Chapter Thirty-Five: A Small Profit

  Chuzhou City Chinese Medicine Market.

  Carrying a travel bag and wearing casual clothes, Zhang Yi walked into the entrance of the medicinal material market. Originally he thought that the scene inside the medicinal material market would be similar to that of a vegetable market, but after entering, he found out how wrong he was.

  A spacious and clean cement road, with stone tables placed on both sides, various medicinal materials are countless on the stone tables, and even the air is filled with a strong smell of medicinal herbs.

  As far as the eye can see.

  The entire medicinal material market has more than a dozen wide roads, with at least hundreds of stalls. Almost every stall has many customers selecting medicinal materials, looking like a sea of people moving around.

  "Little brother, want to buy some medicine? I have all kinds of medicine here, and they're all good quality." A chubby middle-aged stall owner smiled and greeted Zhang Yi.

  Zhang Yi walked a few steps forward, stood in front of the stall, and scanned the medicinal materials on it with his eyes. His eyebrows suddenly raised, and he said lightly: "I'll just take a look around, if I see something I like, I'll naturally buy it."

  "Go ahead, little brother, take a look as you like."

  The fat shopkeeper smiled and turned around to greet other customers.

  After standing in front of the stall for a few minutes, Zhang Yi turned and left. The medicine on that stall was very ordinary, but the price was extremely expensive.

  He followed his master Mo Wenfeng to learn traditional Chinese medicine from an early age, and was very familiar with all kinds of medicinal materials. After all, there were many traditional Chinese medical books in Mo Wenfeng's place, which had illustrations of Chinese medicinal materials.

  In the past few days, he followed the notorious doctor Hao Chengxiao and also made up for his shortcomings in traditional Chinese medicine. Many traditional Chinese medicines that he didn't know before were firmly remembered in his mind.

  Strolling through the crowd, sometimes stopping and sometimes walking, observing various medicinal materials on both sides of the stalls.

  Suddenly.

  His footsteps stopped in front of a stall, a look of surprise flashed at the bottom of his eyes, and he reached out to pick up a medicinal material as thick as a big thumb from the stall, looking at the price on it.

  "666 yuan".

  Zhang Yi gave the stall owner a strange look, then smiled and asked: "Boss, can this herb be any cheaper?"

  The stall owner turned around and said straightforwardly: "I don't bargain over the price of medicine here."

  Zhang Yi took out his wallet, pulled out 700 yuan from inside and handed it over, saying: "I'll take this medicinal herb."

  The stall owner smiled slightly, quickly counted the money, gave Zhang Yi his change and asked with a smile: "Little brother, do you want any other medicinal materials from my stall?"

  Zhang Yi shook his head and smiled: "No more, thank you."

  Dry bone grass.

  Extremely precious traditional Chinese medicine materials, extremely rare in number, are simply like phoenix hair and unicorn horn. This medicine has a huge therapeutic effect on the treatment of femoral head necrosis.

  He had once seen in a traditional Chinese medicine book that this withered bone grass, which was almost a hundred years old, was worth at least 2 million.

  And I myself spent only 666 yuan to get it, what a great bargain!

  "Knowledge is wealth, indeed the ancients were not deceiving me!"

  With a few points of excitement, Zhang Yi used the shopping bag given by the stall owner to carry the dried bones grass forward.

  After wandering around the medicinal material market for more than half an hour, passing by several wide roads and watching over a hundred stalls of medicinal materials, Zhang Yi still did not find any trace of Golden Tail Teng.

  "Hey, buddy, I've been watching you for half an hour. First time at our medicinal market? Need some eyes?" A sharp-mouthed and cheeky young man, with a hint of cleverness, blocked Zhang Yi's path, asking with a smile.

  "Eyes?"

  Zhang Yi looked puzzled and didn't understand what the other person meant.

  Young man laughed and explained: "Here, every day there are merchants of medicinal materials coming from all directions, and a large number of customers buying medicinal materials. Many people who come here for the first time are not familiar with the situation, so they need to be guided by someone who is familiar with the place to understand the situation. People like me have been hanging out here for years, and we know which stalls, shops, and medicinal materials are good, and whose prices are cheap. Therefore, people like me are called "eyes" here, serving as the eyes of customers, and we will get a certain reward from customers based on the information provided and the time needed."

  Zhang Yi was somewhat surprised, he didn't think there were still people doing this kind of work here.

  He hesitated for a moment, then curiously asked: "If I invite you, how much would it cost?"

  The young man said bluntly: "Thirty yuan an hour."

  Zhang Yi nodded slowly and said: "Alright, I'll ask you to be my eyes for two hours. We can settle the payment later."

  "No problem."

  Although the young man looked sharp-mouthed and monkey-cheeked, his cleverness made Zhang Yi nod secretly in his heart.

  After glancing around in a circle, Zhang Yi looked at the young man and asked: "May I ask your honorable surname?"

  "My surname is Mao, and my given name is Xinxin." The young man said his name with a slightly embarrassed expression.

