Luo Han had been here last Sunday to observe the market prices of various wild ginseng and round ginseng. Although he didn't say anything at the time, he had far more delicate and smooth skin than men of the same age and a fresh yet steady look.
However, his temperament left a deep impression on many female salespersons in the store. Therefore, as soon as he entered the door, the drug-stricken drugstore shopping guide immediately recognized him. When he saw the hiking bag on his back, he already guessed what he was doing.
Come, with a quick wink, a beautiful girl from the Ginseng Health Area quickly greeted him warmly, and her smiling eyes quickly glanced behind him: "Sir, do you have any medicinal materials to buy?
Or are you going to sell it?”
"I have a wild ginseng with five leaves. Do you want to buy it in your store?" Luo Han smiled slightly and explained his purpose directly without any nonsense.
5 grade leaves?
The girl was taken aback, and her eyebrows showed some caution: "I'm sorry, we need to identify it first before we can make a decision."
Luo Han nodded slightly: "This is natural."
Seeing how mature he was, the girl was secretly amazed, but she didn't dare to neglect him. She quickly called a colleague next to her to guard the counter, and she quickly walked to the manager's office at the back.
Within a few minutes, a middle-aged man in his forties followed the girl out of the manager's office in surprise. He looked at Luo Han suspiciously and asked calmly: "Sir, my surname is Pang.
Manager here. Can I see your ginseng first?"
"Right here?" Luo Han raised his eyebrows in surprise. Wild ginseng with five leaves must be very valuable, but he didn't even invite himself into the room to sit there?
Seeing his doubts, Manager Pang affirmed: "Yes, we need to confirm whether it is really wild ginseng first, and then ask our appraisal master to determine the age."
"Oh!" Luo Han understood, and he understood after thinking about it. If a liar said that he had wild ginseng with fifth-grade leaves or sixth-grade leaves, but disguised it with radish and other things, wouldn't those appraisers with identity
To be exhausted to death?
He simply opened the zipper of the mountaineering bag, took out the ginseng that was wrapped in many layers, and handed it to Manager Pang.
Manager Pang took out a magnifying glass and a small flashlight, first looked at a few leaves carefully, and then studied the rhizome for four or five minutes. Then he straightened up, with a warm smile on his face: "No.
I'm sorry, I haven't asked you your last name yet."
Luo Han was speechless and secretly slandered in his heart: "This guy is quite snobbish. If the ginseng he brought was not wild, I'm afraid he wouldn't ask me my last name?"
But Manager Pang's smile made him feel at ease: "Minggui, my surname is Luo. How about it? I didn't lie to you?"
"Haha... I can tell by the look on Mr. Luo that you are an honest person. Come on, please sit inside. We will invite the chief appraiser from our main store to come over right away!" Manager Pang didn't mind, and the smile on his face was as bright as a flower.
Similar.
There was no reason for him to be unhappy. Today, the supply of wild ginseng is extremely strictly controlled by Changbai Mountain, the main producing area, and a certain upper level of their Renxintang was so unhappy due to financial issues when they were trading with Changbai Mountain at the beginning of the year.
Since this year, Inshimdang’s share has been far less than in previous years. There are only a handful of wild ginseng with third-grade leaves and above, which cannot meet the demand. Sometimes it has to use a large amount of mountain ginseng instead. Although mountain ginseng is
The effect of ginseng seems to be not much different from that of real native wild ginseng, but those really wealthy people who are used to using wild ginseng can tell the taste as soon as they eat it. It was because of this that the previous manager was fired three months ago.
The senior management had to be transferred. Although he did not lie when selling, this approach undoubtedly quickly reduced Renxintang's influence in the hearts of wealthy families.
In the past two months, the general manager has been furious about this matter. Unfortunately, wild ginseng is not useful just because of urgency. Although the relationship in Changbai Mountain has improved, the wild ginseng has not been dug.
There is nothing you can do.
Manager Pang was very happy at this time: "I didn't expect that I had only been transferred here for three months, and I would encounter the top-grade fifth-grade leaves of wild ginseng! Haha... Good luck! Really good luck! This
If your performance is reported, you don’t need to be promoted to a higher level, but there will definitely be special rewards!”
Since Manager Pang was so enthusiastic, Luo Han was naturally disrespectful. After wrapping the ginseng plant slightly in newspaper, he took it in his hand and followed him into the manager's office...
The girl from before quickly gave Luo Han a cup of fragrant Tieguanyin, smiled at him, and withdrew knowingly.
Manager Pang excitedly dialed the phone directly: "Mr. Dong, this is Xiao Pang from Yuhe store. Good news. I have a gentleman named Luo here who wants to sell a wild ginseng with 5 leaves. I initially saw it.
