After Pi Qinghua told the people outside that the results would be out tomorrow, people's attitudes changed subtly. However, at this time, they only had some thoughts, after all, it was not confirmed whether the ginseng skin was real. So it was foreseeable that they might not be able to sleep tonight.
After saying this, Pi Qinghua planned to go find his son. But after taking two steps, he suddenly thought, why is he so stupid? He hasn't asked for his ginseng skin back yet, how can he leave? He can send it back tomorrow for identification!
So he turned back directly, but when he returned, the middle-aged man and his ginseng skin were no longer in the appraisal room. Pi Qinghua frowned, and the bad feeling was quite obvious this time. He randomly found an appraiser passing by and asked, "Did you see the two people in the appraisal room just now? There was also a middle-aged uncle named Xu Guozheng."
The man looked at him in surprise when he heard this: "Are you talking about Vice President Xu? He just left. What do you want to see him about? As for the two people in the appraisal room, we are all appraisers here. How do I know who you are talking about?"
Pi Qinghua was speechless. He ran really fast, but did the old man really think he could steal his ginseng skin without being discovered? He shouldn't be so stupid, right
Pi Qinghua frowned and decided to wait until tomorrow. Anyway, he could wait until tomorrow to let the ginseng skin rot, and Xu Guozheng would probably vomit to death. But just in case, he decided to try tonight to see if he could mark the skin he drew with his own unique mark. In this way, no matter how many conspiracies Xu Guozheng played tomorrow, he could still slap that person in the face.
So Pi Qinghua came back with a relatively good look. But he saw two people, one big and one small, with very serious expressions. He was immediately startled and hurried forward to ask, "What's wrong with you? Why do you look so unhappy?"
Lang Zhi frowned and said seriously, "Second father, that old man is a bad guy. He must have been trying to trick you just now!"
Pi Qinghua was actually happy when he heard this: "How do you know he is trying to trick me? This little guy is prone to losing hair if he is too cunning."
Lang Zhi's first reaction after hearing this was to raise his right hand, as if he wanted to touch his hair, but he controlled himself halfway with his strong willpower.
"Second father, I'm talking about something important, please be serious. Go and get the ginseng peel back quickly!"
Pi Qinghua almost burst out laughing when he heard this. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he spread his hands and said, "I just went back, but Xu Guozheng has already left with my ginseng skin. I decided to come and see him tomorrow."
After hearing this, the little boy Langzhi started to get furious!
"Second father! How can you still talk to me so leisurely here! Go call the police! Dial 110! Hire a private detective! That scumbag actually dared to steal our things, I'm going to kill him!"
Pi Qinghua: “…”
Lang Yixing: “…”
The furious Lang Zhi found that the two fathers opposite him were suddenly looking at him with a strange and silent expression. He suddenly remembered how he looked just now and felt that he was in trouble. After struggling for a long time, he finally covered his face and said, "Second father, Xiao Zhi was too excited just now. Well, actually, I didn't say anything bad, right?"
Pi Qinghua chuckled at him twice. President Lang slapped him on the back and said, "Not bad, kid. You're only a little bit less heroic than your father was back then."
This time, Lang Zhi threw his scumbag dad's face with a "hehe". Add to that the "hehe" of Pi Nanshen next to him, and this time it was a "hehe" duet.
President Langda was so shocked by what he said that he felt very uncomfortable.
And at this moment someone ran into the gun again.
"Qinghua, how are you? Are your products selling well? I just heard people around me say that the crystal jelly and fried chicken skin are quite delicious. It seems that they are selling well."
Pi Qinghua was about to nod with a smile when the president of Langda next to him spoke first: "Yes! It's really delicious. Even if it's delicious, you didn't get to taste it. I'm so sorry it's sold out."
Wen Wen: "..." He felt that the driver had murderous intentions towards him?! Then, with this murderous intention, Dr. Wen immediately thought of the domineering and mentally ill guy who had played a trick on him at the blood donation station. His face immediately turned bad: "Are you the mentally ill neighbor?!"
President Lang's face darkened, and he kicked him without saying anything. What surprised President Lang and even Pi Qinghua was that this gentle-looking Chinese medicine doctor actually dodged the kick very skillfully! Judging from his movements, he was indeed a martial artist.
Seeing this, Lang Yixing laughed instead of getting angry, "Haha, after all this time, I finally met someone I can fight with. Today I can finally loosen up my bones!"