  How have you been?

  Zhang Yi listened to this woman's name full of flavor and couldn't help but laugh and cry in his heart.

  "Where can I buy the best medicinal herbs around here? I just strolled by those stalls for a long time, but didn't find any good ones." Zhang Yi asked.

  The monkey's whiskers twitched, his bright eyes darting back and forth as he chuckled: "Brother, you must be a first-timer here, otherwise you wouldn't even know the shopping district. Follow me! I know which shops are doing the best business, with the most varieties of high-quality medicinal herbs. I'll make sure you can buy some great stuff."

  Store area?

  Zhang Yi's gaze turned to the innermost side, where the end was, except for a circular archway, it was a concrete wall. If you don't go there, you absolutely won't find that there is a store inside.

  "Isn't this place big enough already, with so many stalls? Are there still shops here?" Zhang Yi asked curiously.

  "What's the big deal? The store area is two or three times larger than here. Look at those people haggling, most of them are medicine peddlers who can't make much money; of course, some are ordinary customers who live nearby and find it convenient to buy medicine here."

  "As for the store district, the people who go there are almost all rich, and the medicinal materials inside are so expensive that they can cost you your life. If you don't have money, it's better not to go in. Unless..."

  "Unless what?" Zhang Yi asked in confusion.

  Mao Xinxin smiled and said, "Unless you are extremely familiar with medicinal materials, able to grasp the preciousness of the material and its market price. Just like a while ago, our medicinal material market had a young girl come in, that girl looked like an immortal, wearing a flowing white long dress, with silver hair scattered all over her head, that figure, that face... tsk tsk."

  As he spoke, his eyes had already begun to shine, and his throat moved several times.

  "Off topic!"

  Zhang Wei reminded.

  "Uh... yeah, yeah, I went off topic."

  Mao Xinxin's face turned red as he awkwardly said:

  "What the... I'm telling you, that girl is amazing! Her knowledge of medicinal materials and her judgment on their prices are incredibly accurate. She can find precious medicinal materials that even merchants overlook in ordinary materials, buy them at a very low price, and then resell them for a huge profit. At that time, she made four deals, and except for one type of material where she only made a net profit of tens of thousands, the other three types of materials each had a net profit of over a million. The entire medicinal material market was shocked, and the streets were so crowded with people that they were completely blocked."

  "Is it that severe?" Zhang Yi exclaimed in shock.

  Subconsciously, he glanced at the withered grass in his hand, and that shock had not dissipated much.

  Mao Xinxin nodded heavily with a look of admiration: "That's right, she's that amazing. That girl is simply my idol, the goddess in my heart."

  "Did that girl come back later?"

  Mao Xinxin's face showed a hint of regret, and he shook his head with a bitter smile: "No, I only saw her that one time, and never again after that. Alas... if I could see her otherworldly beauty once more, even if it meant losing three months of my life, I'd be willing to pay the price!"

  Zhang Yi smiled and said, "Isn't that a bit exaggerated?"

  Mao Xinxin said: "Absolutely no exaggeration, after seeing that girl, I couldn't produce a single bit of lust in my heart, she was as pure and clean as jade, her sacredness was like the Nine Heavens Goddess descending to the mortal world."

  As they chatted, the two of them had already passed through the circular archway and entered a wide street. The shops on both sides were densely packed, and the smell of medicinal herbs emanating from them was much stronger than in the stall area.

  However, as soon as they entered, they were drawn in by the commotion at the front.

  "If I'm not mistaken, it's Old Man Sun's shop again, and they're auctioning off a treasure at the entrance! Tsk tsk... Old Man Sun doesn't even know where he gets so many precious medicinal materials from. Every now and then, he auctions off one kind of material, and every time, customers scramble to buy them." Mao Xinxin said with a hint of envy.

  Zhang Yi exclaimed in surprise: "Auctioned off every three days and five days? Just like that, auctioned off right at the entrance?"

  Mao Xinxin nodded and said: "Yes! In this situation, it's common to encounter in the store area. This is a trick often used by those shop owners to attract customers."

  Zhang Yi nodded slowly and said, "Let's go take a look."

  Mao Xinxin smiled and understood the psychology of the guests who came here. For this simple auction scene, it was very attractive to curious onlookers.

  Following Zhang Yi to the front of the crowd, the two saw an old man with a head full of white hair, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and smiling all over his face. "Ladies and gentlemen, this fire dragon ginseng is a rare and precious medicinal material, I believe that customers who know a little about medicinal materials will understand its value. This gentleman has already bid 620,000 yuan, is there anyone who can offer a higher price? Whoever offers the highest price, this fire dragon ginseng belongs to him."

  "Two million, I'll take it."

  A clear and cold voice came from the crowd.

  At once, the crowd surged, and everyone looked towards the source of the sound.

  Zhang Yi's gaze also turned to the source of the sound, and when his eyes fell on the woman with a professional suit and a cold expression, he suddenly felt a sense of astonishment.