Chapter 6 The little one is his benefactor
"What herb?"

The guy's words were joking, and the meaning revealed was obvious.

Can't tell, brother, are you still afraid of guilt?

"Red ginseng."

Ye Jian rubbed his red ears a few times, and took the red ginseng out of his arms.

"This red ginseng?"

The guy just glanced at the red ginseng, and his eyes widened in an instant: "It's also newly picked?"

"Yes."

Ye Jian reacted very quickly, and stuffed the red ginseng back into his arms in a hurry.

Just because he doesn't understand the market doesn't mean he's stupid.

From the momentary expression changes of the buddies, it can be seen that the red ginseng is worth a lot.

Surely it can fetch a good price.

He had an agreement with the little baby girl to send her mother to the doctor, and he would be paid afterwards.

The little one is now his benefactor.

He must guard the property for his benefactor in order to get the reward he deserves.

"Guest officer, your red ginseng?"

The guy's attitude has obviously changed, and he smiled kindly: "How much do you plan to sell, can you give us an estimated price first?"

"I don't care how much it sells, I have to wait for my daughter-in-law, ah bah"

Ye Jian slapped himself again, and finally managed to speak clearly: "We'll talk about it after she's done the operation."

"to make."

The guy naturally had no objection, and politely invited him to the private room.

When the shopkeeper heard the report, he came to the private room in person, ordered someone to serve tea and water, and was very attentive.

Ye Jian had never enjoyed this kind of treatment before, holding a teacup with trembling heart.

"Little brother, tell me the truth."

The shopkeeper heard about the woman's injury from the clerk, and felt somewhat sympathetic to Ye Jian, speaking very politely.

"Compared with ginseng, red ginseng has higher medicinal value and is rare. However, your red ginseng is only as thick as an adult's thumb, and its age is relatively short. At most, it is only 20 years old."

"The purchase price of 20-year-old red ginseng is generally around 200 taels of silver. If the little brother sells it sincerely, the price is negotiable. We can deal with it according to the situation, and we can give some more."

200 taels of silver? !

Ye Jian's hand holding the teacup trembled, and the tea spilled all over himself.

He thought that red ginseng was very valuable, but he didn't expect it to be so valuable.

200 taels of silver is really a sky-high price for poor fishermen.

"Little brother."

The shopkeeper had a friendly face, and called him brothers: "The price my brother gave is very fair, what do you think?"

Ye Jian recovered from the shock, and said the same thing as before: "It doesn't matter what I say, it has to be decided by my wife."

"Can't we decide now?"

The shopkeeper smacked his lips a few times, feeling a little regretful.

If it wasn't for the fact that there happened to be a patient in the medical hall who was in urgent need of red ginseng for medicine, he would not have left the nobles in the guest room to come and negotiate with him in person.

"Really can not."

Ye Jian stroked the back of his head and smiled naively.

Typical fear of internal affairs, the cowardly appearance of a depressed husband.

"Ok."

The corner of the shopkeeper's mouth twitched, and he got up helplessly: "Little brother, please feel free, I have important things to do next, so I won't accompany you."

"Treasurer, go slowly."

Ye Jian sent the shopkeeper out the door, his expression changed instantly, his eyes sparkled with excitement.

200 taels of silver!

There is still 100 taels after excluding the operation fee.

His pay is up for grabs.

*
In the backyard of the pharmacy, in a well-decorated guest room.

The shopkeeper stood respectfully in front of a handsome young man with an extraordinary bearing, and repeated the conversation with Ye Jian without saying a word.

"This man is quite interesting."

The young man raised his brows lightly, with a bit of banter, and smiled slightly: "Men in Xiliang country are superior to women, and there are very few men who are afraid of guilt, and there are very few men who are afraid of becoming like this."

(End of this chapter)

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