After seeing Su Waner off, Ye Ming went straight to the medicinal materials market with a bamboo basket on his back.
Near noon, the merchants wholesale of medicinal materials were basically gone, with only some sporadic retail investors picking medicinal materials.
Ye Ming was in an open space, taking out the medicinal materials and setting them up. Not long after, several people came over to ask.
"What are you doing?"
An old man came with two arrogant young people. The onlookers of medicinal herbs saw him and retreated as if they were avoiding the god of plague.
"Pay five hundred yuan!"
The old man came in front of him and couldn't help asking for money.
"What five hundred yuan?" Ye Ming was a little stunned.
“You have to pay to set up a stall here!”
The old man said arrogantly with his nostrils pointing upward.
Ye Ming took more than two hundred with him when he went out, and gave Su Waner more than one hundred. Now he only has less than ten yuan with him.
"No!" Ye Ming answered resolutely.
"You can't set up a stall here without paying money, so hurry up and leave!"
The old man puffed his beard and glared, and the two young men were like vicious dogs that had received a signal and rushed to chase people away. Several merchants who originally wanted to buy medicinal materials were also disturbed and did not want to buy.
Not far away, a tall and beautiful woman got out of a white Land Rover. She heard the quarrel and stopped to watch.
Ye Ming didn't want to cause trouble, so he put away the medicinal materials and prepared to leave.
"Bah! A poor country man wants to come here to do business even though he has no money!"
After taking a few steps, the old man's sarcastic voice came from behind.
Ye Ming frowned, turned around and said in a cold voice: "Master, I can't afford the money to set up a stall, but you don't have to belittle me like this, right?"
"What's wrong with me just belittling you? You're a poor country boy! If you don't have money, you're acting wild like me. If you don't leave, I'll have someone beat you out with a stick!"
The old man was overbearing and did not give Ye Ming any face.
A kind-hearted passerby advised Ye Ming: "Young man, hurry up and leave. He is the overlord of the medicinal materials market. You can't afford to offend him!"
The old man was a bad guy when he was young. His daughter married the general manager of the medicinal materials market, so he let her get a job as an administrator here through hard work.
On weekdays, he bullies the merchants in the medicinal materials market when he has nothing to do, and everyone complains about taking cards.
"Old man, don't go too far, otherwise you will suffer retribution!"
Ye Ming sneered and warned, secretly flicking his finger, and a needle thinner than a hair flew out, hitting an acupuncture point on the old man's lower abdomen.
The old man could not help but shudder, but he shouted: "Retribution? Grandpa, I am your retribution, beat this kid out!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man felt a soreness and numbness in his lower abdomen. The water gate was not closed, and his trouser legs instantly became wet.
The fishy smell spread out, and people nearby covered their noses to avoid it. Even his two henchmen looked disgusted.
"It's so shameless for such a big man to wet his pants!"
"Haha... That young man's prediction came true. He really got his comeuppance!"
"What retribution? This is a terminal disease! If it can't be cured, please tell me your height and I will order a coffin!"
Waves of ridicule could be heard, and it was really satisfying to see the former market king make a fool of himself in public.
The old man's face was the color of pig liver. He had been showing off his power in the medicinal materials market for many years. Today, all his face was lost. He couldn't help but feel his scalp numb, and the ridicule around him was like steel needles piercing his body.
"ah!"
The old man finally collapsed, covered his face and ran away, leaving a series of water stains on the ground.
Ye Ming sneered. He just used an acupuncture method recorded in the Cangsheng Tu, called the Thirteen Acupuncture of the Ghost Gate.
Through his wonderful eyesight, he learned that the other party's bladder was not good to begin with. Ye Ming used some methods to stimulate it a little, and the old man couldn't hold back his urine.
"If you want to humiliate me, young master, then you have to bear the consequences!"
Since stalls were not allowed here, Ye Ming left with the bamboo basket on his back, while a pair of big shining eyes behind him stared at the direction he left.
Arriving near a park, Ye Ming placed the medicinal materials again, waiting for buyers who knew the goods.
His medicinal materials are better than ordinary medicinal materials in terms of appearance and medicinal properties, and they contain spiritual energy. Ye Ming is not afraid of not being able to sell them.
Soon, Ye Ming's stall was surrounded by a group of old men and women visiting the park.
"Young man, how do you sell your medicinal materials?"
An old man carrying a birdcage asked.
Ye Ming immediately introduced enthusiastically: "These are one hundred yuan each! The three hundred ones over there are century-old ginseng. If you really want to give them one hundred thousand yuan!"
"Damn it, it's so expensive!" The old man was suddenly surprised and cursed: "Are your ginseng seeds made of gold, or are your ginseng leaves made of gold?"
