"Jiang Changsheng, what are you doing now? It's still one day away from a month. Others come once a month, but are you so anxious to come twice a month?" Seeing the self-blame on his father's face, Wang Chongyang was so angry that his whole body shivered. He pointed at Jiang Changsheng and said angrily, but he accidentally started studying with Fang You.

Hearing this boy's words, Jiang Changsheng didn't react for a while, "We want to come here a few times, hehe, I'm afraid you will run away."

"Dad, he called us menstruation. Others did it once, we did it twice..." Jiang Dahai, whose face was covered with band-aids, said angrily, covering his face. He learned a lesson, but he had some powerful analytical ability for such fooling words.

Jiang Changsheng was almost choked to death by Jiang Dahai's words, "Dahai, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute." He was extremely helpless about his son, and took his girlfriend to the zoo while monitoring Wang Chongyang. Unexpectedly, this kid was beaten up by the people he found to teach Wang Chongyang a lesson, which made Jiang Changsheng extremely angry.

"Dad, he is the boy who dares to hit me." Jiang Dahai didn't seem to hear Jiang Changsheng's words, and Jiang Dahai pointed at Fang You with a resentful look on his face, gritting his teeth with hatred.

Fang You smiled faintly, and he didn't care about the hatred for this mentally retarded boy at all. Jiang Changsheng's eyes shrank slightly, and his eyes swept Fang You, but he didn't care at all. This boy was dressed in ordinary clothes and didn't look like a person who scared away the gangsters. It must be that his son Jiang Dahai was too arrogant and offended the gangsters and beaten them up for fear of embarrassment and put the charge on the young man.

"I'm afraid we will run away. Jiang Changsheng, don't worry, we don't have to run away, you don't have to follow us anymore, Yangyang, let's look inside." As if he understood that Jiang Changsheng was here to find fault on purpose, Wang Mingcheng sneered and took Wang Chongyang and Fang You to the street. He turned around, but his face was full of bitterness. Even if it was one more month, the thousand-year-old ginseng could not be found. He did not give up hope, but hope gave up himself.

Fang You followed Wang Mingcheng and winked at Wang Chongyang. Wang Chongyang nodded, "Dad, have you brought that contract with you? I want to see it."

Wang Mingcheng was stunned for a moment. He wanted to ask you what he was doing, but looking at his son's equally tired face, he felt ache, and took out the contract worth five million from his body, sighed, "Yang Yang, there is no loophole in this, everything is calculated by them."

Wang Chongyang also knew that there were no loopholes in this contract. But Fang You wanted to see it, but he couldn't refuse, "Dad, go and see the medicinal materials, I just take a look."

After taking the notarized contract from Wang Chongyang, Fang You looked at it carefully and did not miss a single word. The contract was not long, only a few hundred words, but it was related to the happiness of Wang Chongyang's family.

"Hmph, boy, don't read it anymore. We have one of the contracts, you can't change them even if you want to. Can you fight? Even if you beat me again, there is no word for this five million." Seeing Fang You pick up the contract and read it carefully, Jiang Dahai, who had been covering his face, snorted coldly, with a little proud look on his face.

Fang You ignored him and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the last sight. He then raised his head and looked at Jiang Changsheng and his son with a smile, as if in his eyes, these two people were already two insignificant particles of dust.

"Boy, why are you laughing at? You have the ability to find Millennium Ginseng for me. Ouch, it hurts so much." Seeing the boy showing this annoying smile again, Jiang Dahai remembered his dog's posture of eating shit, and immediately shouted angrily, but it touched his wounded pig face, and he couldn't help but cover his face and screamed in pain.

Fang You smiled, but ignored this pig-like product, followed Wang Mingcheng directly and walked into this small pharmacy.

Unlike the neat cabinets in ordinary Chinese medicine stores, there are several shelves placed in this medicinal materials store, and on the shelves are packs of Chinese herbal medicines without any processing. Some are like tree bark, and some are like grassroots. It looks a bit unsightly.

The whole street was filled with an indescribable smell of Chinese medicine, and the smell in the shop was even more intense. When smelling this smell, Fang You did not have the sad face of his childhood. Instead, he took a few breaths comfortably. However, he was a little confused. Why did he seem to like this taste very much? Could it be that he ate ginseng?

Shaking his head, Fang You continued to observe some herbs in the store. None of these herbs could be recognized. Fortunately, the transparent packaging bags of the medicinal materials indicated the specific name of the bag of medicinal materials, such as Angelica and Isatis root, and he even saw a pack of Polygonum multiflorum.

The above value was unexpectedly cheap. Fang You stood there for a while and finally understood why Wang Chongyang was replenished, just like ginseng. Some magical medicinal materials in myths can be seen in real life, but the effects of these medicinal materials are not as exaggerated as those in legends.

