Chapter 187 It is said that there are also leaks in medicinal materials
The opening ceremony was grand and boring.
First, the organizer, the leader of Tengchong City, came on stage to speak. As Hua Mingming guessed, the person who accompanied Lord Yao in was the leader of Tengchong.
Immediately afterwards, leaders from the drug regulatory department, the industrial and commercial department, and major associations related to traditional Chinese medicine and traditional Chinese medicinal materials came on stage to show off their presence.
Of course, the applause below was very warm, but many people were already drowsy after watching it. It is easy to fall asleep in the summer, not to mention that the people who came were not here for the speeches of these leaders.
The situation changed until Lord Yao appeared.
When Lord Yao stood up, the audience burst into applause, and many people's expressions became excited. Even if the host signaled everyone to be quiet, they could not stop everyone's enthusiasm.
"This is too scary. It feels like these people are blindly worshiped. Is that the case?"
Hua Mingming was a little incomprehensible when he heard the shouts and crazy applause of the people around him, but as soon as he said these words, he was sprayed by a man in his fifties next to him.
"You know what, Lord Yao has a life-saving grace for those of us who grow medicinal herbs. If it hadn't been for Lord Yao's prescription, the herbs grown in my family would have almost rotted, and the family would have no choice but to commit suicide.
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The man was very excited. It was obvious that he was the beneficiary of those twenty prescriptions. Lord Medicine was the savior of his family. How could he not be angry when he heard Hua Mingming's words?
Hua Mingming shrank his neck and did not dare to refute, because he saw that the man was already rolling up his sleeves in excitement. If he said anything more, the man might be punched.
Silence is the best way to protect yourself.
The speech given by the King of Medicine was very simple, just a few words, but it attracted a lot of applause, especially the sentence that he wished the market of Chinese medicinal materials would get better and better, and that everyone’s life would get better and better.
When the top leader in Tengchong said this, everyone knew that it was a political achievement, and so did the leaders of those departments and associations. But only the Prince of Medicine, everyone knew that he had no selfish motives. He really hoped that the Chinese medicinal materials market would get better and better.
The opening ceremony lasted for an hour, and finally the leaders and Prince Yao cut the ribbon to announce the official start of this exchange conference.
The big guys have all dispersed, but for many medicinal dealers who came to participate, they are the protagonists next.
The suppliers and growers of medicinal materials who had arrived early had filled their respective exhibition halls with medicinal materials, and the entire exhibition city was filled with a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine.
"Let's go, let's go to the major exhibition halls."
The opening ceremony was over, and the group of people dispersed, and went to various exhibition halls in the exhibition city. The whole exhibition hall was very large, with seventy or eighty exhibition halls, and it was very lively with people coming and going.
"Cordyceps sinensis, Ganoderma lucidum, top-quality deer antlers, they are all good stuff."
Fang Ming and Hua Mingming were also wandering in the crowd. The difference was that Fang Ming only looked at the medicinal materials to buy. Although these medicinal materials were all needed for his medicinal bath, it was not impossible to find them. These medicinal materials could be purchased through Guangniantang.
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"In fact, the first three days were mostly for individual customers, locals or local tourists who came to buy. Large-scale buyers like ours in Guangniantang have agreed, and the goods will be inspected and completed in the next few days."
Sun Limin introduced at the side, but Fang Ming's attention was attracted to the outside of the corridor on the left side of the exhibition hall, because many people were walking towards the outside of the corridor, as if there was something more lively there.
"Mr. Fang is interested in that area. It is a blind medicine area. In fact, to put it bluntly, it is similar to those street stalls in the antique city. There are good medicinal materials but also shoddy medicinal materials. To put it bluntly, it all depends on eyesight, and buying and selling
Once the transaction is done by both parties, it cannot be returned."
Sun Limin glanced at the left side of the corridor. This form of trading has actually emerged in recent years. It was modeled on the model of the antique city by these medicinal merchants.
"It is actually difficult for ordinary people to understand why medicinal materials are traded in this way. In fact, the reason is very simple, because even the sellers themselves cannot tell the age of many medicinal materials. Some are lucky enough to be dug up in the mountains, and some are left behind by ancestors, so
Just put it here and sell it. If it's expensive, you'll make a profit, and if it's cheap, you'll recognize it."
"Of course, this trading method was very popular at first, because everyone enjoyed the fun of picking up antiques, and no matter what, these medicinal materials are still medicinal materials. At most, there is a difference in the efficacy, not like antiques.
Buy a worthless fake and go back."
After hearing Sun Limin's introduction, Fang Ming showed interest on his face, and Hua Mingming on the side was even more excited. He did not expect that in addition to antiques, the Chinese medicinal materials market also had this kind of trading method.
"Fang Ming, let's go over and take a look. We might be able to pick up ginseng that's hundreds of years old, and we'll give away Ganoderma lucidum and the like."
Fang Ming smiled, the probability of buying century-old ginseng in the traditional Chinese medicine market was lower than the probability of buying Qianlong's blue and white porcelain in the antique city.
After all, as Chinese medicinal materials grow older, their shapes have some basic characteristics, but to be honest, he is somewhat interested, so it doesn't hurt to take a look.
