Grandmaster Rebirth: God Counts Little Poison Concubine

Chapter 1347 50 Years
Su Li stroked the white cloud ginseng twice with her finger, and turned to look at him.

"Is this 50-year-old Baiyun ginseng?"

"Yes, yes, what?"

The young man seemed to be frightened by Su Li's sudden raised eyes, and he was slightly startled before he spoke.

After hearing this, Su Li glanced at him with a half-smile.

"The Qin family used to do business like this."

Sure enough, it's a big family, and the swindlers don't bring drafts.

What is this 50-year-old white cloud ginseng?Obviously only ten years.

"Hey, how do you talk? What happened to our business?"

The guy didn't like it when he heard it. Didn't this guy just come here to find fault?

Su Li glanced at him lightly, without saying much, walked around the shop casually, looking at the quality and price of these medicinal materials.

Seeing that Su Li didn't plan to buy it, the boy snorted disdainfully.

"Cut! If you can't afford it, you can't afford it, so why pretend!"

The voice penetrated into Su Li's ears, Su Li raised her eyebrows, and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

At this moment, a group of people walked in.

The leader was dressed in brocade clothes, with a big belly and a slightly raised mustache on his face, pretending to be inscrutable.

The moment he entered the door, Mustache met the shopkeeper at the counter of the pharmacy secretly and skillfully.

"It's right here. Before I entered the door, I smelled the smell of 50-year-old white cloud ginseng in this room. It can't be wrong!"

As the mustache spoke, he strode into the door of the pharmacy.

A group of people filed in behind him, one of them was tear-stained, haggard, and seemed to be in great pain and sorrow.

Hearing Mustache's affirmative voice, he was so excited that tears flowed down his face.

"Thank you, Dr. Yang, thank you, Dr. Yang! As long as we find the 50-year-old white cloud ginseng, will my son be saved?"

The man trembled and spoke tremblingly.

All his hopes rested on the seriously ill son.

Su Li followed his sad gaze.

Among the group of people behind him, two young and strong men were carrying a stretcher.

Lying on the stretcher was a young man.

At this moment, he seemed to have fallen into a coma, unconscious.

The mustache called Dr. Yang stretched out his hand and pinched the beard around his mouth, protracted the end of the sound, and let out a "hmm".

"Not bad, not bad! As long as you have 50 years of white cloud ginseng, your son's illness can be cured!"

"Great, great!"

The middle-aged man trembled with excitement, shouted a few words, and looked nervously at the shopkeeper.

"Shopkeeper, do you really have 50-year-old white cloud ginseng here?"

The shopkeeper had already stepped out of the counter very cooperatively, waved his hand to let the waiter go down, and greeted him personally.

He nodded at the middle-aged man.

"nature!"

When the other people around the team heard this, they immediately started talking.

"It's really 50-year-old white cloud ginseng! This doctor Yang is really a miracle doctor, and he can determine the cause of this kid after just a few inspections."

"That's right, you can tell that there are 50-year-old white cloud ginseng in this store just by smell, which of us can do it!"

"That's right! I've been collecting herbs for so many years, and it's impossible to tell the age of white cloud ginseng by smell."

Everyone's expectant eyes fell on the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper smiled slightly, and hurriedly led everyone to the counter.

Pointing to the white cloud ginseng that Su Li held and looked at before, he said.

"This is a 50-year-old white cloud ginseng, priced at five thousand spirit stones."

After the shopkeeper's voice fell, everyone's eyes fell on the white cloud ginseng.

Baiyun ginseng obtained in 50 years is also very rare for them to see.

This white cloud ginseng looks fat and fat, but it does grow very well. This is the 50-year-old white cloud ginseng!
Seeing that the shopkeeper really had it, the middle-aged man hurriedly said.

"Here, this is the medicine that saved my son's life! The 50-year-old white cloud ginseng, shopkeeper, can you give it to me at a lower price."

The middle-aged man's face was troubled.

The five thousand spirit stones were almost the money they had to scrape together from their entire family. If they could only buy this white cloud ginseng, they would have to sleep on the streets and drink the northwest wind.

"Five thousand spirit stones are already very cheap for 50-year-old Baiyun ginseng."

"Ask Dr. Yang, I have never asked for any price!"

"If you don't believe it, you can go to other places to have a look."

"However, apart from my Qin Family Pharmacy, there is no other Baiyun ginseng for sale in the past 50 years. You should think about it!"

"In case someone buys it later, your son..."

The shopkeeper glanced at the person on the stretcher behind the middle-aged man.

The words were not finished, but the meaning in the words was clear.

If it is bought by others, it will be gone!
The middle-aged man looked troubled, and when he hesitated, a voice suddenly appeared from the crowd.

"I want the 50-year Baiyun ginseng!"

Everyone was startled, and looked along the line of sight, only to see another person walking out of the crowd and heading straight for this side.

"Shopkeeper, my wife also needs this 50-year-old white cloud ginseng. I want [-] spirit stones. Please wrap it up for me!"

The man was very neat, without any bargaining, he just waved his hand to wrap it up.

"This……"

The shopkeeper hesitated, looked at the middle-aged man, and then at the man behind him.

"This Baiyun ginseng was first mentioned by this guest, and I am not good either..."

Before the shopkeeper finished speaking, the man became a little impatient afterwards.

"Didn't he not buy it? If he didn't buy it, he wouldn't let others buy it? Hey, are you going to buy it or not? If not, I'll buy it!"

The man looked at the middle-aged man viciously.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he felt anxious, this white cloud ginseng was his son's life, if someone else bought it, what would his son do?
"I, I buy, I buy, this is the medicinal material that saved my son's life, no matter how expensive it is, I will buy it!"

"Shopkeeper, you, wrap it up for me."

The middle-aged man burst into tears.

All his hopes are on his son, let alone five thousand spirit stones, even six thousand spirit stones, he has no choice but to buy them!

Dr. Yang also said that the 50-year-old Baiyun ginseng can be met but not sought after. It is hard to meet it. If it is bought by others, it will be gone.

The shopkeeper laughed.

"Okay, okay! I'll wrap it up for you now."

As the shopkeeper said, he stretched out his hand to get the white cloud ginseng, and the moment he turned around, he looked at the man in the crowd who had just bid for the white cloud ginseng, and smiled knowingly.

The middle-aged man bowed his head, tears streaming down his face, he didn't find any tricks in it.

Over there, the bearded doctor gently patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder, and comforted him in a slow voice.

"There is no other way, and only this white cloud ginseng can save your son's life."

(End of this chapter)