"Little boss, when people talk about money, you don't want to speak out anymore, more than one million is gone, then this barefoot may be a murderous heart! You can quickly settle..." Immediately blocked his boss's mouth.

The policeman who was drinking tea was also surprised, but he didn't expect it to be a million-dollar deal. I really couldn't see it just now. There will be no fraud in transactions at the police station, right?

"Yes, this is the price we gave. If you feel acceptable, then we have a legal document here. As long as you sign it, the ginseng belongs to us and the money belongs to you." Then he took out a document and gave it to the uncle farmer.

Although the uncle farmer can read, he doesn't look at complicated things! He has turned his eyes to the people's police.

Seeing him like this, the old policeman also moved in his heart to plan shadows. "Bring it over and let me see it for you!"

"Okay, thank you all... the party... are all good people..." The peasant uncle laughed happily and handed the document to the police uncles neatly.

The old policeman looked at him for a while, and everyone stared at him, especially the uncle farmer, who was more than one million! His excited legs started to tremble. He hadn't seen so much money since he was born. He didn't expect that he would still have so much money.

"My ancestors! Bless my ancestors! I went back to one place and held a three-day and three-night running water banquet. Every day, the fragrance of fruits and melons continued to be filial! My ancestors!"

The second generation looked at these people a little fidgety.

The foreigners are calm, but looking at the data on the screen, their hearts are filled with enthusiasm.

"Hey!" The old policeman put down the document, first glanced at the foreigner, then at the uncle farmer, and said after a moment of silence, "There is nothing wrong with the document. It's just a very simple transfer statement, which is related to the responsibility. Matter. The most important thing is that it also says that no matter if the ginseng is real or fake in the future, as long as they pick it up at the scene, they will not have any responsibility with you!"

"Is the brains of these foreigners sick? They dare to write this thing in the file, so they are not afraid to be deceived?" The second generation said absurdly to the shopkeeper next to him.

"It's the same as buying antiques. There's nothing wrong with it. Maybe people still think this is good for them!" The shopkeeper explained to his little boss.

"It's a silly person with a lot of money!" The second generation cast his lips in disdain.

The foreigner already knew that the matter was successful, smiled slightly, looked at him with confidence and enthusiasm and said, "Well, this gentleman, if there is no problem, as long as you sign this document, then this cash check is yours. Yes. You can get money in all four major banks in your heaven."

The uncle farmer saw him holding a paper ticket in his hand and really didn't know what a cash check was. "What's this stuff? You use this to buy my ginseng?"

When the foreigner saw this, he knew that this person didn't know this. When he was in the ginseng trading market in the Heavenly Dynasty, he knew that this group of people like to pay in cash, and many of the ginseng households returned with a sack of money.

He really wanted to curse the local turtle, but considering that the boss of his company seems to be of this nation. If he accidentally gets drunk and utters something in the future, he will probably have to bid farewell to this good job.

"This gentleman, we still have cash transfers and enough cash for transactions. If you don't like cash checks, then we have no problem with cash transactions." The foreigner still smiles gently, full of comfortable sunshine.

"That's not enough, you just need to transfer the money to me." Saying the cell phone, "My cell phone will notify me again." The farmer's uncle smiled honestly, and the foreigner really wanted to roll his eyes.

"Puff!" The second generation drink spurted out a little. At this moment, he really felt that this girl was a liar, and he didn't know the cash check just now. This will be a mobile phone transfer with them. If you ask for cash directly, I still feel normal.

Thinking that he secretly glanced at the foreigners, "You deserve to be cheated!"

The foreigner shrugged his shoulders, "OK, no problem, we can also transfer money!"

The uncle policeman glanced at the uncle farmer vigilantly, and then aimed at the exemption file on the desktop. He sighed and stopped talking. The foreigners want to kill themselves, and he is really helpless. This would have to tell them why not to buy, and the foreigner also specified that he would not want to.

The peasant uncle happily signed the name, and put the document in the hands of the old policeman. Then the foreigners transferred the money to the uncle farmer on the computer, and soon he received the message on his mobile phone. His face suddenly showed joy and excitement, and an incredible expression.

Then quickly spread the box on the handle carefully, and handed it to the foreigners along with the red cloth. Several foreigners looked at it again, and it was indeed the ginseng just now, and they nodded. Then the police obtained the agreement of both parties and handed the signed contract to both parties.

