As Zhou Wu strode toward the center of the town, he began to smell the aroma of traditional Chinese medicine.
After a while, he suddenly discovered that the large market in this small town was selling all kinds of Chinese herbal medicines. He saw a lot of ginseng, Ganoderma and the like.
Naturally, he didn't know most of the Chinese herbal medicines.
The wealthy businessmen who come and go are all picking and choosing.
But soon, Zhou Wu discovered something was wrong, because he saw that many people in the market had cultivation skills.
Even some medicine sellers have some cultivation skills.
Those old men in Tang suits have even reached the innate state.
Zhou Wu was astonished. Could this be the medicinal materials market in Guwu Circle?
"By the way, ask Lin Guanyu."
When Zhou Wu thought of this, he immediately took out his phone and called Lin Guanyu.
"Xiao Wu, call me so early?"
Lin Guanyu quickly picked up, but there seemed to be a lot of noise there, and he even heard the voice of "How do you sell this piece of Huangjing?"
"Guanyu, where are you?" Zhou Wu asked while looking into the distance.
But there are too many people on the street.
"I am in a small town in western Yunnan. There is a large collection of medicinal materials here these days. Grandpa and I came over to take a look."
"I'm here too, where are you?" Zhou Wu said excitedly.
"What? You're here too? We're...did you see there's a public bathing sign at the crossroads of the town? We're downstairs here."
"I saw it, I saw it, I'll come right away."
Zhou Wu quickly hung up the phone and walked quickly towards the public bathing sign!
It was only about 200 meters to the left and right, and soon he saw Mr. Lin, Lin Tianyang and Lin Guanyu, the grandparents.
"Haha, Xiao Wu, what a coincidence." Mr. Lin laughed loudly.
"Grandpa Lin, it's quite a coincidence."
Zhou Wu smiled, and then said curiously: "I was passing by here, and then I found that there is a market here, and I found that there are many cultivators here, so I called Guanyu out of curiosity and asked what is going on here."
"Hi, here is a large collection of medicinal materials in the ancient martial arts circle. Didn't I tell you before that some medicinal materials, some elixirs and the like, are all helpful for practice."
"Although the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is thin now, some herbs grow in the deep mountains, so they naturally carry spiritual energy, and these herbs are priceless."
"Of course, even if there are no spiritual herbs, there are some that are helpful for spiritual practice. Look at this piece of Polygonatum japonica."
At this time, the grandfather and grandson were at a Polygonatum vulgaris vendor, and Mr. Lin was holding a piece of 'big ginger' in his hand.
That's right, the so-called Polygonatum is just ginger.
"This is wild Polygonatum japonica. It must be more than ten years old at least. Drinking this Polygonatum odoratum Ao Cheng decoction is a great tonic for us cultivators."
"Really?" Zhou Wu was very curious and quickly used his spiritual sense to explore.
"Huh?"
As soon as he explored it, he really discovered that there was a trace of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on this piece of ginger. It was so little that it was almost imperceptible.
"How do you think this Huang Jing has spiritual energy?"
Zhou Wu was surprised again at this time. He had spiritual consciousness and could feel it, but Mr. Lin and Lin Guanyu didn't have spiritual consciousness, right?
Why do they conclude that Huang Jing has spiritual energy?
"This depends on your eyesight."
Lin Tianyang said proudly: "You, Grandpa Lin, and I have been ill for twenty years and have been taking medicine every day for twenty years. I can tell which medicine is good and which medicine is bad."
"Furthermore, wild ones and artificial cultivation are completely different, so one has to rely on experience, two has to rely on eyesight, and three has to see how many roots the polygonatum has. There are many ways to do it."
"Okay, young man, please give me a price for this piece of Polygonatum. It's no more than ten years old. If it's not too dark, I'll take it." Lin Tianyang looked at the vendor again at this time.
The vendor is young, in his mid-twenties, and at first glance he looks like a man from the mountains, someone who has been harvesting from the mountains all year round.
"I don't want more. This Polygonatum is almost ten years old, so it's 20,000 a year. You can give me 200,000 for this Polygonatum, and I won't sell it for a penny less."
"Two hundred thousand!"
Zhou Wu was stunned. A piece of ginger costs 200,000 yuan?