Passed, it is wild ginseng, are you free now?...Okay, okay, we are waiting for you!"
Luo Han felt contempt in his heart when he heard this: "Fuck, you first reveal that there are wild ginseng with five leaves, and then you ask if the person is available, then even if the person is not available, he will be available!"
Manager Pang hung up the phone and looked at Luo Han with a smile. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that Luo Han was particularly pleasing to the eye, and he was also particularly polite when he spoke: "Mr. Luo, please wait a moment. Mr. Dong, the chief appraiser of our store,
It will arrive in half an hour. He will decide the specific year!"
Luohan teased him interestingly: "Why, aren't you the manager? Can't you stop this?"
"Haha..." Manager Pang was embarrassed: "I am mainly responsible for the sales and identification of wild ginseng that is less than thirty years old. The above needs to rely on professional appraisers. You are a fifth-grade leaf, so I can only trouble Mr. Dong.
, other appraisers don’t dare to move, this is our store’s rule.”
The higher the value, the higher the level of the appraiser?
Under normal circumstances, this kind of rule is correct. It can train middle-level professionals to the maximum extent and save senior appraisal talents from the pain of running around. However, if some mutated rare medicinal materials appear, it is easy to fall into the trap because of this rule.
And being misjudged and misjudged by others. Therefore, everything has advantages and disadvantages.
But Luo Han doesn't care about this. Since Manager Pang has identified it as wild ginseng, the next question is how much it is worth.
It's just that Luo Han still underestimated the charm of this five-grade leaf wild ginseng. The call said it would take half an hour, but in fact, this distinguished Mr. Dong came to the manager's office in less than twenty minutes.
This is an old man with gray hair. He has a square face, clear eyes, and a rosy complexion. He is full of energy when he speaks. He obviously lives a high-quality life. The so-called "reside the Qi and nourish the body" is applied to this old man.
It's perfect. However, if you can become the chief appraiser of Renxintang, your salary will definitely be no worse than those of professors in universities.
A leisurely Tang suit was worn on this old man. Regardless of the size or style, it fit perfectly. A cluster of magnolia-colored clivias was embroidered on the dark blue skirt. The fine hand-made stitches were dense and even, far from being machine-woven.
It's comparable. At first glance, I thought the clivia bush had come alive.
As soon as Mr. Dong appeared at the door, Manager Pang hurriedly stood up and said extremely respectfully: "Mr. Dong, I'm so sorry, but I have to trouble you to take action in person."
Mr. Dong waved his hand carelessly: "It doesn't matter, the company's regulations should be followed. Those who should be followed must be followed." His eyes did not glance at Manager Pang's face, nor did he look at Luo Han. He only stared at the half-open figure on the desk.
hiking bag.
Luo Han didn't mind being ignored. Xiao Feng and Xiao Ye, who were in the same dormitory, were so focused on ignoring people when they were studying. He had long been used to it. This is how people who really work in this field should be, not paying attention to interpersonal communication.
Only the real thing matters. Without further ado, I took the ginseng out of the bag, removed the newspaper outside, and calmly waited for the results.
Mr. Dong's eyes lit up, but he glanced at Luo Han approvingly. Without saying a word, he quickly reached into his lap, took out a special magnifying glass and a strong flashlight, and began to look around the ginseng plant.
Seeing this, Manager Pang stood aside nervously, put away his smile, and did not dare to take a breath.
I don’t know whether it was because Mr. Dong was particularly cautious, or because he was older and his eyesight was worse than that of Manager Pang. He held the photo for about ten minutes before slowly his face became happy, his eyebrows twitched, and he nodded slightly.
.
This nodding action immediately made Manager Pang's nervous expression quickly relax, revealing a relaxed smile, and the joy in his eyes became even stronger.
Luo Han was very proud, but he barely suppressed his excitement, with a smile on his lips and remained still.
But not long after, Mr. Dong frowned in confusion, stretched out his slender fingers, and slowly touched the reed head back and forth for a while, and then took a magnifying glass and a strong flashlight to look at it carefully.
This action immediately made Luo Han's heart hang high: "No? This Mr. Dong is so powerful. He can actually see that I use a special method to cultivate raw ginseng to achieve such an effect."
?”
The smile on Manager Pang's face gradually froze because of Mr. Dong's frown, and there was some uncertainty and confusion in his eyes.
His originally confident judgment began to waver secretly at this moment: "Did I miss something and didn't pay attention just now? Did I make a mistake? Is this thing fake? Isn't it wild ginseng?"
As a result, the manager's room fell into an eerie silence, and the sound of the air conditioner running could occasionally be heard.
More than a minute later, Mr. Dong's eyes suddenly bulged and he blurted out: "No! This is not wild ginseng with five leaves!"