Village Doctor's Magic Hands

At the back of the Longjia villa, Zhao Sanjin looked around. There are lush trees around a mass of fertile land and few people. Speaking of it, it is indeed a geomantic treasure land suitable for Zhao Sanjin to grow herbs.

"You don't want to set up a field combat commando here?" Huolong looked at Zhao Sanjin with a playful face. The lewd smile on his face made Zhao Sanjin 'fly' without saying a word.

"You go and do your job." now that the place has been selected, Zhao Sanjin has to start doing his own business.

"You take me down first." Zhao Sanjin patted his head. Then he remembered that he hadn't even bought the seeds of herbs. Is NIMA still planting farts? In desperation, they can only follow the fire dragon down the mountain.

In front of the Dragon villa, Zhao Sanjin and Huolong went their separate ways and prepared their own things.

After taking a taxi, Zhao Sanjin was very forthright and gave the driver a hundred yuan grandpa Mao. By the way, he added, "take me to a place where I can buy valuable medicinal materials."

"Jianghai herbal medicine market." Zhao Sanjin raised his head and looked at a few big words standing on the building, revealing a pleasant smile at the corners of his mouth.

As soon as he entered it, Zhao Sanjing had to admit that the area of this steel structure building is really large enough. At a glance, there are more than 100 stores, many of which are centuries old.

Under the condition that Zhao Sanjin is not short of money, the selected medicinal materials naturally need to be selected at the best level. Moreover, with Xuanjin in hand, Zhao Sanjin will naturally know the quality of the medicinal materials as long as he touches them.

"Little brother, how about buying herbs? Let's have a look at the store?" after only walking more than ten meters, the enthusiastic boss took the initiative to stand at the door of the store and began to shout.

Of course, Zhao Sanjin will definitely take a look. After all, the medicinal material can't see anything from the appearance alone. Therefore, the best solution is to actually feel it.

"Are there any herbs such as Atractylodes macrocephala and Pinellia ternata?" Zhao Sanjin asked after looking around the shop.

"That's natural." the shop owner smiled and groped under the table. Then he quickly got it in front of Zhao Sanjin and said excitedly: "this is the newly cultivated seed medicine of Atractylodes macrocephala. After taking good care of it, the effect must be very good."

Mrs. Wang sells melons and boasts. As a shop owner, she naturally has the responsibility and obligation to boast about her own herbs.

Starting with the seeds of Atractylodes macrocephala, Zhao Sanjin immediately mobilized a trace of Xuanjin in his body, walked once from the upstream of the seeds of Atractylodes macrocephala, and then took them back into his body. Tut tut twice, he recognized the seeds.

"How to sell?" Zhao Sanjin is also a lazy man. Since the herbs in this shop can be seen, naturally he won't go in circles anymore. He simply decided.

"A large quantity is preferred." the shop owner smiled, and his eyes were shining. At first glance, he was a black hearted boss.

"Although the seeds come into my eyes, I will definitely try it out. If it's good, I'm buying a lot." Zhao Sanjin's words are undoubtedly telling the store owner that there are no large quantities for the time being, but if you can give me a discount, I certainly don't mind patronizing your business in the future.

But the key question is, who - he - mother - knows if Zhao Sanjin will buy it this time and not come next time? This is a business of one or two plants, and the boss is still mercenary. Don't ask, the result will be directly rejected.

"Sorry, our store has a large quantity and is preferential. If you only buy a few plants, come at the original price." sure enough, the shop owner's enthusiasm was directly watered out by a basin of cold water, which is not salty or light.

"Good." Zhao Sanjin doesn't refuse. Anyway, Atractylodes macrocephala and Pinellia ternata seeds can't compare with ginseng. The price of one or two plants is not expensive, not to mention the small money now. Even if he is poor, Zhao Sanjin won't bother to bargain with his boss.

For Zhao Sanjin, the main purpose of this visit must be to find high-quality seed cultivation. However, in addition, Zhao Sanjin also has a hidden purpose, that is to find herbal medicine suppliers for the company in the future.

After all, if such a large company wants to operate, it is impossible to retail every time. It must be solved to find a stable and reliable partner.

However, people like the shop owner who didn't know how to make concessions were too mercenary. Zhao Sanjin didn't want to find a good partner, but in the end he found an uncle to come back.

That's really embarrassing.

"How much you need, I'll put it on for you." seeing Zhao Sanjin, there was really no large demand. The boss even avoided ink, so he tore open his pocket and picked up seeds.

