Zhou Jie is enjoying it. There are already many employees in the world helping him. His ginseng collection team is now wandering around the ginseng production areas around the world, or developing offline, or in large-scale urban pharmacies and other activities.

Because of the intervention of a young man in front of the pharmacy, it suddenly became a little messy. The foreigner's eyes lit up, and the more chaotic he felt, the more opportunities he had. The uncle farmer looked at the young man with a flushed face.

"My father said that the things I dug were real. You are a young man. You must say something is fake. If you don't buy it, you can't buy it. How can you hide people like this." The uncle farmer pointed to the young second generation. With.

"Bah, your radish dare to say that it is ginseng. I really think I am a rich second-generation, I don’t learn countless!" The young man spit out, but fortunately, he didn’t spray anyone, and he also gave it to the buddy. We can't rush up even if we hold it.

The farmer's uncle blushed, and he is not the kind of honest character who faces the loess and the sky at home. Otherwise, I wouldn't think about being a visitor and go into the mountains to dig ginseng. It's not about hitting people when it gets hot. It's a big trouble if you're away from home.

He just wanted to scold him back, and the foreigner quickly grabbed his shoulders, "Mr., let's pay for it, you can talk to us!"

The farmer uncle looked at the foreigner who had been pestering him for a long time, and then said another sentence, but the voice was almost the same as howling. "You foreigner, what am I talking about?"

A lot of people have gathered around, and there are a lot of people watching the excitement, but it is not very clear what happened. The police and the city management came soon after, surrounded by high-end commercial districts, they are still very fast.

Yes, I'm too lazy to listen to what these people are going to say here, so many people surround it, which affects the appearance of the city and disturbs other people's business. Hurry up and invite all the people from several parties to the police station. Anyway, they are not far away. Ask them again when you go back.

During this period, the foreigner made a phone call, and the police are not surprised. As long as these foreign devils are in suits and leather, they must first call a lawyer as soon as they enter the police station. They guess they must be called a lawyer.

The fat police uncles, waving their big fat hands, said to the people around, "Okay, it's scattered, there's nothing to look at. Those who should buy things buy things, those who should sell things sell things. Don't follow along. What excitement to watch here."

Yes, old Beijing knows that the excitement is not worth watching, so hurry up and get soy sauce! Several people have entered the police station, and the foreigners are here. The three men are all in leather suits and carry a few suitcases. They don’t know what they are for, but they seem to be very professional. .

There is a big table where everyone is sitting there, and there is no interrogation room. If there is a conflict, everyone can mediate. Anyway, they usually do more of this matter.

"Let's talk about it, what's going on?" asked the policeman sitting on the head of the long table. "You speak first!" He pointed to the uncle farmer, who seemed to be a weak person in the crowd, so he still had to let him speak first.

The uncle farmer didn't bother the police, so he opened his mouth to tell the matter. The policeman also nodded. During the period, he called the pharmacy to listen to him first.

After talking about a lot, Comrade People's Police finally understood. "That said, he said that your stuff is fake. You were not convinced. After a few curses, you went out. Then you entangled with this foreign friend outside. Then the pharmacy people thought you were making trouble, and you and the pharmacy went again. There was a quarrel."

"Well, it's roughly like this." The farmer nodded and said.

"Okay, then you guys also talk about it." The policeman asked the person at the drugstore.

It wasn't the second generation who spoke over there, but an veteran shopkeeper. As businessmen, harmony is the most important thing, not to mention that the merchants like them can't get away from the temple. The most afraid of them is the barefoot man.

It's almost the same as the peasant uncle, at least more of their standpoint. Thinking that the ginseng he took out was fake, they threw it out on the spot and didn't collect it.

And the peasant was fighting with Rensi outside again. They thought it was a trouble, and the boss's son was also there, and the young and energetic had a conflict.

The police nodded, at least it's not a big deal. As long as you don't get the money for medicinal material trading, it's not a deception or fraud.

Then the police comrades asked foreign friends. The police in the capital of the celestial dynasty are still a little proud. We usually see foreigners, it is the hospitality of the celestial people. Something went wrong, depending on the situation, of course you must protect your own people under the Imperial City of Heaven.

"Then what's the matter with you?"

The foreigner won’t speak anymore, and some of them finally have a good Chinese. "We just want to buy the ginseng from this gentleman. This is our business card. Just now, my colleague is not very fluent in the language of your country." , I may have a misunderstanding with you sitting here, let me first apologize to you on behalf of him."

The police took the business card, "Sky Investment, Plant Investment Group Tianchao Branch, Regional Manager." Then he looked up at the foreigner, "Are you investors?"

