Song Qingci told her everything about Jiang Daochuan's visit, and finally said: "Sister Shuang, if you really plan to develop a second center in Jiangzhou, you can still meet Jiang Daochuan. Of course, there is no It’s so necessary.”
"Jiang family and Ning family?"
Song Wanshuang muttered and shook her head: "You can judge this little thing yourself. If you think it's valuable, it's okay if I take the time to show up."
"Okay, I know Sister Shuang, I will give you news in the next two days."
After saying that, the two chatted about home affairs for a while. After hanging up, Song Wanshuang looked in the direction of Jiangzhou in the west.
Song Qingci went to Jiangzhou with her arrangements.
Further west from Jiangzhou, deep in the mountains along the river, is the place where her child died. Song Wanshuang hopes to build a house there so that she can miss her son after living there.
"By the way, the beauty is also in Jiangzhou."
Song Wanshuang smiled: "We haven't seen each other for a long time."
Under the same sky, Shen Hongyan didn't know that her best friend was thinking of her while she was eating.
I was still a little angry.
Grandpa said that she would have to drive Yang Bei back after dinner.
Be respectful and smile——
Look at Yang Bei's face, how can she smile?
"But although his character is a bit poor, his medical skills are really good."
When she picked up the porridge and took a sip, Shen Hongyan could see the reflection in the porridge surface, her face was very smooth: "God is so blind, giving such good medical skills to such a person."
No matter how reluctant she is, she has to listen to the old man's words.
At around eight o'clock in the evening, she sent Yang Bei back to Nanshan Medical Center.
After getting off the car, Yang Bei yawned and shouted: "Yue Lian, I'm back."
Chu Yuelian was on duty tonight. She came out to greet her with a smile, and greeted Shen Hongyan politely: "Miss Shen, thank you for sending him back so late. Come down for a cup of tea?"
That tone was as if Yang Bei belonged to their family.
Shen Hongyan is an outsider.
Shen Hongyan didn't notice this, she just felt a little uncomfortable, but out of politeness she smiled and shook her head: "Forget about tea, it's getting late..."
Before she finished speaking, Yang Bei said calmly: "It's a waste to treat her to tea. This woman is so angry that no amount of good tea can quench her."
"you!"
We all got out of the car, and this bastard was still angry with me.
Shen Hongyan picked up the half-drinked mineral water bottle and threw it at Yang Bei's head.
Yang Bei was unprepared and was hit with pain. He turned around and cursed: "Damn, you're repaying kindness with enmity!"
Shen Hongyan ignored him at all and stepped on the accelerator, leaving him only a burst of dust.
Yang Bei choked and coughed twice, his eyes twitched and he said: "Crazy."
Chu Yuelian looked at him a little thoughtfully.
There is a saying that if you don't sleep for one night, you won't be able to wake up for ten nights. After Yang Bei lay down, he didn't open his eyes until seven o'clock the next day, which was already past his training time.
After breakfast, Yang Bei went out to visit the morning market as usual.
When he is not on duty, he will come out to see if he can "miss" a few good plants.
However, Sunflower Grass does not appear every day. It would be good to have that kind of luck once in a lifetime. In the past week or so, Yang Bei has not harvested anything.
But I'm lucky today.
When passing by a small street stall owned by Shu people, I stopped.
The Shu people wear the classic clothes of Sichuan and Shu people, linen clothes and rubber-soled shoes. They are in their forties and lean.
Carrying a pole and placing it on the ground is like setting up a street stall, which takes up less than one meter.
He was sitting on the curb behind him, eating huoshao and devouring it.
The sun shone on his dark face, causing beads of sweat to appear.
"Uncle, this is the first time we meet."
Yang Bei stopped and chatted while picking through two baskets of medicinal materials.
Uncle also put down the fire and chatted with him. Street stalls are like this. If we talk more, if we get to know each other better, the price will be easier to negotiate.
After chatting for a while, Yang Bei found out that this uncle came from southwest Sichuan and made a living by collecting herbs there.
His daughter was married and recently became pregnant, so he and his wife came over to take care of her.
He had nothing to do, so he took some inventory from his hometown and sold it.
There are indeed a lot of good things in these stocks, including thin and scary dried venomous snakes, as well as some snake skins, snake gallbladders, cantharides, dried leeches, etc.
There are many plant and medicinal materials on the street stalls here.
There are few such animal medicinal materials.
Especially among the medicinal materials he displayed, many were highly poisonous when alive, and their capture required facing huge dangers.
Take the slender bungar snake, for example, it is the most venomous snake in the world.
In China, the bungara snake ranks first among the most venomous creatures.
This man also lives his life risking his life.
Yang Bei looked at the dried snakes and was quite surprised. However, these medicinal materials were not uncommon in the market. His last eyes were on the pairs of corners in another basket.
The light transmittance of the corner is good, and the surface is like a ring, with bulges around it.
There were some leaves wrapped around it, and there were also some messy bones to match. While Yang Bei was chatting with the man, several people passed by and were very interested in it. After asking about the price, they all left.
Too expensive.
The man was still a little dissatisfied: "Don't buy it if it's too expensive. These people just don't know how good things are."
"Even if you know it's a naughty thing, your pair of horns are still expensive for one hundred grams."
Yang Bei shrugged and said.
The man pouted: "You are still an expert, why don't you understand? These are antelope horns, a rare thing. Outside, they are the same price as gold. I have one hundred per gram. How expensive is it? Now antelope horns are
Protecting animals is something passed down from our ancestors."
Antelope is very expensive, but it is the best liver medicine.
Nowadays, antelopes are an extremely endangered species, and hunting is strictly prohibited by the country. Anyone who dares to poach will be put in jail.
Therefore, antelope horns are extremely rare among the people, especially on street stalls.
Yang Bei picked it up, weighed it for a while, put it on the scale, then picked out a few scattered bones from the frame, weighed them in his hand, and said, "I bought the opposite corner, thirty-one grams."
, but you have to put these bones together."
The man's expression changed: "Brother, this is an antelope horn, thirty-one grams. Where can you sell it?"
"You are lying."
Yang Bei rolled his eyes and lowered his voice: "Brother, do you want me to expose you? The hole in the antelope horn is called the Eye of Babel, which goes straight to the tip of the horn. Even though it is not cut, I can tell that your Eye of Babel is simply a blockage.
Yes. You are just a goat’s horn at best, it’s just of good quality.”
Saying that, Yang Bei picked it up, pointed it at the sun, and raised his chin at the man: "Do you want me to continue talking?"
The man's dark face changed, and the good expression before was gone: "Okay, okay, thirty is thirty."
"These bones must be spared."
"what ever."
The man knew he had met an expert, and he made a lot of money selling these goat horns for thirty cents. Yang Bei bought them at a loss, probably because he wanted to display them in the store to fool others into thinking they were antelope horns.
It's like an antique seller who collects counterfeit coins from others, makes them look like real coins, and then sells them to others.
"Looking at your young age, how can you be so cunning?"
The man weighed the horns and wrapped them together with the bones. Yang Bei shrugged, took the money, put it away, and left quietly.
But not long after he walked out, a fiery look flashed in his eyes.
Goat horns are not worth thirty-one grams.
But the value of these bones: the best dragon bones are ten times more valuable than gold!