Because the stakes and gambling items were so huge, there was a large crowd of onlookers who went to the tasting department in addition to Pi Qinghua and the middle-aged man.
As more people gathered and the momentum grew, it would attract more and more Chinese people who loved excitement. Therefore, when Pi Qinghua and Xu Guozheng, whose name was already known, arrived at the tasting section, there were at least one or two hundred people following them.
But the fun only ended here. Not everyone can enter the tasting department. Even Pi Qinghua was allowed in because he had the thousand-year-old ginseng skin. The wolf boss and Lang Zhi next to him were driven aside.
Lang Yixing looked thoughtful as he watched the man who opened the door respectfully call Xu Guozheng "Vice President". Lang Zhi also looked a little uneasy, although he didn't show it. "I think the man who opened the door and the old man are not good people."
Lang Yixing raised his eyebrows after hearing this: "Oh, you actually think so?"
Lang Zhi glanced over and said, "Don't you think so?"
Upon hearing this, President Langda's mouth twitched, and he said with a wicked smile: "What a coincidence, I think so too. Moreover, I guess there will be some problems with this tasting."
Lang Zhi frowned when he heard this: "Why? Second Dad's ginseng skin must be real. Isn't it just a matter of comparing the real thing?"
"Boy, listen carefully. There are many things in this world that sometimes seem simple, but who knows how complicated they are behind the scenes. Today I'll show you the real version so you can understand how sinister people's hearts are." Lang Yixing snorted and glanced at the people next to him who were whispering or discussing enthusiastically.
It's not that he is too dark, too domineering, or too cruel, but he just can't believe that Xu Guozheng would admit that he was wrong in front of so many people. Although it was just an apology, once some things are related to face, many people will cling to face and not let go, so that in the end they will completely disregard any justice and shame.
After hearing this, Lang Zhi was silent for a while, then turned his head to the side and said, "Don't worry about it. I have seen how sinister people are for four years."
The voice that said this was obviously a childish voice that should be very pleasant to the ear, but the coldness and calmness in it hurt Lang Yixing's heart. He took a deep look at the frail body, and finally said to the air in front of him, as if talking to himself: "Don't worry. With me here, you can see all the evil in people's hearts, but you will never be hurt by any of it."
Lang Zhi froze for a moment, and after a long while he muttered, "I have my second father."
Lang Yixing felt depressed after hearing this, and then he comforted himself, it’s okay, it’s okay, your second father has me anyway, and it’s just right that one can protect the other.
After entering the tasting department, Pi Qinghua was "officially" asked to take the ginseng skin from his hand. When the ginseng skin was asked, Pi Qinghua was a little hesitant, but the other party in the white coat said:
"Tsk, you still think that our tasting department will covet your precious ginseng skin? What a joke, let alone whether this is a thousand-year-old ginseng skin. Even if it is, so what? We have even authenticated real thousand-year-old ginseng. We are not as blind as you!"
Pi Qinghua raised his eyebrows after hearing this, but after thinking about it, he also felt that this was the truth. It seemed that in such a large exchange meeting, compared with the appearance of precious medicinal materials, the more important thing was the competition between powerful Chinese medicine practitioners, medical clinics, and drug stores. In this case, Tiaomei would definitely cherish his reputation and would not ruin his future for the sake of profit.
So Pi Qinghua let that man take the thousand-year-old ginseng skin from his hand.
But after taking it away, he still felt a little uneasy. Suddenly he remembered that the black shining stone was still in his pocket, so he reached out and touched it.
Ancestor? Old demon, are you there
Pi Qinghua called for help tentatively.
After a long while, a dissatisfied voice came to his mind. Tsk, you don't have a blood bag in your hand, why are you calling me? You don't want to ask me to solve your problems, do you? Haha, I'm not that kind!
Pi Qinghua was not annoyed at all when he heard this, but said in a good mood: "Old Ancestor, you must help me this time. As long as I make a name for myself here, I can guarantee that I will be able to find you a thousand blood bags in the remaining two months." So this is a matter of great importance to you and me, do you really want to refuse
Suddenly, the old ancestor's voice came over: Hey, you are so arrogant! I saw you hooking up with a man with evil spirits before and thought you could make good use of him, but you didn't get any benefit at all. Now, are you hooking up with someone else
Pi Qinghua twitched his lips for a moment: What the hell. Apart from anything else, I just want to ask, is there anything special about the leather I drew with "Youhua"? Can it be directly distinguished from ordinary leather
Then Pi Qinghua heard the devil's laughter, which was definitely filled with a tone of gloating. "You kid, it's been more than a month, and you didn't think of asking me this question until today?"
When Pi Qinghua heard the devil say that, he knew that the things drawn by the magic pen must be special. So he didn't care about the devil's ridicule and said directly: Isn't it because I don't know that I came to you, the ancestor? Is that special thing very powerful
The demon snorted upon hearing this: "I have already told you before that this Youhua can be considered a half-baked immortal weapon. Even if it is half an immortal weapon, as long as it has the word immortal in it, it must be extraordinary. In addition to being able to draw skin, it has another very evil feature. That is, the skin drawn by Youhua can carry the consciousness of the owner. Of course, this does not mean that you can make those dead skins alive, but if you want, you can make those originally good skins become bad skins, and of course you can also make the originally bad skins slowly become good skins. It's just that the latter takes much more time than the former. After all, it is easy to change from good to bad, but it is very difficult to change from bad to good."