The legend of Chinese herbal medicine has a long history. In ancient times, there was a story about Shennong tasting hundreds of herbs. In mythological stories, these medicinal herbs have become treasures of heaven and earth, just like Zhang Guolao in the legend of the Eight Immortals. He was fortunate to eat a thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum and directly became one of the Eight Immortals.

Fang You ate several slices of thousand-year-old ginseng. He didn't know that he was not as good as immortal. It was just that he could not fly, but it was not without any benefit. At least, the gray airflow in his body showed signs of transformation into liquid. Moreover, after taking the two animals, rhubarb and black bear, they could not bear the medicine, which could already show the effect of thousand-year-old ginseng.

Although it is not as exaggerated as the legend can make people become immortals, it can bring unexpected benefits, but this is true.

At this time, Wang Mingcheng was holding a ginseng with many rhizomes on the container and putting it on his nose and smelling it. But after that, he shook his head helplessly.

"Haha, brother, what do you want? This is Changbai Mountain wild ginseng for thirty years. It has not been artificially cultivated. The effect is definitely much stronger than the ones sold in the Chinese medicine shops outside." Looking at the disappointment on Wang Mingcheng's face, an old man in the store wearing Tang suit and glasses, reading a book on a chair, stood up with a smile, walked up to him and asked with a gentle heart.

Fang You was a little bored. When he saw the old man coming over, he immediately looked at the book he was holding in his hand and did not miss any object. This was his habit. Seeing a few ancient characters from the Shennong Bencao Sutra on this book, he couldn't help but smile. This old man didn't forget to learn in business. Just looking at the old man's elegant temperament is very different from the traditional Chinese medicine scammer who sells dog meat outside.

Subconsciously, he absorbed it with the escape technique, but a few traces of spiritual energy came from the book, which made Fang You stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, this book was still an old object.

He sucked the ginseng on a whim. After sucking for a long time, only a little bit of spiritual energy entered, which made him give up his plan to fill the gray airflow in this herbal shop.

Judging from the old man's tone, wild ginseng in the past thirty years seemed very rare, and there was nothing in the herb shop that had been vintage. After thinking about it, Fang You felt relieved. Compared with things that are easy to preserve, herbs are difficult to preserve. Of course, except for the herbs that have not yet been discovered in the soil in the wilderness, almost most of the ones that have been picked cannot be preserved for too long.

"Hehe, old man, you don't need to ask him anymore. You can't give him what he wants. He wants thousand-year-old ginseng. Do you have it here?" Hearing the old man's inquiry, Jiang Dahai smiled and said gloatingly.

Seeing his son's appearance, Jiang Changsheng couldn't help but scold, "Dahai, don't be rude. Old man, I'm sorry, the child is young and does not know how to be polite, I hope he will forgive me."

Hearing Jiang Dahai and the others' words, the old man was slightly stunned, but smiled bitterly. Thousand-year-old ginseng, such an extinct thing, is not something that this small medicine shop can own. It is rare now for more than a hundred years, let alone for a thousand years. Once that thing is discovered, it is a real priceless treasure and must be taken back to the country as a national treasure.

The legend that the thousand-year-old ginseng alone can make everyone crazy about dead people and flesh and bones.

Seeing that these two groups of people are a little wrong, I guess there must be some grudges. I heard that a medicinal material merchant was deceived recently and searched for thousands of years of ginseng everywhere. Perhaps the one in front of me is the one.

The old man also heard about this incident and sympathized with the businessman's experience, but sympathy was sympathy, but this thousand-year-old ginseng could not be produced.

The old man shook his head slightly and stood beside Wang Mingcheng. He was about to say something, but suddenly he seemed to smell something. His nose moved slightly, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he was breathing in a serious manner around.

But after sucking, the old man's expression became more and more serious, and even a hint of shock appeared. His nose was sucking the smell around him, as if he wanted to find out where the smell came from.

The people around were a little confused. Seeing the old man stretching his head and constantly inhaling towards the surroundings, they were full of doubts. The old man seemed to smell something, but in this Chinese medicine shop, the most important thing is all kinds of smells. Is there anything worth looking for when this old man is so bulging.

Seeing the old man's actions, Jiang Dahai's expression changed and he was a little embarrassed. Could it be that the old man smelled the fart he had just given? If he exposed himself in public, wouldn't it be embarrassing? Thinking of this, Jiang Dahai couldn't help but tighten his anus, and quickly moved to the side, completely giving the fart position to his father.

The old man moved his nose hard and kept inhaling air towards the location where the people around him were. He had no concern at all about other locations in the Chinese medicine shop, as if the smell was in their location.
Chapter completed!