The foreigners began to carefully put the ginseng into a suitcase that they brought over, and it still looked high-tech. The second generation looked at this disdainfully, and just thought it was very powerful. Now, "However, no matter how good the equipment is, what you pretend to be fake is what it works!"

When these people were sitting and moving, a policeman not far away came over, "Officer Cheng, Mr. Liu, the owner of Huichuntang, come to look for his son!"

The old policeman glanced at "It's okay, let him come here, things here have been mediated!"

The second-generation dad is here, a middle-aged man in his forties, who is more like a cultural man than a businessman. I thanked a few police officers and walked over. The temperament was very similar to a middle-aged Confucian businessman, and he happened to see the foreigner who was receiving ginseng.

"Mr. Preslat, I didn't expect to see you here too!" Seeing what the foreigner wanted to say, he swallowed it again after seeing so many people inappropriate.

"Hello Mr. Liu, I borrowed your light today!" The foreigner was also surprised, and he suddenly felt after thinking about it for a while.

"Lend my light? Liu didn't dare to be it, but Mr. Puslat knew very well about the culture of the celestial dynasty! You can use this kind of profound vocabulary so well, Liu admires it." Boss Liu said with a strange expression on his face. .

"Hehe...you're polite!" The foreigner is truly a celestial man.

"Huh!" Honest people don't take such bullying. Boss Liu turned around and left to see his son. "I have something to do, so I won't talk more!"

"You are busy, you are busy!" The foreigner still smiled and said.

Boss Liu walked to his son, and the second generation immediately came out and told him a few words in his ear. The intention was to tell his dad that the foreigner was a stupid. He bought a carrot as ginseng and spent more than one million days. currency.

"What, you said, did he spend money to buy the ginseng from the person who blasted you out of the shop? Or was it the ginseng that had been tested by his instrument?" Boss Liu looked shocked, with an angry look on his face. With his son.

The second generation took a step back in fright, and bit the bullet and looked at his father and said, "Well! Yes, yes, that's it!"

"You cheat!" Mrs. Liu cut his son angrily.

"Eh eh eh, this police station, if you want to beat the child home and beat yourself, dare to fight here, be careful to lock you in!" The old policeman looked at him and said loudly.

Boss Liu stopped his anger, and followed the old policeman with "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Officer Cheng." There are many police officers here. Although it is only right for Lao Tzu to beat his son, he beat him in front of law enforcement officers. That would be too shameful for others!

"Dad! Why hit me? I am not the only one who said it was fake, everyone thinks so, you can't just hit me!" The second generation touched the back of his head, looking at his dad with aggrieved expression. Said.

"Just because I am your Lao Tzu!" Boss Liu was completely defeated with a Confucian business atmosphere.

The uncle farmer laughed twice while watching the farce, and he also expected the two to fight each other best, so that he could express his anger in his heart.

"This gentleman, my name is Preslat. This is my business card. If you still have ginseng of this kind in the future, you can call me directly. We will give you a satisfactory price!" Slatter walked up to him, handed him a business card and said.

"No problem, as long as we pick it up in the future, we must contact you!" The uncle farmer glanced at the business card. Fortunately, he understood the Chinese language, nodded and put it in his pocket.

"If your friends or fellow villagers have such things, you can also contact us, and I will give you a commission. When it is the cost of your introduction, rest assured, this will definitely be a satisfactory payment!" Foreigner temptation He said.

"No problem! Pu, Pusla, Te, Slat," the farmer said.

"Puslat!" The foreigner corrected it. "Of course, I also have the name of the celestial dynasty. You can call me a guest, ginseng's ginseng, and guest's guest!"

"Mr. Preslat, you don't have to introduce yourself like this everywhere, right?" Boss Liu stabs a word beside him, and it can be seen that he seems to have made this foreigner gaffe.

The foreigner shrugged his shoulders. "Although it is impolite for you to interrupt someone else's conversation, I forgive you!" He paused and looked at his angry face. "This is just my way of working!"

Boss Liu took two deep breaths to relieve him, if he was not unwilling in his heart, he would never want to say a word to this foreigner. "Can I see the ginseng you just bought?"

The foreigner looked at him with a sunny smile on his face. Even though he was a little bald, he still had a gentle smile. "No!"

"You..." Boss Liu was angry.

"It has already been collected. It's really not easy to show it to you. We have strict working rules, so this time I didn't deliberately anger you, but I really couldn't show it to you."

"However, looking at your unwillingness, I can tell you that this ginseng is indeed genuine. And it is about a hundred to 145 years old, and the details will not be known until it is sent back to the United States."