Pi Qinghua was shocked. How could this be evil? It was definitely an evil treasure that evil people loved. If he wanted to harm someone, he could just draw the good skin and then make it rot from the inside. Wouldn't the person who ate it die
Phew, luckily I asked in advance. Otherwise, something bad would happen in the future. Pi Qinghua let out a long sigh: What else is special about the magic pen "Youhua", just tell me all about it! A treasure with the word "Xian" on it probably has more than just this one amazing feature, right
The demon laughed again when he heard his words. The boy is really smart and suits my taste. Of course, there are other powerful things. But I am not its master, how can I know so much? Moreover, the people who used the magic pen before were either those ancient powerful people who called the heavens and the earth, or the fools who were directly sucked to death by the ghost painting. I don't know what it can be used for.
Pi Qinghua's mouth twitched. This devil was obviously gloating and wanted to see him laugh. But now that he knew the magic pen had other powerful features, he had some ideas. If he was still worried about those people doing something, he no longer had any worries.
At this time, in the appraisal room, Xu Guozheng's mood and expression were not as relaxed as Pi Qinghua's. His eyes were fixed on the preliminary appraisal report and the piece of bark-like thing on the table. He could not imagine that this shabby thing was actually a thousand-year-old Salvia miltiorrhiza bark!
Xu Guozheng was in an unprecedentedly gloomy mood. He actually lost to a young man who looked only in his twenties in terms of eyesight. What he couldn't accept the most was that if he took this report out at this time, he would have to apologize to that arrogant boy in front of everyone at the pharmaceutical exchange meeting! !
How could he bear such a result? ! Xu Guozheng's expression changed continuously. After ten minutes, Xu Guozheng suddenly made up his mind and turned to look at the two excited appraisers who were looking at the thousand-year-old ginseng skin.
"Do you two want to go straight to the best hospital?"
The two young men were stunned when they heard this, but they were only stunned for a few seconds, and finally nodded decisively.
Xu Guozheng laughed. As long as a person has desires and ideas, he will have plenty of ways to achieve his goals. He believed that this time would be the same.
So Xu Guozheng said something to the two appraisers, watched them walk out happily, and then he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.
"Hello? Third brother, huh? I have a job for you to do. You only have one night to do it. If you can do it, I'll give you 100,000. If you can't do it, find someone who can!"
Zhao San on the other end of the phone was obviously surprised after hearing Xu Guozheng's words, but he quickly agreed. After all, they were in this business of counterfeiting, and one hundred thousand yuan was an unprecedented big business. He couldn't let go of this opportunity to make a lot of money.
"I'll take the job, but I need half of the deposit first. Also, Old Xu, you have to tell me clearly what you want to do. Although I also want the money, I have to consider whether this job is worth it for me to do."
Xu Guozheng laughed when he heard this: "It's nothing, just a piece of dried tree bark that looks like a thousand-year-old ginseng bark. It looks pretty easy to make anyway."
Zhao San was shocked when he heard this, "Thousand-year-old ginseng skin?! Did I hear it right? Is that thing really a thousand years old?" If it is true, then it is an extremely rare and precious medicinal material.
Xu Guozheng was unwilling to say more at this time: "Okay, come here quickly. No matter whether it is good enough or not, you have to make one for me according to its appearance!"
After saying this, Xu Guozheng hung up the phone. Then he thought about it and felt that the two people should have already talked to Pi Qinghua by now. Then he composed himself and walked out of the appraisal room.
Then, he heard the voice of the arrogant and lucky young man in the corridor.
"Oh? You said your testing machine is broken, so we can only wait until tomorrow morning for the results?"
Xu Guozheng was listening there quietly, waiting for the young man to fly into a rage, but he heard something he was not expecting.
"Okay! Then I'll go back today and come back tomorrow morning. But I have to go outside and tell those who are waiting for the results, so that they don't make a wasted trip, right?"
Xu Guozheng frowned slightly when he heard this. It should have been the sound of nervousness or anger, but for some reason, he heard a bit of sarcasm and contempt in that voice.
Tsk, this must be his illusion.
At this time, Pi Qinghua walked out of the tasting department and announced the news to the waiting people. The crowd was immediately in an uproar. People couldn't understand why the machine that was working just now had problems now, but many people couldn't help but start to think, could it be that the thousand-year-old ginseng skin was really real? Otherwise, how could it be so coincidental, and the person who wanted to bet with this small boss just now couldn't back out
For a moment, people sighed everywhere. But more people turned their attention to Pi Qinghua. They thought that if the truth was as they guessed, then the thousand-year-old ginseng skin was real. And a thousand-year-old ginseng skin! What does that mean? It can save lives or even keep people alive.
If the ginseng skin is real, then it is important to inform the boss/dean/master, even if it costs a sky-high price, you must get it!!