bei pondered slightly and suddenly said: "Your Tang family is in danger now, you have to be careful."

Just now, he saw two Qi realm masters beside Yang Zhenzhu. If he hadn't pretended to be a God realm master, those two would have taken action.

Of course, he was not afraid of taking action. Tathagata Shengang could easily beat them. However, he did not want to make enemies with others at will. He would not take action if he could.

At this time, the old man called Tang Ziyi in again. After more than ten minutes, she came out with a smile on her face.

She pulled Wu Bei, and the two of them left the house, and said with a smile: "Grandpa just told me to let me join the board of directors of the Tang Group to balance the power of the Yang family."

Wu Bei: "Is the Yang family very powerful in the Tang Group?"

Tang Ziyi nodded: "It's very big. Among the twelve directors, there are five with the surname Yang."

Wu Bei: "Then it's no wonder he is wary of the Yang family."

Tang Ziyi: "Grandpa said that he would leave the Yunding Art Collection Company under his name to me."

Wu Bei smiled and said: "Congratulations. This company must be an industry that the old man attaches great importance to."

Tang Ziyi nodded: "This investment company provides collection consulting for more than 3,000 top wealthy people in the country. Most of their collections are also stored with us, and the profits are considerable. It is the core industry of the Tang family."

Speaking of this, she and Wu Bei walked towards another building.

"Grandpa said that he has a lot of ginseng in his collection, so you can choose it yourself."

Wu Bei was stunned: "Collect ginseng?"

Tang Ziyi smiled and said: "Yes. My grandfather has a lot of things in his collection, including pipes, ebony, exotic flowers and herbs, as long as he likes them all. Look at this Yunding Villa, which covers an area of ​​300,000 acres.

After visiting dozens of collection halls, this is not enough. By the way, grandpa said, you can pick an extra ginseng and take it away later."

Wu Bei sighed: "You are so rich."

However, he was very curious about the grades of the ginseng in his collection.

When they came to a small green building, a security guard stood guard at the door. When they saw Tang Ziyi, they straightened up and saluted.

"Miss."

Tang Ziyi nodded: "My grandpa asked me to pick up things and open the door."

The security guard quickly opened the door and invited Tang Ziyi and Wu Bei in. Once inside, there was a long corridor with doors at regular intervals, and a guard stood in front of each door.

Arriving at a door, Tang Ziyi handed the guard a key and asked him to open the door. Once the door opened, there was a large warehouse inside, and a strong smell of medicinal materials wafted out.

Wu Bei sniffed and said in surprise: "There are a lot of old medicines here!"

Tang Ziyi smiled and said: "Of course, this is a medicine warehouse, and all the medicinal materials stored in it are collection-level medicinal materials."

The interior is a huge space covering an area of ​​more than a thousand square meters, with some shelves and some boxes placed on the shelves.

Wu Bei glanced around and saw Polygonum multiflorum, ginseng, deer antlers, Ganoderma lucidum, Cordyceps sinensis, etc., placed on different shelves in different categories.

He came to a shelf dedicated to storing ginseng. His eyes fell on a jade box. He opened the jade box and saw that there was a ginseng weighing four taels in weight inside, exuding a strange aroma.

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Wu Bei's eyes were fixed on the four small holes on the ginseng, and his heart was shaking. These small holes were as thin as the tip of a needle and difficult to see with the naked eye, but they were an important symbol for identifying the grade of ginseng.

In the eyes of medical practitioners like him, there are good and bad ginsengs. The bad ginseng is generally less than two to three hundred years old. The good ginseng is generally more than three hundred years old, or even thousands of years old.

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The highest grade ginseng is the fifth grade, jokingly called the ginseng prefecture; the higher grades are the fourth grade ginseng magistrate, the third grade ginseng censor, the second grade ginseng governor, the first grade ginseng prime minister, and the super grade ginseng king.

The ginseng in Wu Bei's hand has four "ginseng eyes" on it, commonly known as the "ginseng top band", which means it is a second-grade ginseng governor!

The age of a governor-general is generally not less than nine hundred years old! If there are five "eyes of ginseng", he is a first-grade ginseng prime minister, usually more than a thousand years old.

He smiled and said: "The old man wants me to pick one and take it with me?"

Tang Ziyi nodded: "Yes, you're welcome, take a few more."

Wu Bei: "I want this one."

After picking out his own, he found a fourth-grade Ginsengzhifu to use in brewing medicine for Mr. Tang.

Before leaving, he took another look at the pharmacy and found a few very good medicines, so he kept them in his mind. If he needed them one day, he could ask the Tang family for them.

Coming out of the warehouse, he asked: "It's a lot of investment to collect so many medicinal materials, right?"

Tang Ziyi nodded: "In the past few decades, there have been gains and losses, and there are no specific statistics. I have made an estimate that the medicinal materials in this warehouse increase in value by an average of about 15% per year."

Wu Bei was slightly surprised. So, the value of medicinal materials can triple every ten years! It seems that the Tang family's collection vision is really not simple.

Tang Ziyi: "Remember the jade we bought last time? Most of them were collected by my grandfather. He said that in ten years, the price of those jade will increase at least four times."

Wu Bei gave a thumbs up: "The old man is very powerful!"

They walked back and were only halfway through when they heard a fierce quarrel coming from the house, mixed with the voices of Tang Minghui and Tang Mingyu.

Tang Ziyi was taken aback, and she and Wu Bei quickened their pace and rushed to the house.
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