Doctor Wen suddenly turned into a cold doctor: "Although I am a Chinese medicine practitioner, I still know a few experts in cranial surgery. Do you really not want to go and see it?"
Then, there was a fight that lasted for 20 minutes. This sudden fight excited those who followed to watch the fun but didn't get to see it. Then, amidst the cheers, the male god Pi pulled his son back to the No. 60 stall with an expressionless face, calmly packed up the cart, and when people around asked if there would be any crystal jelly tomorrow, he said there would be no more tomorrow, but there would be more on the third day.
Then? Then Pi Qinghua pushed the wooden cart next to the modified Hummer, asked someone to help lift the car up, and then he called a taxi and left.
In the taxi, Pi Qinghua said to Lang Zhi: "As a male god, you must always remember that if you want to maintain your male god style, you must keep yourself away from idiots."
The young male god Lang immediately realized who the idiot was.
When the two idiots finished fighting, they realized that except for the cheering people around, the most important people who should have been watching the fight were gone! As the winner, President Lang's good mood just disappeared in an instant. He walked back in two steps, thinking that the pretty boy shouldn't be so cruel as to just drive away, right
In the end, he did see his car, but he didn't see anyone at all. Lang Yixing gritted his teeth and said, "... He is indeed a vicious vampire!"
At this time, Dr. Wen, who stayed where he was, was also feeling annoyed. Why was he so stupid to start a fight? Shouldn't he talk to Qinghua first? ! Sure enough, people like me who don't know how to socialize can only be single for the rest of their lives... I'm so upset.
When Lang Yixing drove his Hummer back home, the only things to greet him when he entered the door were a big black dog with a lame leg and a kid with a look of disgust.
"Tsk, where's your second dad?" Lang Yixing said as he was about to go to the bedroom. However, Lang Zhi stopped him: "Second dad said that no one can disturb him when he is sleeping, otherwise he will write a blood letter on that person's face."
Lang Yixing: “…”
"Forget it, what are we having for dinner?"
Lang Zhi raised his chin and looked up: "There is only one bowl of cold noodles left, do you want to eat?"
President Lang felt that he was not feeling well. Did he give up the dinner invited by the beautiful woman outside just to go home and eat the leftover cold noodles? ! He decided that he must do something impressive tomorrow! Well, such as buying some precious fur and medicinal materials at a high price? It seems that the vampire has a special liking for fur.
At this time, Pi Qinghua was staring at a palm-sized piece of Magnolia officinalis bark in his bedroom.
It was as if he could see a flower in the Magnolia officinalis bark through his eyes. If someone saw him at this time, most people would think he was daydreaming, and the rest would probably think he was sick.
Suddenly, the Magnolia officinalis peel moved violently, and then... it broke into three pieces from a complete Magnolia officinalis peel. Pi Qinghua also exhaled violently at this time, with a slightly tangled expression on his face.
Pi Qinghua picked up the three pieces of Magnolia officinalis bark, put them together and looked carefully at their cracks. Then Pi Qinghua finally smiled.
There were three obvious diagonal lines on the crack, which looked like the scars that had been cut by a knife. The reason why it broke into three pieces at once was because the scars were too deep and he had used too much force just now.
However, Pi Qinghua also proved that he could change the quality of the skin he drew through his own ideas. And this quality can be in terms of quality or appearance.
The three knife marks just now were the deterioration of the ginseng skin. In this way, as long as he practiced well tonight, he should be able to change the surface of his ginseng skin silently by tomorrow, so that a small mark would appear on the ginseng skin that looked like dead tree bark. In this way, even if Xu Guozheng wanted to do something disgusting based on his status as the dean, it would be useless.
Pi Qinghua continued to practice while squinting his eyes and thinking about some conspiracies and tricks that Xu Guo was about to plot, and time passed quickly.
At this time, in Xu Guozheng's villa, he was watching Zhao San's fake work with a determined look. He watched Zhao San make a piece of bark into the look of ginseng skin bit by bit, and couldn't help but reveal a sinister smile on his face. As expected, Zhao San's craftsmanship was quite impressive. He planned to wait until Zhao San finished making the fake ginseng skin, then split the real ginseng skin in half, and then only take half of it. I think that no matter how angry the boy was, he would be helpless.
After all, it is self-evident who is more trustworthy, a young man without any backing or experience or a vice president of a first-class Chinese medicine hospital. Unless he has some solid evidence to prove it, but...
"Heh, kid, who told you to provoke me? Just consider yourself unlucky!!"