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Chapter 43 Rotten Wooden Pile

There are many small vendors in the square and it is very lively.

Old men walked among the vendors with their hands behind their backs. When they saw something they were interested in, they would squat down to pick it up and look at it.

Jiang Che was just looking around. He was not very interested in these old objects and antiques and did not understand them. He had seen many short videos on anti-counterfeiting before and knew that most of these things were handicrafts.

As we walked, we came to an area selling wild game and wild game. These were small stalls set up by villagers from the villages and towns below Yongning.

It’s better to rely on the mountains to eat the mountains. Many villagers will trade here some wild vegetables and delicacies collected by the villagers, as well as endless rabbits, hedgehogs and bacon.

After looking around, Jiang Che spotted something good and quickly ran over.

"Uncle, how do you sell these wild mushrooms?"

Jiang Che knelt down and touched the various fungi in the bag with great interest, including wild fungus, shiitake mushrooms, Hericium...

They're all good stuff! And they're so fresh, so I just bought some after I've finished all the ones at home.

The wild fresh mushroom stew is so delicious, you can’t help but buy it if you see it here.

"Young man, twenty fungus, fifty shiitake mushrooms, and one hundred hericium, how many do you want?"

The old man asked with a smile.

It rained heavily a few days ago, and all these fungi suddenly appeared, which made him very happy.

The harvest in the past few days has been very good. I picked up dozens of kilograms of these fungi in just a few days.

Jiang Che nodded. The price is not bad, not outrageous. The price of fresh wild mushrooms has always been high.

"No problem, sir. I want all of these. You don't have to wrap up your bamboo basket. I'll also buy it. I happen to have no place to put my things."

Jiang Che saw that the uncle's bamboo basket seemed to be hand-woven by himself, and the craftsmanship was pretty good. He happened to have no place to put the things he had on hand, so he bought them together.

"Okay, young man, please feel free to let me weigh you."

The old man took out the steel scale and showed it to Jiang Che one by one. Jiang Che gave the old man 2,560 yuan for all kinds of mushrooms.

I picked up the uncle's bamboo basket and put the ginseng seeds and saplings in. It was just right.

Jiang Che continued to search among the stalls, wanting to see if there was anything good.

Suddenly Jiang Che felt the beads inside his body move, which made him interested. The same thing happened at the big stone the day before yesterday.

Is it possible that there are some good things nearby? Jiang Che followed the beads' guidance and slowly walked towards a stall.

Jiang Che could feel that something on this stall was attracting the beads, although the attraction was not as intense as the big stone he saw the day before yesterday.

But Jiang Che is still very interested in it. What is it that is so magical that Pearl can be attracted to it?

After looking at the items sold at this stall, I found that they were all old, decayed tree roots.

All of them were showing their teeth and claws, twisting and turning, and there were some knots on the roots of the trees.

There are also many branches from old peach trees, some of which are quite good-looking.

Some tea drinkers like to use these roots to make coffee tables or something.

The branches of the old peach tree are also good for making ornaments. With a little modification and a base, they are also quite beautiful.

Jiang Che squatted down and touched everything on the stall one by one, and was surprised to find that none of the tree roots attracted beads.

This is strange, Zhuzi clearly guided me here, why didn't he?

Jiang Che squatted on the ground and thought for a while. Suddenly he looked up and saw something sitting under the boss's butt. It was pitch black and seemed to be a tree stump.

Jiang Che stood up and approached the boss, and sure enough Zhuzi had a strong reaction.

The tree stump is not big, about calf-high, and the cracked skin is a little black and seems to have been burned by fire. It is hard to tell what species it is.

"Young man, take a look at my place, touch it, do you want to buy it or not?"

Seeing that Jiang Che didn't buy it after looking at it for a long time, the boss asked impatiently.

"Of course I'm buying it. I just want to take a closer look. You also know that many tree roots are now artificially made. I'm also afraid that they will crack within a few days after buying them!"

Jiang Che looked at the boss and said, this is indeed true.

It’s not surprising that Jiang Che said so. It’s unambiguous for people who like tree roots to bid. After all, most people who like to drink tea have some money.

A tea table made of a good tree stump is quite artistic, and successful people like to make these arty things.

So some people took a fancy to the business opportunities and used chemicals to make old tree roots to speed up shipments and earn profits.

However, the dehydration of artificially created tree stumps is not complete at all. If left in a natural state, it may crack in less than a year, which is simply a scam.

When Jiang Che said this, the boss immediately became unhappy and jumped up from where he was sitting.

"Young man, if you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. Look at these things I have, they are definitely genuine old tree stumps."

"Look at this hard and smooth tree trunk. It's as hard as steel. It can be made like this artificially."

As he spoke, the boss hit the tree trunk with the tool in his hand, making a clanging sound. It was a very clear sound of gold and stone knocking, and it really didn't sound like knocking on wood.

"Did you hear that? Don't even think about it if it hasn't been naturally dried for seven or eight years. The young man doesn't understand anything. It hurts his self-esteem. Let's go. I won't do your business anymore."

The boss was very angry and proved that his goods were genuine, and immediately drove Jiang Che away.

Jiang Che didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't expect that the old man had such a bad temper. He just said it casually.

However, after the old man stood up, Jiang Che noticed that the black wooden post he was sitting on had been coated with starch and was shiny with oil.

Jiang Che twitched the corner of his mouth. He really didn't know why Zhuzi was interested in this thing. Jiang Che felt a little uncomfortable.

Jiang Che didn't dare to touch the swelling that uncle put under his buttocks every day and rubbed it.

Seeing that the uncle was angry, Jiang Che quickly said: "Boss, calm down, I'm not a layman, I just said the wrong thing, I'm sorry, I apologize to you, I'm sorry, uncle."

"After listening to your explanation, this is indeed the real thing. I recently wanted to make a tea table for my grandpa. I think your tree stump is very good. I like it very much. See how you sell this tree stump.

?”

Jiang Che pointed to one of the medium-sized camphor tree roots and asked.

The uncle glared at Jiang Che and felt a lot less angry when he saw Jiang Che apologize.

"Young man, don't be so blunt when you speak after listening to the uncle's words. It's easy to offend others."

"The camphor tree is not suitable for making a tea table for your grandfather. The fragrance of camphor tree will destroy the aroma of tea. The roots of this cedar tree are quite suitable. I suggest you buy this one."

The old man pointed to a slightly yellowed tree root nearby and introduced it.

"I understand, uncle, I think what you said makes sense, then let's buy this cedar root and you can decide the price."

Jiang Che immediately agreed. The old man is also a sharp-tongued person, but he still gives himself advice. www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

"The roots of this cedar tree have been naturally dried for about five years. It is already considered a fine product. For the sake of being filial to your elders, I will give you a 20% discount. I'll give you 6,800 yuan."

The uncle waved his hand and generously gave a price. Otherwise, the price of things like Wenwan would be elusive to most people.

Jiang Che thought it would cost tens of thousands, but he didn't expect the old man to give such an honest price. Of course, Jiang Che had no objection.

"Thank you very much, uncle. I only want 6800. However, I bought this coffee table, but it still has some flaws. I feel like I still need a stool to match it. Does the uncle have any recommendations?"


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