The drug store owner didn't dare to neglect and flipped through the ledger on the counter.
Shaoqing, he handed the account book to Guan Nanxing with a happy face: "I found it, the shop just sold a black feather root yesterday, the price was 50 yuan/gram.
What you have on hand is worth about a thousand and a half. "
The smile on Guan Nanxing's face froze slightly, and he suddenly asked: "How much?"
"One, one thousand and five, what's wrong?"
The drug store owner seemed to notice something was wrong with Guan Nanxing's face and said uneasily.
"Puff—"
Jiang Yu and others all covered their mouths to prevent themselves from laughing.
"Cough, cough, cough, it's okay."
Guan Nanxing seemed to be trying to force a smile, but her smile was uglier than crying.
He spent two thousand oceans to buy these black feathers!
Anyone who just lost five hundred probably wouldn't be able to laugh.
He rolled his eyes and thought to himself: "I've lost money on products of this quality, and those country bumpkin products must be inferior products!"
Guan Nanxing urged Ye Hong: "Don't just sit there, go and get it appraised!"
Ye Hong was not surprised by the identification results of those black feather roots, and put the saxifrage in his hand into the machine with a calm expression.
"Scanning completed, the current medicinal herb is [Saxifrage], origin: southeast of Yan country, use: dispelling wind and heat, cooling blood and detoxifying"
When the drug store owner saw the three words Saxifrage, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "My old swan! It's Saxifrage, the holy herb for detoxification!"
He looked directly at the saxifrages on the machine with feverish eyes, flipping through the ledger in his hand, and murmured: "The last time our store sold saxifrages can be traced back to last year.
I remember that I sold it for a high unit price of 2,500 yuan, and it must be even higher now! "
He looked at Ye Hong with a pleading look on his face: "Sir, could you please sell these saxifrages to our store
Don't worry, I will never let you suffer.
Our store will purchase these saxifrages at a price of 30,000 to 4,000 yuan! "
"40,000?!" Guan Nanxing's eyes almost popped out of his head, and he yelled at the boss: "Are you crazy?"
The boss was so excited at the moment that he couldn't care less about Guan Nanxing's identity.
Hearing Guan Nanxing's doubts, he immediately said displeased: "I'm not crazy!
In recent years, more and more people have ventured into the Qingwu Mountain in order to explore the mountain slaves, and many of them have been poisoned by a strange poison in the mountain.
And this saxifrage is the best herb to cure that strange poison.
More than one person wants to buy saxifrage, but the store just doesn’t have it in stock. Do you think I’m in a hurry? "
Guan Nanxing was stunned for a moment, and he must have thought of the legend of the mountain slaves in Qingwu Mountain.
Ye Hong also raised his eyebrows.
He knew that saxifrage was precious, but he had never thought that it would be related to the Qingwu Mountain.
In this case, this Saxifrage must be kept.
When he heard that Ye Hong didn't plan to sell saxifrage, the boss suddenly looked dejected and kept sighing.
At this point, both parties have completed their appraisal.
On one side is Black Feather Root, which has lost five hundred, and on the other side is Saxifrage that has increased in value dozens of times.
Which one is better and which one is worse, which one wins and who loses, even a three-year-old child can tell.
Guan Nanxing's face was already darker than ink.
He moved his lips and said reluctantly: "You country bumpkins are lucky!
Ah Si, let’s go! "
When he was about to leave the store, Yan Ruo and Fang Yun blocked the door.
Fang Yunpi smiled and said: "'Dear Dr. Guan, have you forgotten something?"
(End of chapter)