"Your ancient Miao dialect is very standard, and some of the pronunciations are even different from other Miao people, but pure ancient witch pronunciation..." Miao Qing looked at Tang Ming with some doubts.
"I guess it's because I'm gifted."
Tang Ming smiled and continued walking forward without further explanation.
During this period, he found that there were also some Han Chinese in the market. Although the number was small, they did exist.
"There is a market for herbal medicines in Miao territory, and many people outside have also discovered this business opportunity, but they cannot come in on a large scale. Either only a few high-level officials come to inspect, or Miao people are chosen to be the middlemen."
"There are many Miao people in Jiangtai County who come here specifically to buy medicinal materials and then sell them."
Chu Shanming explained: "As far as I know, there are several large groups that have established strongholds here, which are in cooperation with local clans, but they have not publicized them to the outside world. They also use Miao middlemen in Wumen Town.
Come take care of it."
Tang Ming nodded.
He was not surprised, on the contrary, this was normal.
The market is keen. Miaojiang has such a large market, it is impossible not to be discovered. If no one comes, it will be called an abnormality.
Tang Ming asked: "Is it really impossible for Han people to open a channel business here?"
"As you saw just now, some old stubborns are wary of us."
Chu Shanming smiled bitterly: "This is just Wumen Town. If you continue to go deeper into the mountains, there will be more of this kind of situation."
"All right."
Tang Ming shrugged helplessly and continued to browse the market.
During this period, he also purchased a lot of medicinal materials, which are very rare outside. No matter the variety or year, they are much better than the outside world.
With Miao Qing, the ancient witch monk, around, he didn't encounter anything difficult.
At this time.
Tang Ming suddenly stopped in front of a stall and looked at several dark black fruits that were shaped like walnuts on the stall.
"Blood Lotus Fruit!"
Tang Ming was shocked.
The blood lotus fruit is a very rare elixir. When combined with other auxiliary medicines, a strange medicine called the 'Blood Soul Return Pill' can be made. This medicine can improve the purity of the soul and has endless wonderful uses.
Moreover, looking at the red and black blood lotus fruit, its medicinal properties must be at least two hundred years old.
It is a well-deserved excellent elixir! Tang Ming did not expect that he would see such rare elixirs when he first came to Miao territory and even before he entered the depths of Miao territory.
"How to sell this thing?"
Tang Ming squatted down and picked up another wild ginseng next to him and asked.
In front of the stall was a dark-skinned, honest-looking man. After hearing this, he said, "Twenty-year-old wild ginseng is priced at 800,000 yuan."
"Eight hundred thousand?"
Tang Ming raised his eyebrows: "The price is a bit high."
Pure wild ginseng has a five-year age range. The medicinal properties of wild ginseng within five years have not yet been perfected, so they are not very valuable. However, the price of wild ginseng that is more than five years old can increase several times with each year.
But this wild ginseng is only twenty years old and not very big.
The market price is only three to four hundred thousand at most.
The man doubled his words as soon as he opened his mouth.
But he also seemed to know that he had made a quotation, and his face turned red: "Boss, I know that the price is a bit high, but, but...but I am in urgent need of money, and this is the only thing in my house that is valuable."
"Boss, for eight hundred thousand, I can give you everything in my stall."
"I can also sign a contract of sale for you. My ancestors have been herb collectors for generations. I can help you collect herbs for the rest of my life..." said the end.
He seemed a little embarrassed, his face was red, and he couldn't even speak.
Many vendors nearby heard this and burst into laughter.
"You're still selling yourself off, Old Ma Tou. Isn't it embarrassing for you to say this?"
"Even though he is an ancient Miao after all, he actually wants to sign a deed of betrayal with an outsider and pass it back. Don't you people in Majiazhai find it embarrassing?"
"Speaking of which, Lao Ma Tou, didn't your son go out to explore the world? Why hasn't he come back yet?"
"Haha, my good son, Lao Ma Tou, is probably fascinated by the colorful world outside and doesn't want to come back."