Sun Limin led Fang Ming and Hua Mingming towards the outside of the exhibition hall, while Ling Chuchu and Yu Haiyang went to the exhibition halls of familiar medicinal suppliers.
"Come, come, come, the wild mountain ginseng has just been unearthed, it is more than 20 years old, don't miss it."
"The Ganoderma lucidum left by our ancestors is at least fifty years old. Although only half of it is left, the medicinal effect is amazing. If you want to buy it, come and take a look."
As soon as he arrived at this area, Fang Ming felt that it was no different from coming to a vegetable market. There were all kinds of shouts and everyone was spreading a layer of cloth on the ground, and then it was filled with medicinal materials.
Of course, there are also some small medicinal material growers here. They cannot afford booths in the exhibition halls inside, so they can only set up stalls here. Some buyers will also come here to purchase because the prices will be much cheaper.
"Damn, this ginseng has so many strands, it must be at least hundreds of years old." Hua Mingming pointed to a ginseng in front of a stall and said with a shocked expression.
"The boss has good eyesight, and he knows what he is doing at first glance, but this ginseng is not over a hundred years old, that is, eighty years old."
Hearing the merchant's answer, Hua Mingming was stunned. There are still such honest merchants these days. Which seller nowadays doesn't praise his own goods desperately, how can he still belittle them?
"Well, eighty years is about the same. How much does your ginseng cost?"
"The one that is more than a hundred years old will cost at least more than one million. I have to ask for six hundred thousand for the one that is eighty years old. If I buy it sincerely, the price will be six hundred thousand."
"Six hundred thousand in the 1980s is a fair price. Fang Ming... why are you leaving?"
Hua Mingming suddenly found that Fang Ming beside him had left at some point, and Sun Limin looked at Hua Mingming with a strange look.
He really wanted to tell Mr. Hua in front of him that it was not his boss who was sincere, but that you suddenly added ten times the life of this ginseng root, which made his boss feel that he could no longer blow it.
If you say that a ginseng that is no more than seventy or eight years old is worth more than a hundred years, even if he were the boss, he would not dare to accept it. He is not so thick-skinned.
Anyone who knows a little bit about ginseng can tell that this is not a wild ginseng at all, but a cultivated garden ginseng. Only garden ginseng has so many roots. The roots of wild ginseng are sparse.
Slender.
In addition, the more the ginseng has, the older it is. The ginseng absorbs nutrients through the ginseng. The older the ginseng is, the longer it will rot in the ground. Although it will grow back, it will only grow on top of the original ginseng.
, there will be a pearl-like point there, so the older the ginseng is, the fewer the ginseng whiskers will be.
Fang Ming walked away alone because he felt that if he stayed with Hua Mingming any longer, his IQ might drop. The boss would probably sell the ginseng for a few more years for hundreds or thousands of dollars at most, but Hua Mingming was better.
The boss was completely confused. Compared to Ginseng, he was more suitable for the name Bangchui.
However, with Sun Limin here, Fang Ming is not afraid that Hua Mingming will be deceived and suffer losses. As the manager of Guangniantang here, Sun Limin still has some eyesight in identifying medicinal materials.
Searching the stalls on both sides, Fang Ming had a look of disappointment on his face. Although there were many medicinal materials in these stalls that were quite good, the prices were also very considerable, and there was no possibility of missing out.
Fang Ming had a look of self-deprecation on his face. Thinking about it, what you buy never sells well. There are so many mistakes to be made in this world.
Just when Fang Ming was about to leave, his eyes were suddenly attracted by a stall. It was a stall set up by a middle-aged man. There were several pieces of wood and some medicinal herbs on the stall. In addition, there were some branches of medicinal materials.
At first glance, there is no difference between it and the ones on other street stalls.
Of course, there are no precious medicinal materials on this stall, so no one comes to take a closer look. Most of them just glance at it and leave.
"Uncle, did you pick these medicinal materials yourself?" Fang Ming squatted down and asked with a smile.
"Yes, I picked them all. Some of them I picked before, and some of them were picked in the mountains this week. I heard that there is a medicinal materials exhibition here, so I came here."
The man had nothing to hide. It was obvious that he was not specialized in the medicinal herb business. He was just close to the mountains. He knew some herbs and picked them and brought them over to sell.
"Little Blood Vine, Black Blood Vine, Golden Retriever Dog, Mai Ma Vine, Plum Blossom Vine, Ox Hoof, Flat Vine, River Crossing Dragon, Diamond Vine, Red Salvia..."
Fang Ming was rummaging through these medicinal materials while chatting with the man. None of these medicinal materials were expensive. The prices ranged from a few yuan to dozens or hundreds of yuan per catty. Even if all the medicinal materials in the stall were sold, they would only cost a few thousand yuan.
It's just money.
"Boss, we still have a lot of medicinal materials like this. You can order them if you need them."
Obviously, this is the reason why this man came here to sell medicinal materials. He wanted to find a medicinal material buyer to buy in large quantities.
Fang Ming smiled slightly. He was not a buyer of medicinal materials, but Guangniantang needed it. If possible, he could set up a line, but only if he got what he wanted.
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