Chapter 10 You Want to Give It Free

The market is huge, with small stalls nearly two kilometers long after entering the gate, and then a huge wholesale city of medicinal herbs.

The wholesale city is filled with large-scale wholesalers of medicinal materials. The quality of medicinal materials is relatively high, and the price is naturally more expensive.

The stalls outside are all the medicinal materials picked from the mountains by the nearby medicinal farmers. They are sold here. The prices are relatively cheap, but they are also mixed, and it is easy to buy fake medicines.

Qin Haodong naturally doesn't need to worry about this. As a cultivator, he is very sensitive to spiritual energy, and he can tell the authenticity and age of the medicinal materials with just a glance.

The two most important herbs in the preparation of Xisui Dan are Polygonum multiflorum and ginseng that have been used for hundreds of years.

He slowly walked inward along the outside stalls, and he still found nothing after walking halfway. After all, there are too few wild medicinal materials in this era, let alone hundreds of years of treasures.

Seeing that the scattered stalls were about to come to an end, Qin Haodong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he finally found a hundred-year-old Polygonum multiflorum in a stall.

The stall owner is a middle-aged man in his 40s, who looks very eye-catching in many stalls. Now is the midsummer season in the south of the Yangtze River. The owners of other stalls are wearing very little clothes, and some are even shirtless, but he is wearing long clothes and trousers, covering them tightly, as if he is afraid of catching a cold.

Even so, the middle-aged man's face was still pale and his spirit was exhausted.

"Boss, how do you sell this?" Qin Haodong asked, pointing to the Centennial He Shouwu at the feet of the stall owner.

Hearing that there was business coming to the door, the stall owner got a little bit of energy, opened his eyes wide and said, "This is a vintage He Shouwu, and it costs 20,000 yuan!"

"20,000?" Qin Haodong looked surprised, and then said, "Boss, is your price too expensive?"

In fact, what he was just surprised was that the boss was selling it so cheaply. According to normal market conditions, a hundred-year-old Polygonum multiflorum would be sold for more than 100,000 yuan. It seems that middle-aged people only know this plant of Polygonum multiflorum for some years, but not so much. Knowing has reached a hundred years.

The stall owner said: "This is pure wild He Shouwu. I dug it out of the mountains. It has been at least forty or fifty years old. 20,000 yuan is not expensive at all."

Sure enough, the stall owner did not know the value of this He Shou Wu.

As a modern four-year-old youth, of course those who can make cheap money will not suffer, Qin Haodong said: "Your Polygonum multiflorum is not good in appearance, and it looks like it has been placed for a long time, and most people won't buy it, so let's see, 1 Ten thousand yuan, no more."

The stall owner hesitated for a while. Although this He Shouwu plant was a few years old, it was really not favored by people. He had been placed here for more than a month and he had not sold it.

"Okay, take 10,000 yuan."

The stall owner finally decided.

After all, their retail stalls are too expensive to sell medicinal herbs, and the rich go to the wholesale city, where they are afraid of buying fakes.

"it is good!"

Qin Haodong was overjoyed, having this hundred-year-old Polygonum multiflorum can be regarded as the main medicine to solve the problem.

He took the herbs and reached out to his pocket. When he took it out, his face suddenly became embarrassed. There was only a one-dollar coin in his palm.

It was only then that he realized that he was no longer Emperor Aoki, a wealthy and rival country in the cultivation world, and that there was only so much left over from his predecessor.

"What's wrong?" Seeing his strange expression, the stall owner looked over.

"That...can you sell it to me for a dollar?"

Qin Haodong asked with the coin in his palm.

Seeing the coin in his hand, the stall owner almost fell to the ground.

"Are you sick? You have to spend one yuan to buy 10,000 yuan of medicinal materials. I think you are not here to buy medicine but deliberately make trouble. Leave me quickly, or I will call the police."

The stall owner said that he grabbed the century-old Polygonum multiflorum from Qin Haodong's hands.

"I didn't bring any money, but I feel like you should sell it to me."

Qin Haodong looked at the stall owner and said.

"Aren't you awake?" The stall owner glared at Qin Haodong, "This Polygonum multiflorum is old, at least tens of thousands of dollars, you have to buy it for one dollar, I think your head is really sick.

Go home and take medicine as soon as possible, and don't go out without taking medicine in the future. "

Qin Haodong said lightly, "It's not that I'm sick, it's that you are sick."

"You are sick, your whole family is sick." The stall owner was completely irritated.

"Don't be angry, I really want to buy this Polygonum multiflorum!" Qin Haodong said calmly, "I don't have any money, but I'm not making trouble. Believe it or not, you will be willing to sell it to me, and even ask for it. Free gift."

"Free gift? Are you talking in your sleep?"

The stall owner laughed angrily and looked at Qin Haodong like he was mentally ill. In his opinion, this guy is a brain-damaged person. He goes out to buy things without taking any money. He also thinks that he will give it away for free. He is not crazy, so why give it to you for free?

