forest developer

Chapter 52 Five
Back on the campus of Linda University, I just received a call from Zhang Nan, asking where they were.After a while, they came to meet up.

Before the settlement of the base was confirmed, Ling Zikai didn't want to make a fuss, so he didn't tell Zhang Nan about the matter between himself and Lin Xing'an, and only said that he wandered around the campus for a while.

Zhang Nan felt ashamed of Ling Zikai for not setting up his base in Yunhai Forest Farm. He said that he had already communicated with the instructor. In a few days, she would lead a three-person practice team to Yunhai Forest Farm to do a free survey for Ling Zikai. Report.

Ling Zikai knew that Zhang Nan must have tried his best to win this for him, so he thanked her.

Next, Ling Zikai called Zhang Hao and asked, "How is your talk with Liren Beauty Salon?"

Zhang Hao said: "A preliminary agreement has been reached, let's talk about the details when I come back. Now we are going to the cosmetics factory to have a field look. Would you like to come over?"

Seeing that there was nothing else going on here, Ling Zikai went over to have a look.

Then he asked the address of the makeup factory, and said that he would go directly to the factory to meet him.

Just as he put down the phone, the phone rang again. After answering, it was the call from the old mallet:

"Hey, brother Ling? You have found a buyer for your goods. If you have time now, come to my shop!"

Ling Zikai was overjoyed when he heard the words, and quickly agreed that he would come over right away.

Because I haven't come to school for a long time, there are many things waiting for Zhang Nan to deal with, so I don't have time to accompany Ling Zikai and the other two.After sending them to the gate of University Lin, Zhang Nan returned to the school.

Ling Zikai hailed a taxi, and went straight to the local specialty market in BS with Du Juan.

At the same time, Zhang Hao was notified, saying that he was temporarily busy and couldn't come, and let him make his own decision.

When we arrived at Renshen Street, before we reached Lao Bangchui's store, we saw a large group of people gathered in front of his store from a distance, as if something had happened.

When they came to the front, because there were too many people, they couldn't squeeze in, so the two simply stood by and watched the excitement.

After listening for a while, the two roughly understood the reason for the crowd to watch.

It turned out that just now, when a customer from Hong Kong was shopping, he met a "donor" who said that he had a "hundred-year-old mountain ginseng" in his hand, and because he was in a hurry to spend money, he was willing to pay a price [-]% lower than the market price. sell.

In the market, there are indeed a group of people who specialize in attracting customers for the store and earning some commissions, but they only serve as intermediaries and do not intervene in specific commodity transactions.

However, "donors" who directly sell goods like the one encountered by the Hong Kong businessman are rare.

Especially for hundred-year-old wild ginseng, the price is tens of millions, and it needs to go to the ginseng testing center for identification. After passing the assessment and acceptance, it will be coded and registered, and the identification certificate will be issued before it can be sold in the store.

And the buyer dares to buy with confidence only after seeing the appraisal certificate.

The Hong Kong businessman didn't know whether it was the first time to purchase, or he was greedy for the cheap price, and he actually negotiated a business with the "donor".

Fortunately, the Hong Kong businessman was quite cautious. I don't know who had heard of the reputation of Lao Bangchui. Before the transaction, he took the old mountain ginseng to Lao Bangchui's shop and asked him to give him a look.

After looking at it, the old mallet concluded that the century-old ginseng that the "donor" took was a fake.

After the Hong Kong businessman heard this, he naturally shouted congratulations!Almost fell for it.

But the donor didn't agree, saying that the old mallet was lying with his eyes open, and that what he was holding in his hand was obviously a genuine century-old wild ginseng, but he insisted on taking it as a carrot.

As the donor spoke, he even took out a certificate of registration and appraisal issued by the Ginseng Appraisal Institute from his pocket, proving that the old mountain ginseng was genuine.

This time the old mallet was also dumbfounded.

The donor was unreasonable and blatantly scolded Lao Bangchui for his false reputation, why would he have the face to stay on the ginseng street, and told him to quickly smash the signboard and get out of the market.

The Hong Kong businessman also followed suit, complaining that the old ginseng was a trivial matter, and that it was a big business for him. He said that if he had bought the old mountain ginseng before, it would be 30% cheaper than the market price, at least two to three million yuan!

After hearing what happened, Ling Zikai and Du Juan looked at each other, and they both understood that Lao Bangchui had fallen into a well-planned trap.

The other party's purpose was obvious, which was to tarnish his reputation and drive him out of this ginseng street.

Otherwise, the donor obviously has the authentication certificate in his hand, why didn't he take it out earlier, and waited until he identified it as a "fake" before taking it out!

It's just that with the old mallet's eyesight, how could he go astray!

Hearing the constant yelling in the shop, Ling Zikai couldn't hold back anymore.

He inserted his hand into the gap between the crowd, secretly transporting the energy of the ancestor god.

A force gushed out, separating the crowd crowded in front abruptly to the two sides.

Ling Zikai took the opportunity to squeeze Du Juan in.

Just squeezed into the crowd and came to the front of the store.

I saw a tall and burly man holding a stick in his hand, and was poking at the shop signboard with the words "Old Stick" hanging on the lintel. It seemed that he wanted to knock down the signboard.

"stop!"

Ling Zikai yelled, stepped forward and grabbed the stick in the man's hand.

The man tried his best to snatch back the stick, but after being caught by Ling Zikai, the stick didn't move at all.

Ling Zikai moved his hands lightly, the man felt a strong force coming, he staggered, and involuntarily took a few steps back, the stick in his hand had been snatched away.

The man was taken aback, glanced at Ling Zikai, and asked, "Who are you?"

Ling Zikai threw the stick on the ground casually, and asked, "Who are you, why are you smashing someone's signboard?"

Although the man was a little afraid of Ling Zikai's power, he refused to show weakness, and said, "This old stick insisted that my authentic old mountain ginseng was a fake and ruined my business. Isn't it just relying on words?" A liar who cheats people and money? What's the use of keeping this sign!"

"Why do you say that your old wild ginseng is authentic?"

"I have a certificate issued by a ginseng laboratory!"

The man said confidently.

Ling Zikai sneered and said, "Is it true that what the appraisal institute appraised is true? There are too many counterfeit things in this society now, who knows whether your appraisal certificate is genuine or not?"

"you!"

Seeing Ling Zikai playing a scoundrel, the man wanted to get angry, but after meeting his stern gaze, he felt a little guilty and didn't dare to get angry at him.

Ling Zikai ignored him and walked into the shop.

There were only three people in the store.

In addition to the old stick, there is also a middle-aged man who is whispering something to the old stick.

The other person is a woman, in her twenties, fairly pretty, with light makeup on her face, sitting on a stool, oblivious to everything that happened in front of her eyes, concentrating on applying henna on her fingers.

Seeing Lao Bangchui's frustrated face, Du Juan asked loudly, "Old Bangchui, what's going on?"

The old mallet glanced at Ling Zikai and Du Juan, smiled wryly, sighed, and said, "Let him smash it! Anyway, I don't have the face to stay here on Ginseng Street anymore!"

(End of this chapter)