? To identify the age of ginseng, it mainly depends on the size of the reed bowl. To put it bluntly, it is the sunken marks on the rhizome. The reed bowl is similar to the annual rings on the trunk. Generally, one circle refers to a year. If there are hundreds of rings,
, that is a valuable century-old ginseng, the price can be more than one million.
With his many years of experience in identifying medicinal materials, the thin old man could tell at a glance that what lay in the dark jade box was an authentic old ginseng king that was at least three hundred years old. The value of this thing could be measured by ten thousand gold a year. If it was five hundred years old,
The price of Laoshan ginseng is at least ten times higher, and it is not surprising that it is worth tens of millions.
Such a piece of top-quality ginseng means an astonishing wealth. The thin old man's heart couldn't help but beat faster, and there was a hint of splendor in his eyes.
"Young man, this ginseng cannot be identified with the naked eye. If possible, I would like to take it into the inner hall and use a special instrument to test the age. What do you think?"
The thin old man suppressed the excitement in his heart, said calmly, and reached out to grab the ink jade box in front of him.
Xu Qing suddenly stretched out his palm to close the lid of the box and whispered: "Can I go in and watch you identify it?"
The thin old man was the second shopkeeper of this Ci'en Hall, his name was Wen Xiuyuan. Seeing this ginseng king in the hands of a young man who didn't know how to do it, he couldn't help but feel greedy.
What a windfall! This is a good thing that can be resold for more than a million. There is no reason why Wen Xiuyuan should not take the wealth that is delivered to his door. He originally wanted to use the opportunity of going to the inner hall for appraisal to play a trick of stealing and exchanging pillars, but no
Thinking that this young man actually asked to go in and watch, he rolled his eyes and came up with an excuse.
"No one is allowed to enter the inner hall. If you don't believe in the old man's ability to identify medicinal materials, you can take it back, but the identification fee cannot be refunded."
Sure enough, when the matter of the appraisal fee was mentioned, the young man's face changed slightly, showing a trace of hesitation. Wen Xiuyuan felt a little proud, and the corners of his mouth inadvertently lifted up, showing a sly look.
It was this small movement that aroused Xu Qing's vigilance. He reached out and grabbed the box and put it in his shopping bag. He said calmly: "Forget it, I won't do the appraisal. I will buy an old hen and stew it with the ginseng later."
Let’s go have some soup.” After saying that, he turned around and left.
Now it was Wen Xiuyuan's turn to be stunned. Seeing that millions of ginseng kings were about to leave him, the old man finally became anxious and stretched out his skinny palm to pull Xu Qing's clothes away. However, there was a counter in the middle.
I caught everything and could only watch people walk out of the store.
Wen Xiuyuan was like an angry old monkey. He was so anxious that he scratched his head and ears. In vain, a stern look flashed in his eyes. He took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed a number. He trotted out of the counter and followed Xu Qing while looking at his back.
Xu Qing had long expected that the old man selling medicine would not give up easily. At the same time, it also proved that the ginseng in the box was extremely precious, because only something of great value can arouse greed in people's hearts and make them take risks at all costs.
"Appraisal, it seems that there is no need for it anymore. It seems that the fifty yuan is not in vain." Xu Qing muttered with a smile and strolled into a small market on the roadside.
I bought two cans of Red Bull from the city, opened one and drank it, and put the other into my shopping bag. I walked out of the market and deliberately glanced left and right, only to see a gray-headed man standing on the corner not far behind me.
Shrank back.
"Good guy, I want to see what you are doing today." Xu Qing secretly laughed in his heart, raised his neck and took a sip of Red Bull, hooked the bag with his thumb and put it on his shoulder, whistling as he walked into a street
Alley.
This alley is relatively remote, with some old houses on both sides. There are undoubtedly many fewer people passing by than on the street. Xu Qing deliberately slowed down, not to let the old man following behind lose him.
good.
Dudu... Two heavy-duty motorcycles suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley. Xu Qing stopped, tilted his head and squinted at the riders on the motorcycle. The burly man on the left looked familiar, and he tried to remember
It took me a moment to remember the identity of the other party. Isn't this the Northeastern guy who was targeted by Tang Guobin at the outdoor barbecue stall that night?
At this time, there was also an engine roar behind me. When I turned around, I saw a dark red light motorcycle speeding towards me. The rider on the car was wearing a helmet, and a guy wearing a helmet was sitting in the back seat. When the car rushed towards me,
When Xu Qing was beside him, the guy in the back seat reached out in vain to grab the shopping bag on his shoulder.
Xu Qing, who had been alert for a long time, naturally would not let him succeed. He ducked past the grasping palm, hooked the opponent's neck with his arms and pulled him back.
Plop! The guy in the back seat was hit hard on the ground. The motorcycle's center of gravity was unstable and it turned sideways and rolled over in the middle of the alley.
Xu Qing was too lazy to pay attention to the two people lying on the ground, and leaned sideways against the alley wall. Wen Xiuyuan, who was poking his head at the intersection, was so angry that his plan that he thought was perfect was ruined again. He was just about to signal to the two men behind him.
, but saw that hateful boy taking out his mobile phone and making a call, and then shouted at the top of his lungs: "Hey, Yao Yao Ling? I was robbed in the alley south of Beizheng Street..."
The Northeast guy who was about to rush forward heard the other party calling the police, cursed in a low voice, turned the car around and drove away. Even the two guys who had fallen on the ground struggled to get up, holding up the car as if it was flying.
Escaped, one guy ran away in such a hurry that he even dropped his wallet on the ground.
Xu Qingshi stepped forward and picked up the wallet, opened it and took a look, then took out a small stack of banknotes and put it directly into his pocket, threw the wallet away, and strode towards the entrance of the alley.
The two men following Wen Xiuyuan looked at each other in confusion. Who the hell did they meet? They were more professional than our brothers in picking out wallets.
Go ahead and stop him. They have already called the police, and his boss is already out of the way. These two lookout guys don’t have the guts at all. They can only watch the kid swaying further and further away. Unwilling to give up, Wen Xiuyuan gritted his teeth and said.
: "Follow me and look for an opportunity to get the things back."
The two gangsters came to their senses as if they had just woken up from a dream, and followed him. Unexpectedly, as soon as they left the alley, they could no longer find the figure of the boy, and they could only stare at each other.
In fact, Xu Qing didn't call the police at all just now. He just took out his phone and pretended to scare them. Wasn't this for the sake of robbery, lest they lose their arms?
At this time, Xu Qing was sitting in a taxi leisurely drinking Red Bull. The taste of orange juice was sour and sweet and very refreshing. The taxi driver in front was also a little puzzled. It was obviously less than a few hundred meters away.