Zhang Cong suddenly seemed to remember something. What if he had to give these pears to Zhang Xiaohua and let these pests eat them? Besides, he spent half a bottle of spiritual liquid to cultivate these pears, which have the effect of cleaning the marrow.
, the degree of cherishment of this pear is naturally self-evident.
In a hurry, he picked up a broom and rushed towards the tree. Mosquitoes were flying in a flash, but some bees and butterflies turned around and came back after being beaten away. Thousands of flying insects were densely packed in the darkness.
There were many people on the tree, almost inexhaustible, and Zhang Cong gave up for a while.
"Xiao Cong, have you put honey on this book? Why are these flying insects so weird?"
The second aunt and others have never seen such a strange sight in all their lives. "How come your pear tree has already started to bear fruit in just a few months?"
Several villagers in the yard were also talking about it. Zhang Cong didn't know how to answer for a while, and finally had to say that he didn't know either.
How could I tell them Xiao Bai Ping's secret?
He naturally knows the reason why a common man is innocent and possessing a jade is a crime.
After another half an hour, the mosquitoes finally stopped after eating and drinking. A few bees, their bellies bulging after eating, lay on the ground unable to fly and kept rolling. When all the mosquitoes faded away,
Zhang Cong looked at the pear tree that was originally full of flowers and leaves, but now it was bare with only branches and trunks, and even some leaves and other beasts were not spared.
For a moment, not to mention how distressed I was.
After all the mosquitoes flew away, the villagers in the yard also dispersed. For a while, the story of Zhang Cong's pear tree blooming and attracting flying insects spread in the village. After everyone left, Zhang Cong returned to the house.
He leaned over and took out a small white bottle from under the pillow, opened it, swung it twice, and absorbed the essence of the moon. There were already about a dozen drops of spiritual liquid in the small white bottle. He had only put it under the moon for more than half an hour yesterday. According to the
Judging from this speed, if you leave this bottle under the moonlight for a night, you can probably collect about half of the bottle.
Thinking of this, he felt less distressed when looking at the bare pear trees. After all, he never thought that it was not only himself who liked to eat pears, but also these flying insects.
These flying insects also know that pears are delicious, which shows how precious these pears are.
Turning to look at the Ganoderma lucidum in the room, he thought it was a good thing that these flying insects did not eat Ganoderma lucidum, otherwise the two hundred years of Ganoderma lucidum would have been in trouble. He found a baggage, wrapped the Ganoderma lucidum layer by layer, and planned to get it.
Go to town to change money.
He estimated that even if the Ganoderma lucidum could not be sold for one hundred taels, it would not be a problem to sell it for thirty or fifty taels. This was still not a small amount. With this money, he could flip the old house and buy a carriage.
With the remaining money, I bought a few pieces of fine silk and gave Zhang Xiaohua a betrothal gift in a grand manner.
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Heilong Town is a large town with a radius of hundreds of miles. Due to the terrain, it is surrounded by mountains. The villagers who have lived here for generations have built villages along the mountains. Looking from the top of the mountain, these villages are connected like a winding road.
There is a twisting black dragon, so it is named Black Dragon Town.
The most lively thing in the town is a three-mile-long street from Nantong to the north. Both sides of the street are very lively. There are countless inns, boxing gyms, brothels, and restaurants. Even some vendors who set up stalls will be on the street on important days.
Grab a spot and set up a stall.
This time, Zhang Cong went straight to the Herbal Hall.
Herbal Medicine Hall is the largest pharmacy in the town, and all the medical clinics in the ten miles and eight villages get their medicines from here. This pharmacy alone has three floors, and the selection of herbal medicines here is also extremely strict, like Zhang Cong who usually picks medicines in the back mountains.
Some of the medicinal materials are simply not considered by the Herbal Medicine Hall.
The herbs here are of high quality and expensive, but they are recognized by everyone in Black Dragon Town.
Only Herbal Medicine Hall can collect Ganoderma lucidum that has lasted two hundred years.
As soon as I arrived at the door and before I stepped through the threshold, I saw a woman wearing a plain skirt, shouting: We don't accept medicinal materials from retail investors here, you can sell them elsewhere!
A woman is born with a good skin, her skin is as smooth and tender as a baby, and there is a unique temperament in her eyebrows.
"Miss, just take a look. These are all newly dug herbs. I don't have any rice to cook with at home. My mother-in-law is still waiting for me to sell the herbs for rice."
A middle-aged man with a skinny figure, holding a bunch of various medicinal materials in his arms, mixed with the smell of earth.
At a glance, I saw that kudzu root, rhodiola rosea, and some Pangasius roots are some of the most common and cheap medicinal materials. They don't look good in sales, so no wonder people don't accept them.
But this man's words moved Zhang Cong's thoughts, and he couldn't help but begin to sympathize with this man.
