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"This..." Du Weigou rolled his eyes and suddenly saw Ning Xiaolei who had not left yet. He made a plan and hurriedly pointed at Ning Xiaolei and said to the old man: "Old man, he just yelled."

"Huh?" Following the direction of Du Weigou's fingers, the old man's eyes fell on Ning Xiaolei.

In terms of dressing up, Ning Xiaolei was not a rich person in an ordinary stall dress.

But the old man didn't look down on Ning Xiaolei because of this, and said with a pleasant tone: "Little brother, is what he said is true?"

Ning Xiaolei nodded first, but then shook his head again, saying, "I called it, but I didn't shout it."

For some reason, the old man in front of him gave Ning Xiaolei a dangerous breath.

Standing in front of him, Ning Xiaolei always felt there was invisible pressure, and did not dare to speak nonsense.

"Oh, then, brother, you really have ginseng for a thousand years?"

The old man was taken aback, and then he asked with surprise in his eyes.

Ning Xiaolei nodded and said, "I think my ginseng is thousands of years old, but the successor of Tianrentang thought I was lying. Please tell me the old man."

"Obviously you are talking nonsense, there is no thousand-year-old ginseng in this world." Du Weigou glared at Ning Xiaolei and argued.

Too lazy to argue with Du Weigou, Ning Xiaolei directly unzipped his clothes, exposed the thousand-year-old ginseng wrapped in it, and held it in front of the old man with both hands.

In an instant, a strong fragrance radiated to the surroundings, and everyone who smelled it suddenly felt refreshed, as if the body was much younger.

"This this……"

The old man stared at the thousand-year-old ginseng in his hand, and nothing else, the aroma is not comparable to those two or three hundred years old.

Taking a breath, the old man was observing carefully every inch as if holding a rare treasure.

After half a day, the old man showed excitement in his eyes and said loudly: "Yes, yes, it is a thousand years old, and finally found it, hahaha!"

"What, really is Millennium Ginseng?"

"How is this possible? There are still thousands of years of ginseng in this world. What an international joke."

"The facts are in front of us, it is ridiculous that Tianrentang, such a treasure that is enough to become the treasure of the town shop, just wanted to be turned away."

"As the little brother said just now, this Tianrentang's successor is a frog at the bottom of the well, with a small belly."

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Nima!

Listening to the conversation of everyone around you, Du Weigou's mouth was stuffed with stinky shit.

He couldn't imagine that Ning Xiaolei actually had a thousand-year ginseng.

In vain, I called myself so fierce just now, isn't this slapped myself in the face?

If things get out, he can imagine that his father must be furious, wishing to slap him wildly.

This is a thousand-year-old ginseng, something you can't find.

If he had that thousand-year-old ginseng, he could fully imagine that his position in Tianrentang would be famous not only in Tiancheng, but also throughout the country.

But such a good opportunity was missed by him in vain.

Thinking of this, Du Weigou almost vomited blood with anger, and hated Ning Xiaolei even more.

Special, if you took it out early in the morning, even if you have deep hatred, you will not be driven away!

Lin Xin next to Du Weigou also had the same expression, her mouth was almost enough to lay an egg.

She wanted to break her head, but she couldn't think of where Ning Xiaolei got the Millennium Ginseng.

Is it from Lin Yumeng?

But it doesn't look like the situation. If Lin Yumeng gave it to him, it would definitely be placed in a delicate box. How would it be stuffed into clothes by Ning Xiaolei like now.

Leaving aside Du Weigou and Lin Yumeng, after confirming it was a thousand-year-old ginseng, the old man who had been ecstatic for a long time gradually calmed down and his eyes fell on Ning Xiaolei.

"Little brother, how do you want to make this thousand-year-old ginseng?"

"This……"

Ning Xiaolei was dumbfounded, where did I know, shouldn't this be your price?

At this moment, Lin Yumeng on the side spoke and relieved Ning Xiaolei.

"Old man, there was a 300-year-old ginseng on the market before, and it sold for 10 million. Xiao Lei, this is a thousand-year-old ginseng. It is worth more than 300 years. I don’t know how many times it is worth. A conservative estimate is 100 million. It can be higher."

"So expensive? But I don't have so much money!" The old man scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"Huh?" Ning Xiaolei and Lin Yumeng were dumbfounded this time, so how can they talk if they don't have money!

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