Ye Ming said seriously: "This is authentic century-old ginseng!"
Another old man was full of disbelief: "Young man, please stop lying. Where can I find authentic old wild ginseng nowadays? They are all ginseng from greenhouses! Look, your ginseng is thicker than a radish. You must have used a lot of fertilizer!"
Ye Ming suddenly became unhappy. Isn't this looking for trouble?
The old man carrying the bird cage said: "Young man, I think it's not easy for you. These medicinal materials are worth five hundred yuan, and I want them all!"
Ye Ming shook his head and said: "No, I won't sell it for a cent less than the price I just mentioned!"
"This kid is quite stubborn!" Another old man mocked: "Just for your medicinal herbs that look like grass roots and tree bark, if someone buys them even one thousand, not to mention one hundred thousand, I will take your last name!"
"I bought these medicinal materials!"
As soon as the old man finished speaking, a very pleasant female voice came.
Everyone turned around and saw a tall and beautiful woman walking over.
The beauty is dressed in a white suit, and her skin is as white as mutton-fat jade. She has big black waves draped over her shoulders, and she walks with a fragrant breeze.
The big-wavy beauty came to Ye Ming and said with a smile: "I will pay 200,000, and I will accept these medicinal materials!"
"Two hundred thousand!"
Everyone watching was surprised, wondering if this woman had money to burn? She actually spent 200,000 to buy a bunch of rotten grass leaves and big white radishes!
The old man who had sworn so solemnly just now felt ashamed. The slap in the face came too fast, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
Ye Ming also didn't believe it, even the most wronged person was like this!
The beauty noticed that Ye Ming was suspicious, so she immediately took out her mobile phone from the Hermès sachet and clicked on the payment software.
"If you don't believe it, I'll transfer the money to you now!"
Ye Ming said awkwardly: "I don't have a mobile phone..."
The beauty was startled, then said: "I don't have that much cash with me, why don't you come back with me to get it."
Ye Ming nodded, then put the medicinal materials into the bamboo basket, and followed the big-wavy beauty into a white Land Rover and left under the astonished eyes of everyone.
"Is this kid just unlucky? There really is someone who takes advantage of him and buys his medicinal materials!"
"I think that beauty is the guy in the photo. It's just a reason to buy the medicinal materials. I don't know what to do with it when I bring it back!"
Everyone made ill-intentioned speculations, but their voices were filled with jealousy.
Sitting in the spacious Land Rover, Ye Ming seemed a little cautious. After all, it was his first time to ride in such a million-dollar luxury car.
The beautiful woman glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and raised the corner of her mouth slightly: "Little brother, what's your name? Where do you live from?"
"My name is Ye Ming, from Xiahewan."
"Xiahewan? I have gone there to buy medicinal materials before."
The beauty is very good at finding topics, and it didn't take long for the two of them to become familiar with each other, and Ye Ming was no longer so reserved.
"Sister Yuzhu, are you in the pharmacy business?"
Ye Ming touched the interior of the Range Rover, his eyes filled with envy.
In the future, when I make money, I will also buy such an aggressive off-road vehicle.
Wang Yutong shook his head and said: "I am in the catering business."
Ye Ming raised his eyebrows and asked: "Medicinal materials are also used in catering?"
Wang Yutong smiled: "What I do is not an ordinary catering, but something like a health center. The food mainly focuses on medicinal foods, so the demand for medicinal materials is relatively high. I just saw your medicinal materials, and they are better than those on the market..."
While talking, the Range Rover came to a very elegantly decorated store.
"Tianyunfang!"
Ye Ming savored the three large characters on the plaque above the door.
After parking the car, Wang Yutong took Ye Ming into Tianyunfang, and two welcoming ladies in red cheongsam immediately stepped forward.
"Send these medicinal materials to the kitchen, let Mr. Qi evaluate the price, and then go to the finance department to withdraw cash and send it to my office."
Wang Yutong used the most concise words to explain the matter, and then took Ye Ming to the third floor.
It's said to be an office, but actually it's more like a small cultural museum.
Entering the door is a row of antique shelves with various porcelain and jades placed on them. One wall is covered with famous calligraphy and paintings. The tables and chairs are made of old mahogany. The air is filled with a light agarwood, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
"Sit wherever you want, I'll go change my clothes first."
Wang Yutong dropped the Hermès sachet and walked into the lounge with his hips twisted. Soon, the sound of stripping could be heard inside.
Ye Ming couldn't help but turn his head and look, the nosebleed was not squirting out.
Wang Yutong did not know whether intentionally or unintentionally, the door was not closed.
Ye Ming's eyesight was very good after practicing the art of common people. Through the crack in the door, he saw an extremely beautiful scene.