Rural genius doctor begins with obtaining the inheritance of the dragon god Chapter 234 The difference between chicken blood vine and chicken shit vine
Chapter 234 The difference between chicken blood vine and chicken shit vine
The only sound in the box echoed was Ji Meier's voice congratulating Mr. Liang.
When Mr. Liang heard these words of congratulation, he felt extremely ironic.
The woman didn't hear Mr. Liang speak for a long time, and thought that Mr. Liang didn't care, so she raised her head with a smile on her face.
Unexpectedly, when he raised his head, what came into view was Mr. Liang's wrinkled skin burned by fire.
The woman screamed in fright and sat down on the ground.
"Since you like bidding so much, then I will satisfy you." Mr. Liang finished these words gloomily, and then rang the bell in his hand.
The two bodyguards who were guarding outside the box came in and saw the pale-faced woman with trembling lips lying softly on the ground.
The woman looked at Mr. Liang in disbelief. As an old employee of the auction house, she naturally knew what Mr. Liang meant by another auction.
"Master Liang, please let me go. You can do whatever you want from now on. Please don't send me to that place." The woman went crazy and hugged Master Liang's legs and begged.
As soon as Liang Shao raised his hand, the two bodyguards grabbed the woman and pulled her out of the box like a broken rag doll.
His ears suddenly became quiet. Mr. Liang glanced at the bids in the audience, then clapped his hands and asked the bodyguard to transfer him to another dark night auction.
In the dark night auction house, the lights under the stage were dim. Even without a mask, it was difficult to see the facial features of the person opposite.
At this time, all the lights were focused on the stage, and in the cages on the stage, there were young women.
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Half an hour later, in the underground trading auction room, Ji Meier said with excitement: "The treasure below will be the finale of our auction tonight. I believe everyone already knows what it is, but Meier still wants to sell it.
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Ji Meier's face was extremely expressive, and she was already looking forward to the next bidding for the Ginseng King.
It seems that tonight's bidding will bring in a lot of money.
"The treasure this time is six hundred years old, with well-developed roots and complete preservation. It has been strictly evaluated by our underground auction evaluators. As long as you have one piece, the effect is like having a resurrecting pill.
Are you...sure you're not moved?"
Ji Meier's tail tone lengthened, and her charming charm was fully revealed.
This made many men in the audience want to move, I don't know if it was because of the ginseng king or the little goblin on the stage.
Soon, the Ginseng King was placed in a tempered glass box and perfectly displayed in front of everyone.
"It's really a good thing. Old man, I have never seen a ginseng with such a complete root system at my age." Li Jinggao exclaimed, then he came close to Zhang Dagang's ear and said, "Master, do you want me to take a picture of him?"
Give it to Master as a gift."
Zhang Dagang looked at the radish-sized ginseng on the stage and shook his head in disgust.
The ginseng in the mountains behind them is much better than this ginseng.
Looking at the ginseng on the stage, Zhang Dagang suddenly remembered the little one he had buried under the apple tree at home.
"I don't know if it has survived if I didn't take care of it for so long?" Zhang Dagang couldn't wait to go back and take a look.
The people in the audience had already bid more than 19 million yuan in the blink of an eye, and the speed was as fast as riding a rocket.
Zhang Dagang looked boredly at the guys below who wanted to run directly to the stage to grab the ginseng, and shook his head.
It’s just a century-old ginseng tree. Is it necessary to be so crazy?
He simply wants as much of this thing as he wants. As long as he wants to dig it out, no one can escape.
With the power of the divine dragon and the thousand-year-old ginseng, when these people see it, they won’t all have to fight to the death.
Li Jinggao was also a little moved. He walked to the window, looked at the crazy people below, and picked up the phone.
"No need to take pictures, this level of ginseng is not even qualified to make soup for me."
Zhang Dagang said calmly: "I will give you an 800-year-old wild ginseng tree another day, but right now I have something I need your help with."
Li Jinggao put down the phone obediently and waited for Zhang Dagang's instructions.
"I've made a bottle of plaster that can treat burns and beautify the skin. You can take the plaster to Liang's house and exchange it for the off-road vehicle."
After Zhang Dagang finished speaking, he continued: "I'll leave the antique calligraphy and painting to you. When the time comes, it will be donated directly to poor children in mountainous areas who cannot go to school. They don't have to go through my hands anymore."
Li Jinggao nodded to express his understanding and watched the three people leave the box.
The antique calligraphy and paintings were placed at another small auction, and Li Jinggao walked towards another auction under the guidance of the waiter.
The three of them left the underground trading market. The sun outside was already setting and the temperature was gradually getting cooler.
"Dagang, this is really exciting." This was the first time Zheng Linbo encountered such a scene.
Especially when Zhang Dagang directly offered a car worth 10 million to Mr. Liang for 23 million, it was exciting to think about it.
He had been bullied by Mr. Liang all his life, and he finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Dagang, if you really develop a secret recipe for beauty and beauty that can eliminate scars, you will definitely be sought after by those women in the auction house."
Zheng Linbo's face flushed with excitement: "How about I open a cosmeceutical company and invite Dagang and your technology to invest in it, and we share it 50-50?"
Zheng Linbo looked at Zhang Dagang in front of him and could already imagine how he would make a lot of money after owning Zhang Dagang.
When the time comes, I will see that my father still dares to look down on him every day.
Zhang Dagang looked at Zheng Linbo with a half-smile: "I remember, two months ago you told me that you wanted to study medicine. Why are you thinking about being a boss now?"
When Zheng Linbo heard Zhang Dagang mention this, his face turned red with embarrassment.
"Dagang, I just want to get high. In fact, my favorite thing is Chinese medicine. I can now memorize the medicinal properties of two thousand kinds of Chinese medicine." Zheng Linbo looked proud.
In the past two months, he had memorized those traditional Chinese medicines day and night, for fear that he would not be able to become Zhang Dagang's disciple.
Zhang Dagang didn't expect Zheng Linbo to be so determined as a young master, so he couldn't help but become interested and started asking questions.
"Then can you tell me the difference between Chicken Dung Vine and Chicken Spathel?"
Zheng Linbo did not expect that Zhang Dagang would start to test himself so quickly. He rubbed his hands on his suit jacket again and again in excitement.
"Chicken Spatholobus is a medicine that promotes blood circulation and regulates menstruation. Its nature is sweet and warm, and its taste is slightly bitter... It mainly has the effects of nourishing blood, activating blood circulation, and unblocking collaterals."
Zheng Linbo looked at Zhang Dagang's expression, which had not changed at all, swallowed nervously, and continued to answer: "Chicken vine is a digestive medicine, and its nature is slightly cold... It has the functions of digestion and stomach strengthening, pain relieving, clearing away heat and detoxification, and relieving coughs.
It has the effect of resolving phlegm.”
Hearing Zheng Linbo's answer, Zhang Dagang nodded: "Yes, after you memorize them all, I will also test your mutual repulsion between Chinese medicine. If you can still satisfy me, then I will consider accepting you as a disciple."