"Go, take it and go, don't come back again!"
The woman suddenly took out a few copper coins from her purse and stuffed them into his arms casually: "Our shopkeeper only wants high-grade medicinal materials. You can sell these medicines to other places. Don't come here again! If you come again, the shopkeeper will blame you.
Get up, I’m going to have nothing to eat!”
"Thank you, miss!"
Looking at a few copper plates, a golden light appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes. Although the copper plates were few, they were enough to replace two buckets of rice, which was three days of food for him.
The woman saw Zhang Cong standing at the door with a baggage, looked at her clothes, and said with some disdain: "Are you here to sell medicinal materials too?"
Nod, that's right.
"Hey!" The woman sighed, and suddenly took out a few coins from her pocket, intending to send him away.
But she was stopped by Zhang Cong. Although this woman was not easy to talk to, she was a kind person. "Wait a minute, Miss, please tell the shopkeeper that I have a 200-year-old Ganoderma lucidum for sale. Ask Herbal Medicine Hall if it will be accepted."
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The woman's eyes changed from contempt to surprise. She looked at the strange man again and pointed: "Did I hear you right? Two hundred years?"
Zhang Cong suddenly opened the bag, and a plump dark brown Ganoderma lucidum was exposed in front of his eyes. A unique medicine box smell hit his face. The woman was just a maid working in a pharmacy, and she was usually responsible for grabbing medicinal materials.
She has seen a lot of things like Ganoderma lucidum.
But this was the first time she had seen such a large Ganoderma lucidum!
"Wait a minute! I'll make the announcement right away!"
The woman didn't even have time to close the door and hurried upstairs.
…
They didn't let him in, so Zhang Cong had no choice but to re-wrap the Ganoderma lucidum, grab a piece of dogtail grass from the roadside, hold it in his mouth, sit on the threshold and watch the bustling crowd on the street.
The town was bustling and lively, and the people were all beautifully dressed. He secretly swore in his heart that when he got rich, he would buy a house in the town.
Not long after, a pager called him up.
"Sister, he wants to sell Ganoderma lucidum."
He stood up and turned around. In front of him was a beautiful woman dressed in luxurious clothes. Her appearance was no more than thirty years old, but she was extremely well-maintained. In the village, he had never seen such a beautiful woman of this age. If
If I had to make a comparison, it would be Aunt Cuihua. But the woman in front of me is better at dressing up than Aunt Cuihua.
This made him a little obsessed for a moment.
"Meet...meet my sister."
Zhang Cong never expected that the owner of this famous pharmacy in Heilong Town was actually a woman.
"Come in with me."
When he walked into the pharmacy, the cabinets on both sides displayed some medicine books, as well as some beautifully packaged medicinal materials. On the wooden sign on the shelf, a ginseng gift box sold for five taels of silver. For him, this was worth a year.
They may not necessarily make money. This made him secretly happy. He had indeed come to the right place.
When Zhang Cong put the Ganoderma lucidum on the table and unfolded it, a hint of surprise flashed in her sister's eyes.
Two-hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum is rare in the world. I have only seen it once at an auction in all the years I have been running this herbal shop. Moreover, this Ganoderma lucidum is obviously not as fat as the one Zhang Cong brought.
A trace of heat flashed in her eyes, but she couldn't show it too much, because this thing could only be found but not sought. She didn't want it to get away, but she was also worried that the boy in front of her would raise the price.
You know, at an auction five years ago, a two-hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum finally sold for a high price of 400 taels of silver. Now a few years have passed, this kind of Ganoderma lucidum has almost disappeared, and the price has risen even more.
She secretly planned to buy it as long as it didn't exceed 500 taels. If it exceeded 500 taels, she would consider it.
"Well, this Ganoderma lucidum is indeed two hundred years old. If it is placed in the entire Heilong Town, it is true that only my family can eat it. I wonder how much this gentleman would like to pay for it?"
Zhang Cong thought for a while and suddenly raised a finger.
The beautiful woman frowned, a trace of displeasure flashed across her pretty face.
"One thousand taels?"
This is simply a lion's mouth.
But Ganoderma lucidum is indeed rare to find in a century. If you pay a thousand taels, you can buy it with gritted teeth, but the profit margin will probably be much smaller.
"Are you crazy? You want to sell a Ganoderma lucidum for one thousand taels?" The maid next to her couldn't help but asked at this time.
"Qing'er, don't be rude."
"Yes, sister."
Zhang Cong was immediately confused by Monk Zhang Er, and he quickly said: "Sister, I'm talking about one hundred taels, how can I dare to sell this Ganoderma so expensively?"
After the words fell, the woman's expression suddenly became suspicious: "Did I hear you right? How much do you want?"
"One...one hundred taels."
Zhang Cong was a little confused, did he want too much?
