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Chapter 1 Blood Ginseng

My name is Li Hongqi, and I am a troublemaker.

To put it bluntly, they are purely wild things in the mountains.

Mainly medicinal materials.

In our line of work, we often deal with "people who release mountains".

Therefore, I have heard many strange things in the deep mountains and forests.

But I never thought that something like this would happen to me one day.

I really responded to the saying, "The world is so big that it contains many wonders".

To put it bluntly, this matter started one day ago.

That day, there was basically no one in the store all day, so I lay on the chair and dozed off.

When I woke up, it was almost six o'clock in the afternoon.

By coincidence, it was time to eat, so I was ready to close the door and leave.

A thin old man suddenly walked into my store and asked: "Boss, do you want to collect the things?"

I won’t talk about my appearance, it’s hard to describe in one sentence.

The key is, he smiled with big yellow teeth and almost made me angry.

I feel that the saying "a person cannot be judged by his appearance" is not appropriate to apply to him.

Although I disliked it, in line with the concept of "customer is God", I still said: "Take it, if you have any goods, take them out and take a look at them."

Hearing what I said, he grinned and took out something like a dried radish from the bag.

I took a closer look and found out it was a ginseng root.

Moreover, it is wild red ginseng!

My grandfather used to be the leader of the "Fangshanren", so I have been exposed to it since I was a child.

After a rough estimate, this red ginseng is at least a ‘four-grade leaf’!

That is more than 50 years.

Nowadays, it’s hard to see 20-year-old wild ginseng, let alone 50-year-old red ginseng?

I only had one thought in my mind at that time, and that was to make a fortune!

Of course, I suppressed my inner excitement and acted very calmly.

"You can buy this thing. Tell me, what price do you want to sell it for?"

Hearing what I said, the old man was immediately overjoyed.

He looked at me and timidly stretched out five fingers.

"fifty thousand?"

I looked at him with some confusion.

He waved his hand anxiously: "No, no, no, five hundred!"

I almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

50-year-old red ginseng, five hundred?

Sell ​​it for at least fifty w.

He smiled honestly: "Boss, this thing should be ginseng. Is it worth five hundred yuan?"

I nodded: "It's ginseng."

The old man was very happy to hear my exact answer.

After hesitating for a moment, I looked at him and said, "Here you 2000, I'll take this thing."

It was four times more than what he quoted, mainly for peace of mind.

"Really...really?"

The old man's face was full of excitement.

I nodded and took out two thousand yuan and handed it to him: "With the money here, how can I still fake it?"

He happily took the money, thanked me, turned around and ran towards the door, as if he was afraid that I would regret it.

The old man left and I quickly locked the store door.

Putting the red ginseng on the table, I turned on the light and looked at it carefully.

It is indeed wild red ginseng that is about fifty to sixty years old!

However, there is something special about this red ginseng. The color is much darker than ordinary red ginseng.

It's like...blood stained!

At that time, my mind was overwhelmed by the fifty w's, and I just wanted to take action as soon as possible, so I didn't care.

I contacted Lao Wu and told him that I had "a handful" here and asked him to come and take a look.

When he heard it was ‘a handful’, Old Wu almost choked to death with excitement.

A big mallet that is more than fifty years old is surrounded by mallets that are thirty or forty years old, so it is called "a handful".

However, he was so excited that Lao Wu said he would go out to collect mountain goods and would not be able to get back until tomorrow at the earliest.

Lao Wu is my second uncle, but he is not his biological son. He was picked up by my grandfather.

His original name was Li Shouyi. Because I had a special liking for the Wu characters in the Three Kingdoms, I just called him Lao Wu.

Of course, the Three Kingdoms here does not refer to the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, but to the King of Pesticides.

He didn't even graduate from elementary school. I don't believe he can understand the Three Kingdoms.

Because I was worried about leaving red ginseng in the store, I didn’t plan to go out to eat.

After ordering a takeaway, I put the red ginseng in my pocket and lay down on the sofa to play with my phone.

I don't know when I fell asleep.

All I know is that I was woken up by the cold.

When I woke up, I looked at the time and it was already one o'clock in the morning.

The weather is 289 degrees, and there is no reason why I would be woken up by the cold even in the early morning.

Although I was confused, I still went to get a blanket to cover it.

However, this doesn't seem to have much effect.

Covered with a blanket, I was still shivering from the cold, as if I was naked in the snow in the middle of winter.

Maybe it was because I was too sleepy, so I fell asleep in a daze while shaking.

I had a dream that seven or eight people suddenly came into the store and kept surrounding me.

These people looked like they had just stepped out of the freezer, exuding a cold aura, with no trace of blood on their faces. They were so white that it could scare people to death!

Like...a dead person.

The next day, it was Lao Wu who woke me up.

My head feels dizzy, like I have a hangover from drinking too much last night.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a man in his thirties with unshaven beard looking at me with shock on his face.

"Holy shit, what's that on your face?!"

Being frightened by him, although my head was still heavy, at least I was conscious.

I glanced at him: "Old Wu, why are you so excited so early in the morning?"

Lao Wu's eyes widened and he slapped me on the head.

"Baby, believe it or not, I'm going to kill you!"

I said contemptuously: "I believe you have already cut it..."

He didn't speak anymore, but stared at me solemnly.

About ten seconds later, he handed me a mirror and said, "Look at how bad you look."

Out of curiosity, I took a look at the mirror and was immediately stunned.

"What's this!!"

I was horrified, and there were four or five gray-black spots on my face, as big as soybeans.

It's like... a corpse stain!

Lao Wu did not respond to me, but looked at me with a stern expression and asked: "Is the 'pinch' you mentioned last night a red ginseng?"

I was surprised: "How do you know?"

Old Wu stretched out his hand: "Take it out and let me take a look!"

Although I was very curious, I still took out the red ginseng from my pocket.

But what I didn't expect was that red ginseng turned into the same yellow-brown color as ordinary ginseng!

"how so!!"

I looked at Lao Wu in disbelief: "Yesterday there was still a red ginseng root. I kept it in my pocket. Could it be that someone came in and switched the bag in the middle of the night?"

Speaking of this, I remembered my dream last night.

Seven or eight people suddenly appeared in the store and surrounded me.

Could it be... that's true?

Did they switch the package for me?

Old Wu's pupils suddenly shrank!

After a moment, he shook his head with an ugly expression: "This is not red ginseng at all."

He looked at me and narrowed his eyes: "This is blood ginseng!"

"Blood ginseng?"

I asked with some astonishment.

Lao Wu nodded: "Did you see a few people walking around you in the store last night?"
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