"Tsk, tsk, Lao Ma Tou used to be a real person, but now a wild ginseng plant costs 800,000 yuan, so he's not afraid of being poked in the spine."
"..." Listening to the mocking sounds around him.
The middle-aged man named Lao Ma Tou clenched his fists, but did not have an attack. He just lowered his head silently and endured the cynicism of the people around him.
Sudden.
"Eight hundred thousand, right? I want it."
Tang Ming smiled and said: "Everything in this stall belongs to me. At the same time, you have to help me collect medicines. I will pay you accordingly according to your ability. How about that?"
Huh! Old Ma Tou suddenly raised his head, somewhat doubting that he had heard wrongly.
Not only him, but also the people in other stalls around him looked at Tang Ming with astonishment on their faces as if they were looking at a fool.
Miao Qing hesitated for a while and said, "Mr. Tang, these things are not worth 800,000."
"It doesn't matter."
Tang Ming smiled and shook his head, then looked at Lao Ma Tou: "Do you want cash or bank transfer? If it's cash, you may have to wait a while."
Lao Ma Tou said weakly: "I, I have a bank card..." Tang Ming nodded: "Okay, tell me your bank number and name, and I will transfer the money to you now."
The old man was stunned for a moment, then he opened his old and tattered clothes, took out a small book from his inner pocket, and opened one of the pages, with a series of numbers written on it.
Tang Ming entered according to the number.
"Um?"
Tang Ming said in surprise: "The account holder of this bank card is not you, and the name doesn't match up. Isn't your name Ma Zhong, but the account holder of this bank card is named Ma Zhengfei."
Lao Ma Tou nodded quickly: "This is it. This is my son's bank card number. My son's name is Ma Zhengfei."
"This..." Tang Ming hesitated.
After all, he had also heard the cynicism of the people next to him just now. It seemed that Lao Ma Tou's son had gone out and did not come back. Now that the 800,000 yuan had been called, wouldn't Lao Ma Tou not receive a dime?
"Boss, don't listen to those people's nonsense."
Lao Ma Tou hurriedly said: "My son didn't abandon me, but he... he had a car accident while he was studying outside. He is still lying in the hospital and is in urgent need of medical expenses."
"I've borrowed all the money I could borrow from the village, but it's still not enough money..." said the last part.
The old horse head looked gloomy and had a sad look on his face.
Tang Ming asked: "How much money is left?"
"I don't know very well, but the doctor said that Zheng Fei's injury is quite complicated. He has damaged his nervous system. Even after the operation, he will not be able to walk. In addition, he will continue to be hospitalized and nursed back to health... It will cost almost one million."
Old Ma Tou sighed: "We have no choice but to bring him back after the operation. At least we can save his life."
Tang Ming nodded and started operating on his phone.
A few minutes later.
The phone vibrated with a text message.
"Brother Ma, I transferred 1.5 million to my bank card."
Tang Ming handed over his mobile phone, which showed a successful transfer page: "Check your bank card information. If you are not sure, there is a bank in Jiangtai County and we can check it."
One and a half million! Lao Ma Tou was shocked and said with some confusion: "Boss, didn't we agree on eight hundred thousand?"
"It's true that it's 800,000 yuan, but you said you wanted to help me pick the medicine. This is considered as a reward for you in advance."
Tang Ming said with a smile: "You said at first that you borrowed a lot of money from the village. When the time comes, you can treat your son's injury and pay off the foreign debt."
1.8 million.
In fact, this price is not fair. After all, there are three blood lotus fruits here. In terms of true value, they are worth at least more than 8 million.
Tang Ming didn't want to trick anyone.
But the market is complicated. When he paid for the medicine just now, he found that there were several people with evil intentions following him quietly.
He is not afraid of these people.
But I was afraid that giving more than 8 million to Lao Ma Tou would cause misfortune to Lao Ma Tou.
More than eight million.
Enough for many desperadoes to take risks.
Tang Ming will give more than eight million yuan to Lao Ma Tou later. He is not short of money, only rare medicinal materials.
And it just so happened that Lao Ma Tou was an extremely good herbal collector.