Two hundred thousand can buy a truckload of ginger.
"Okay, then two hundred thousand."
Lin Tianyang didn't counter-offer, because the Polygonatum was worth the price.
After negotiating the price, the vendor borrowed a POS machine from the stall next door and asked Lin Guanyu to swipe his card directly.
There are many POS machines here, and large medicinal materials factories basically have one per person. After all, transactions have to be done on the spot, and a large amount of cash cannot be taken, so you can only swipe your card.
Zhou Wu was astonished that the eldest brother from the mountain had earned two hundred thousand in one fell swoop.
At this time, the three of them continued to chat while walking on the street.
Lin Tianyang said: "Like Polygonatum, ginseng or Ganoderma, there are very few wild ones, and even if there are, they are too young. However, a century-old ginseng was discovered in the Northeast last year, which caused a sensation in the ancient martial arts circle."
"Xiao Wu, do you know how much that century-old ginseng sold for?" Lin Guanyu said with a smile.
"How much will it cost? It won't be tens of millions, right?" Zhou Wu asked curiously.
"Ten million? A hundred-year-old ginseng, how can you buy it for ten million? You can search all over the world to see if you can find a hundred-year-old ginseng?"
Zhou Wu was shocked and said: "Can it still reach hundreds of millions?"
"That's right, it's over 100 million. The transaction was 118 million."
"If a century-old one is so expensive, how much is a thousand-year-old one worth?"
"Thousands of years?" Lin Guanyu and Lin Tianyang shook their heads at the same time.
"The so-called thousand-year ginseng is all made up in TV dramas or martial arts novels. If you push forward a thousand years, what dynasty is that? So there is no thousand-year ginseng in this world."
"Xiao Wu."
At this time, Lin Tianyang said again: "You must be careful when buying things here. There are many ways here, and there are many people who set up traps. Every year, people will be deceived."
"So just take a look. Even if you want to buy something, you need to find someone to inquire about it, and then find some experts to give you some insight."
"I'm just passing by, I'm really not here to buy... Huh?"
Just when he was mid-sentence, he suddenly saw a bunch of ferns and herbs exuding powerful spiritual energy fluctuations.
He squatted down curiously, sensed it carefully with his spiritual consciousness, and kept pulling at it with his hands.
After a while, he found one of the many ferns.
In fact, these ferns and herbs all look the same, just like pigs eating grass, and they are piled up in a big pile.
And Zhou Wu found one among the pile.
However, this one has enough spiritual energy on it, and is dozens of times richer than the previous piece of Polygonatum japonica.
"Let me see."
At this time, Lin Tianyang took the herb, smelled it, looked at the roots and stems carefully, then shook his head and said: "This is an ordinary fern. It can cure diarrhea, clear away heat and relieve dampness."
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After hearing what Mr. Lin said, the vendor nodded repeatedly and said, "You have great eyesight, but this old man is quite old, at least ten years."
"ten years?"
Lin Tianyang shook his head and said: "It's not uncommon for ferns to last a hundred years. This thing grows older every year."
"Come on, Xiao Wu, let's go to the front and then go to the Bai Family Mansion. Their Bai Family Mansion will have rare items on the market every year."
Lin Tianyang did not notice the aura on this fern.
After all, they are just ancient martial arts practitioners, and their knowledge of spiritual energy is still limited.
Moreover, Lin Tianyang is not considered a master, he is only half-assed at best.
"I've been suffering from diarrhea recently. How much does this herbal medicine cost?"
Zhou Wu asked, holding the phoenix tail fern.
"Ahem, just give me ten thousand."
As soon as he heard that Zhou Wu wanted to buy it, the guy started to speak loudly.
Mr. Lin almost hit him with a cane. How dare you ask for 10,000 yuan for an ordinary herb?
But what happened to Zhou Wu?
This kid is not a reckless person, so why did he suddenly become interested in this grass?
Zhou Wu didn't think it was expensive, because the ginger was worth 200,000, so this phoenix fern, which is dozens of times richer than ginger, must be worth more than a million.
So he was going to spend 10,000 to buy it.
However, just when he was about to take the money, suddenly a surprised voice came from behind him.