Qin Haodong looked at the stall owner with a playful face and said, "Have you been afraid of the cold, and your waist and knees are sore?"

The stall owner was stunned for a moment, but then he was relieved. He wore the most clothes in the entire medicinal material market, so it was not surprising to see that he was afraid of the cold.

But the young man's next words surprised him, "If I read correctly, your symptoms have been present for about two months. The general symptoms are chills, soreness in the waist and knees, and weakness in the limbs. These are all secondary. Yes, the most important thing is that your second-in-command hasn't been working lately, right?"

The stall owner was stunned. If Qin Haodong just mentioned these physical symptoms, he might have been fooled, but two months' time is definitely not something that can be fooled casually.

There is also the fact that the second master is not working. No one except himself and his wife know about it, but this young man said it casually. It seems very simple.

"How did you know?" he asked in surprise.

"I'm a Chinese medicine practitioner, of course I can tell." Qin Haodong said lightly, "I also saw that you had been to a very cold place before you got sick, and you have had this disease since then, right?"

The stall owner's expression became even more sluggish. Herb collectors like them often wandered around, going anywhere in the deep mountains and great lakes.

Once he went to a small valley, where it was very strange. It was winter but it was bitterly cold. Although he hurried out after picking a medicinal herb, he has been suffering from this strange disease since then. But he didn't say anything like this, how did the person in front of him know?

"What, am I wrong?" Looking at the expression of the stall owner, Qin Haodong knew that he was right, and said with a look of regret, "If what I said is wrong, then I don't want this medicinal material, and now turn around and leave, But you have lost the only chance to be cured, and you may have to enter the palace to serve the emperor, but don't blame me for not reminding you..."

"Don't...don't go, little brother, don't go!"

The stall owner grabbed Qin Haodong, heard that his illness could be cured, and asked eagerly, "little brother, can you really cure my illness?"

For a man, there is nothing more tragic than the failure of the second master.

He has made some money from taking medicine over the years, and he has just married a teenage wife. Originally, the two of them lived happily and harmoniously, but since they came back that time, they have become what they are now. If it goes on like this, even if you don't get a divorce, you won't be far from being green.

He also took a lot of medicines and saw many doctors during this time, but it didn't work at all, and some people even persuaded him to just cut it...

He didn't expect to meet a young man who was buying things at random today. Not only did he tell his symptoms, but he also said that he could be treated, which made him unbelievable.

Qin Haodong said: "I treat people based on fate. You can choose to believe it or not. I don't force you, but since I can see it, there is a way to cure it."

"I believe! I believe!" The stall owner grabbed Qin Haodong's arm as if he was holding a life-saving straw, and said repeatedly, "As long as the little brother can cure my disease, let alone this Polygonum multiflorum, all the medicinal materials here are all Give you all."

Qin Haodong said, "If I'm not mistaken, the place you went to is a very yin place, and the yin there is too heavy. Fortunately, you stayed for a short time. If you stay longer, you may lose your life. Even this is serious. If the kidney yang is depleted, if it is not treated in time, I am afraid that I will only have two years to live."

"Then what should I do? Little brother, you must save me, no matter how much you spend!" Seeing Qin Haodong's words, the stall owner's face turned pale with fear.

"Don't be nervous, as long as the cause is found, this disease is still very easy to cure." Qin Haodong took out the needle bag from his pocket, "Just give you two needles and you'll be fine!"

"Really?" The stall owner still couldn't believe it. He had seen a lot of famous doctors, but he couldn't cure it after spending a lot of money.

"If it's true or false, you won't know if you try it. I didn't ask for your money."

Qin Haodong was patient to treat this man only because of the face of the century-old Polygonum multiflorum, otherwise he would have turned around and left because of his Aoki Emperor's character.

The stall owner thought about it and it is indeed the truth. The Polygonum multiflorum is still in his hands. If it is not cured, it will only take a few injections, and there is not much loss.

Thinking of this, he said, "Well, I'm willing to give it a try."

Qin Haodong asked the stall owner to turn around, raised his hand and inserted two silver needles into the Shenshu points on both sides. This kind of disease cannot be cured by others, but it is very simple for him. Kidney yang is damaged, and it is enough to replenish yang qi.

The stall owner felt a slight chill in his lower back, and then two hot air rose up, followed by a long-lost warmth that swept through his body, swept away the cool aura that had plagued him for many days.

When time was short, Qin Haodong took out the silver needle and asked, "How do you feel?"

"Okay, I'm really good!" The stall owner was so excited that he almost jumped up. Although he didn't do any inspection, he was full of energy at this time. The most important thing was that the second master was excited again. Prove that the young man in front of him did not lie to him.

"Thank you little brother, these herbs are all yours!"

The stall owner's eyes lit up with excitement, and he almost didn't kneel down for Qin Haodong.