"Yes!" The foreigner nodded and confirmed.

The uncle farmer on one side understood this, and immediately stood up excitedly and asked, "You said, you want to buy my ginseng? Is it true?"

"Yes, of course!" The foreigner also nodded.

The farmer hesitated a little now, "They said it was fake just now, do you still decide to buy it?"

"But!" The rich second generation of the drugstore looked at the two groups of people with contempt, but did not speak, and continued to deal with the bad guys in person, and it would be a lot of feuds. He started as a pharmacy person, so don't talk about his own reasons. This is his duty, and it has nothing to do with right or wrong.

"We have our own reasons. As long as you can give us a minute to check, we will immediately decide whether to buy." The foreigner said.

"But." The young owner of the pharmacy began to disdain again, thinking it was a good one, and it was not about testing. To put it bluntly, I still think this stuff is fake.

People on both sides didn't care about him, and the police uncles didn't speak first, and drank a cup of tea first. A few waves of people are fine without arguing. It takes some time for them to smooth it out by themselves. Basically such small things are gone.

The farmer hesitated for a while, but he felt that his thing was real and there was nothing to worry about. Although the ginseng was a bit weird, it was really real, which he firmly believed.

The foreigner motioned to his assistant to take out the suitcase, entered the password, and opened it with a "click". The inside of the box looks quite sci-fi, with a little blue light for lighting. In the middle of the box is a strange instrument, and there are some small instrument parts on the top of the box.

"Mr., we only need a little ginseng tissue debris." The foreigner looked at him and said.

"What is the tissue debris?" The uncle farmer looked at the uncle police with a look of doubt.

"It's just a little bit of dander in your ginseng, just get a little bit of it." The police uncle also explained to him seriously.

"Oh, no problem!" The farmer agreed simply.

The second generation also looked curiously at the equipment in the box, which looked like a Hollywood movie tool.

The uncle farmer took out the ginseng, which was also packed in a box, with a layer of red cloth inside. He opened it carefully. A ginseng that looked a bit like a red radish had a short beard around it, and the green taste of ginseng was also very weak.

No wonder it makes people feel fake. This shape doesn't seem like a person attends the party, but it really looks like a fake.

The foreigner didn't care, so he took it to get some dander, put it in the test tube, took some liquid and poured it in. After shaking it a few times, it was placed in the instrument.

After closing it, I pressed a switch, and the inside of the instrument immediately rotated. After a pause of about ten seconds, the assistant took out the small metal test tube with nothing but liquid left.

The liquid inside was poured into another instrument, and then this one also turned. Various data began to be displayed in the display above the box.

This work was over in less than a minute. Several foreigners began to compare the weird data, and one or two of them showed smiles.

The foreigner who is good at Chinese looked at the peasant uncle with a smile on his face. "Sir, we want to buy this item in your hand. Do you think it can be traded?"

"You, do you really want to buy?" The farmer said excitedly.

"It seems to be very high-tech!" The subordinate next to the second generation whispered to the second generation.

"Technology, it's not that the inspection has gone wrong. They also buy fake ones. Foreigners are foreigners, but people made this liar make a lot of money." The second generation poked his mouth in disdain. Just now, he thought this stuff was fake. It's true that Huiren's detection is true, isn't this a slap in the face!

"Yes, we decided to buy. This kind of old mountain ginseng is rare. At least I have dealt with so many decades of old mountain ginseng. This is the first time I have seen this kind of high-data situation." The foreigner said.

"I have dealt with so many decades of old wild ginseng. I really thought it was Chinese cabbage! However, I have seen two decades of old wild ginseng when I grow up. He is a foreigner who can really blow it." The second generation whispered sarcastically to the companions with disdain.

"How much are you willing to pay?" Seeing that they really wanted to buy, the farmer started business with them regardless of whether it was at the police station.

Several foreigners looked at each other, and they were not stupid. It looks like it should be able to spend a lot less, and it is not calculated in grams. Then just pay the whole price, maybe you can bring this mountain ginseng back to the boss.

"According to its size and size, we can give you 1.15 million Celestial Coins." The foreigner is not stupid, and calculates according to his other transactions in the Celestial Empire or the price he bought from the Korean Smectas. If he doesn't count the year at least, he can spend seven or eight hundred thousand less.

"Ah!" The farmer was shocked. He didn't expect to sell so much. At first he thought that hundreds of thousands were already a lot, but he didn't expect that there would be more than one million. "so much?"

"These foreign ghosts won't be stupid people and have a lot of money! More than one million dollars to buy this carrot head?" The second generation looked absurd.

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