The whole mountain is my hunting ground.

Chapter 351

Zhao Jun held the pine bark with both hands and tilted the contents towards the old man.

When the old man saw the ginseng lying in the moss, he hurriedly took his glasses from the side and put them on, and moved closer to have a closer look.

From the beginning to the end, the old man was still leaning over, but looked up at Zhao Jun and asked, "Young man, can I pick it up and have a look?"

Zhao Jun looked at the old man and said, "Then you should pay attention, my stick is perfect."

The most important thing about wild ginseng is its quality, even if only one beard is broken, the price will be cut in half.

"Okay." The old man said yes very simply, and then extended his hand to the ginseng.

If he didn't even dare to touch it, the pharmacy wouldn't let him sit here.

The old man pinched the reed head of ginseng with his left hand first, and lifted the ginseng away from the moss, but the ginseng legs and ginseng whiskers were still on the moss.

Then the old man placed his right hand between the ginseng and the moss, moved it down, and held the ginseng in his hand, so that he pinched the reed head with one hand and held the ginseng in the other.

The old man moved the ginseng in front of him and looked at it carefully.

As the ginseng was picked up by the old man, Zhao Jun put aside the mossy pine bark that was empty in his hand. He was not in a hurry, after all, when looking at ginseng, one had to look carefully and clearly.

The reed, pattern, shape, beard, body, including the lines on it, and each beard have to be taken care of.

The old man looked at it for about ten minutes. Finally, with ginseng in his hand, he raised his eyes to Zhao Jun, and motioned to him, "Young man, there are paper plates in that elm box just now. Take out two and put them on the balance. Overweight."

The sixth grade leaf of this seedling is much more precious than the Erjiazi. It is also bigger and has a long beard. If it is placed directly on the balance, the beard has to be rolled up.

If so, it is easy to break the ginseng whiskers.

So the old man said, in the elm box where the balance and weights were placed just now, there are plates made of hard paper, and Zhao Jun asked Zhao Jun to take out two, put one on the left and right sides of the balance, and then weigh the ginseng.

Zhao Jun heard the words, but he didn't move. He pointed to the ginseng buns that had wrapped the six-pin leaves of the seedlings, that is, the empty pine bark moss, and said to the old man, "Old man, put down the mallet first."

"Hey, good!" Although Zhao Jun didn't do what he said, the old man did.

The reason is very simple, just because this ginseng was brought by Zhao Jun, so of course Zhao Jun has the final say.

When the ginseng was gently placed on the moss by the old man, the reed head was facing Zhao Jun, and the ginseng was facing the old man.

Zhao Jun stretched out his hand and turned the bark of the pine tree, so that the reed head was facing the old man, and the ginseng was facing himself.

Zhao Jun gathered the ginseng beard with his hands, and then gently wrapped it up.

Seeing this situation, the old man became anxious instantly, but he didn't dare to stretch out his hand, he just said: "Young man, are you not selling?"

"Sell!" Zhao Jun nodded, and asked back, "Old man, how much can you give for this seedling club?"

Hearing this, the old man got stuck in his eyes, took off his glasses with one hand, smiled kindly at Zhao Jun and said, "Young man, look, how much is it, can't we go on the scale and make bubbles?"

"No soaking." Zhao Jun said: "Just tell me how much money you can give."

Zhao Jun's meaning is also very simple, this ginseng is not bought by weight, but sold by its size, and you will be paid according to its appearance.

"How much..." The old man pondered for a while, raised his hand and gestured two fingers to Zhao Jun, and said, "Two thousand!"

Even though Zhao Jun looked young, the old man was afraid of his previous performance and the sixth-grade leaf, so he didn't dare to lower the price indiscriminately.

But as soon as the old man finished speaking, he heard a loud noise at the door, which startled both him and Zhao Jun.

The staff member who came up with Zhao Jun originally leaned his shoulders against the door, watching the excitement in the room.

But when the old man said that he could pay 2000 yuan for the seedling ginseng, he was so frightened that his legs went limp, he couldn't stand still, he almost didn't lie down, and he rushed to the door next to him. Although he didn't fall, he made a noise .

"What are you doing?" The old man pulled his face down instantly, pointed at the door, and shouted, "Go out and wait."

"Hey, hey." The staff panicked for a while, and hurriedly turned around to go out, but at this moment they heard the old man's voice: "Close the door for me."

The staff didn't dare to be negligent, so they hurriedly turned around and reached out to pull the door.But at this time, Zhao Jun said: "You don't need to close the door, I will go too."

"What?" When the old man heard this, he stopped doing it, quickly walked around from behind the table, approached Zhao Jun, and said, "Young man, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhao Jun put the ginseng buns rolled up with six-pin leaves into his pocket, and then went to roll the Miaoerjiazi ginseng after filling them.

The old man became anxious all of a sudden, stretched out his hand and lightly pulled Zhao Jun's arm, and said eagerly, "Young man, why do you have to leave now? If you are not satisfied with the price I gave, let's talk again!"

"Hehe..." Zhao Jun smiled at the old man, and put the rolled ginseng buns into his pocket without tying the rope, and said, "I don't understand the prices you always give."

"I don't understand..." The old man's claws went numb.

Because Zhao Jun didn't understand the price, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. If you really don't understand, I'll throw it out at two thousand, and you have to give me the ginseng on the spot.

In fact, the price the old man gave just now is already a sky-high price in the eyes of those who don't know how to do it, but it is still a bit low for this ginseng seedling.

But you can't blame him, after all, collecting things is different from selling things, and the asking price for selling things is higher.And to collect things, you must lower the price.

But I lower the price, you can raise it.You can't just pack up your things and leave without even lifting them. What kind of temper is this?
Seeing that Zhao Jun was about to leave, the old man hurriedly followed, and subconsciously reached out, gently grabbing Zhao Jun's shoulder bag strap.

"Hey!" Zhao Jun looked back, the old man hurriedly let go of his hand, and said with an apologetic smile: "Young man, the mallet is priceless for its good looks. Twenty thousand is it, and twenty thousand is it..."

As soon as the old man said this, he was interrupted by Zhao Jun.

Just listen to Zhao Jun said: "Then why don't you give me [-]?"

"I..." The old man was speechless for a while, thinking: "Where did this kid come from? Why can't he even understand what Che Jilu is saying?"

But he couldn't even think about how big the world Zhao Jun had seen in his previous life. It's okay for him to use this kind of talk to fool others, but if he wants to fool Zhao Jun, he is far behind.

The staff on the side were dumbfounded. The old man was a crab in the pharmacy, and even the manager didn't dare to provoke him. At this time, he was attacked by Zhao Jun, and he was so amiable.

But how did he know that this kind of reference of appearance is performance.Of course, the state-run store at this time didn't have any commissions, but it was enough to prove the old man's foresight and ability to receive such a reference.

Therefore, the old man could only smile at Zhao Jun: "Young man, if you really don't understand, you can ask someone who understands, your parents..."

The old man wanted to say, if you don't understand, your parents must understand.

Even at this time, the old man didn't think that Zhao Jun would be the leader, let alone that Zhao Jun would dig out such a perfect young stick.

All beard and tail, no damage at all.

"Yes." Zhao Jun nodded after listening to the old man's words, and said, "I need to ask someone. I'm going to the Lingnan Supply and Marketing Cooperative now."

When he heard the first half of Zhao Jun's sentence, the old man didn't react yet, because what Zhao Jun said was also echoing what he said just now.

But as soon as he heard the second half of the sentence, the old man became anxious immediately.

(End of this chapter)