"Each..." as soon as Zhao Sanjin opened his mouth, a loud and compassionate voice first spread to Zhao Sanjin's ears: "boss Wang, please give me my seed money. The child is still waiting for the money to live!"

Looking for prestige, Zhao Sanjin saw a middle-aged man kneeling at the door of the shop. He was only in his early 40s. He was dressed in ordinary clothes. He had filled several loopholes. With a pair of straw sandals, there was more dust on his face than a tear.

Just a simple glance, Zhao Sanjin knew that men are indeed farmers. After all, the simplicity of rural people can't be changed.

"Go away, go away." the shop owner waved angrily and said impatiently, "don't you get tired of coming here once a day? It's said that the herbs here are sold, and I'll give you money. Why can't you understand?"

It's true that it's the uncle who owes money these days. Not only that, but he's even better. But it's too much to say that he speaks rudely and even starts to kick people out.

What's more, according to Zhao Sanjin, it's really strange that the boss can sell herbal medicine with his mercenary nature. If you want to come, only a wronged boss like yourself will buy it.

"Children are still waiting for the money to start meat. They have to take classes every day. How can they keep up without replenishing nutrition." the man droops his head lower, as if it is a very humiliating thing to be a debtor.

"What kind of meat? Lao Zi runs such a big shop, why don't you say meat?" the shop owner's anger is getting stronger and stronger. I'm afraid if Zhao Sanjin hadn't been here, he would have directly greeted him.

"Look at the order of the medicinal materials you provided. No customers are willing to buy them. Are you still interested in asking me for money?" the boss picked up a medicinal seed, threw it in front of the man, waved his hand, gasped for breath, and roared, "don't you get out of here? Don't you feel ashamed to come and scold every day?"

After a man's roar, the tears in his eyes can't help it. As a man, it's natural to kneel to heaven and earth and kneel to his parents. However, now, he kneels to a stranger for what he deserves.

To tell the truth, Zhao Sanjin doesn't know what the onlookers and even some photographers think. However, Zhao Sanjin can't watch it anyway.

He gently moved his steps. Zhao sanki stood in front of the man, bent down to help the man up from the ground, pointed to the herbal medicine just put in his pocket by the boss, and said with a sincere smile: "I think the herbal medicine you planted is quite good and will definitely sell well."

"This..." the man came here to ask for money for three days, but each time he left reluctantly in the laughter and discussion of the people. For the first time, when someone came out to defend himself against injustice, to tell the truth, the man really didn't wake up for a moment.

"This buyer, what do you mean?" it's normal to see Zhao Sanjin reach out to help a man. As the owner of the store, he's not happy. Moreover, Zhao Sanjin only bought a few herbal seeds. He's not angry.

"Oh, nothing." Zhao Sanjin smiled, pointed to the herbal medicine in the bag again and said, "I just told the elder brother that the herbal medicine seeds are very good. What's the problem?"

Zhao Sanjin's harmless smile made the boss don't know how to answer. He could only wave his hand and said, "pay, pay and go."

"Then you give the old man's salary together. As a big man, it's very kind of you to continue to be the boss after dragging the farmer's salary for so long."

Zhao Sanjin's words have some thorns. It can only be said that before both sides have not torn their faces, Zhao Sanjin still belongs to good words and advice.

"Why? You have to mind your own business?" the boss, who was very unhappy because of Zhao Sanjin's intervention, turned his painting style and directly came forward to fight against injustice, which undoubtedly made the boss's face gloomy.

"Is there something wrong with the money given to the workers as a boss?" Zhao Sanjin always had a faint smile on his face. Looking at the boss like this makes people unable to understand Zhao Sanjin's mood at the moment.

"My worker, do I give it or not? It's your turn for an outsider to interrupt?" the boss was happy. A boy in his twenties said it was ugly. In front of the boss, he was just a suckling boy who didn't know how to die and wanted to chew his tongue here.

"So?" Zhao Sankin was silent for a moment, thought carefully, then looked sorry and said, "then I'll mind my own business."

"I'm not old, but my tone is not small." although Zhao Sanjin has been a soldier for several years, his body is always like that. He is not fat or thin, and has no intention of killing. He can't frighten people at all.

Naturally, the boss thinks so. He thinks Zhao Sanjin is a bully.

"Now go away, I can let bygones be bygones, otherwise, the consequences are not what you can bear." there are more and more people watching. Whether it's other store owners or buyers who come to buy Herbs, they all look here with the mentality of watching the play, which makes the boss a little anxious.

"Sorry, I'm in charge of it."