After sitting for a while, Chen Xuan remembered that he would treat Zheng Ang tomorrow; Zheng Ang's injuries were all over his body and could not be treated with acupuncture alone.
Chen Xuan thought about it, entered the bedroom and took a look at the medicinal materials that Tang Qiuling had sent before, and found that there was not much left, which was not enough to refine a divine essence pill.
"Let's go buy it with Zheng Ang tomorrow." Chen Xuan thought to himself. This time he won't bother Tang Qiuling.
The next day, Chen Xuan came to the Shen Group Building and found that Zheng Ang was standing at the gate waiting for him, with a little restrained expression.
"Chen Xuan, you are here." As soon as he saw his brother, Zheng Ang looked happy. With Chen Xuan there, he would not have to be cold-eyed by others.
Sure enough, when the security guards saw Zheng Ang and Chen Xuan know each other, they wanted to drive Zheng Ang away, but now they all stood back honestly.
Chen Xuan nodded and said, "Zheng Ang, let's go buy medicinal materials first."
"Buy medicinal materials? Don't we go up?" Zheng Ang was stunned when he heard this.
Chen Xuan smiled and said, "Buy medicine first to treat you."
"But my injury cannot be cured in a short while. Even if you are good at medical skills, it will take several months to cure my injury, right?" Zheng Ang smiled bitterly.
Chen Xuan patted his shoulder and said, "Believe me, you will be healed in one day."
"Really?" Zheng Ang was immediately excited. He had been discriminated against because of his lame leg. If Chen Xuan could really cure him within one day, it would be like reshaping his life.
"Let's go, you'll know later."
Chen Xuan took Zheng Ang to the company's parking lot and asked a group driver to take them to the largest Chinese medicinal materials shop nearby.
The driver was familiar with this area and soon took the two of them to a Chinese medicinal materials store called Youcaotang.
Although traditional Chinese medicine is now in decline, this Chinese medicinal materials store is located in a prosperous commercial area, and there are still many people coming to buy medicine. There are dozens of customers coming in and out of the lobby.
Chen Xuan and Zheng Ang came to the counter, and a male clerk hurriedly greeted: "Two, what medicine do you want to buy?"
"I want Ganoderma lucidum, ginseng, and Tianshan snow lotus..." Chen Xuan reported more than a dozen precious Chinese medicinal materials in one breath, "each medicinal material has three, of which ginseng should be more than a hundred years old."
When the male clerk heard this, his face changed. These rare medicinal materials are usually sold in grams, with tens of thousands of grams per gram. The customer actually bought three trees as soon as he came. This was a large order worth millions to their store.
Business.
He didn't dare to neglect, so he turned around and talked to the store owner.
The shop owner was about forty years old, with a slightly fat figure and a smiling face. After listening to the clerk's report, he immediately came to Chen Xuan and asked with a smile, "Sir, these rare medicinal materials you mentioned,
Our store basically has it."
"That's good, give it to me now."
The shop owner smiled and said, "You said that ginseng is over a hundred years old. Now the ginseng is almost extinct. Our Chinese medicine store is one of the best in Tianhai City. There is only one ginseng that has been over a hundred years old. The rest are small.
I'm afraid it won't meet your requirements for decades."
Chen Xuan pondered for a moment and said, "It doesn't matter, there is one."
These portions of medicinal materials make a Shenyuan Pill, which will be enough to cure Zheng Ang’s illness; the reason why Chen Xuan bought a few more portions was to take care of emergencies.
"Okay, I'll have someone get you medicine." The shop owner said happily. This big business is worth his half-year income.
After the clerk packed all the medicinal materials, the shop owner made a list and handed it to Chen Xuan, and said with a smile: "Sir, a total of 2.8 million, thank you for your patronage."
"Two million,800,000?" Zheng Ang suddenly stared at the number.
Chen Xuan took the list and saw that the hundred-year-old ginseng occupied the majority, with a price of 1.5 million yuan, and the other two ginsengs from decades combined were hundreds of thousands.
It seems that the medicinal materials he asked Tang Qiuling for last time were worth tens of millions, because Tang Qiuling bought a lot of portions at one time.
However, 2.8 million yuan is nothing to Chen Xuan now, so he took out his bank card and paid the bill for the boss.
"Chen Xuan, it's not worth buying such expensive medicine for me to treat it, why don't you forget it?" Zheng Ang felt aching for Chen Xuan for the price of millions.
Chen Xuan said with a smile: "What is it to spend a few million to heal your injuries?"
Zheng Ang was almost moved to tears when he heard this, and said gratefully: "Brother, thank you!"
Chen Xuan was about to speak when a group of people came in from outside.
Seven or eight big men in black suits surrounded an old man in Tang suit to the counter. The old man asked, "Shop owner, do you have a hundred years of ginseng?"
The shop owner saw that the other party was quite famous and asked about the Centennial Ginseng. He immediately smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry, there is only one Centennial Ginseng in this shop. I just bought it by this gentleman."
Following his words, the old man looked at Chen Xuan sharply and said without hesitation: "How much does that hundred-year-old ginseng cost? I will buy you twice the price!"
"No." Chen Xuan refused and took back the bank card he had already brushed.
The old man in Tang suit immediately frowned and said, "Young man, my name is Xiao Zhong. I believe you must have heard of my name. Give me this century-old ginseng, it is a waste in your hands!"
When he heard this name, the shop owner and everyone in the lobby changed their expressions.
"It's actually Mr. Xiao, a pharmaceutical master who is famous in Yundong Province!"
"Old Xiao has developed many tonics that strengthen the body and prolong life. Each of them has been developed, which can be sold well in the entire Yundong Province. There are even many wealthy people in China who are looking for it, and the supply is in short supply!"
"Yes, Mr. Xiao's tonic is so famous. The Changsheng Paste developed by our Shen Group is far from comparable to it!"
When Xiao Zhong nodded with and with a small Tianhai City, he heard so many people knowing and praising each other. He nodded with satisfaction and showed a hint of complacent smile.
Just when he thought Chen Xuan was going to hand over the century-old ginseng, Chen Xuan said lightly: "I don't know you, and ginseng will not waste a single penny in my hands."
"You!" Xiao Zhong frowned and his face was sunk. He didn't expect that a young boy would dare to reject him.
The seven or eight men in black suits behind him were angry when they saw Mr. Xiao, they all looked at Chen Xuan with great pressure.
When everyone saw this scene, they all thought that this kid was in great trouble and dared to offend Mr. Xiao.
"Sir, I think you'd better give the century-old ginseng to Mr. Xiao. Two of them are enough for decades." The shop owner also advised, looking nervous.
Chen Xuan sneered and said, "I have a first come first served ginseng, and I have not paid any money. Why should I give it to others?"
"Hmph, boy is ungrateful!" Xiao Zhong said in a deep voice, "Do you know what the purpose of buying this century-old ginseng?"