80s Peasant Girl

While chatting, the three of them came to a very lively street with people coming and going, and there were many shops and street stalls on both sides.

Since the opening of the policy, more and more people are doing business in the sea. At first, some people may feel that the style of doing business is relatively low.

But according to the people who do business around them, life is slowly becoming more and more prosperous.

What style is not stylish, it is important to have a stomach.

Soon a series of various self-employment businesses emerged, and among these business people, not everyone was like Qin Xian.

There are many resources available, most of which start at the most difficult times.

And it's not all smooth sailing, some are losing money, some are making money, and of course more are earning some hard money.

But even so, there are still more and more people doing business.

At this time, the street they were on was a well-known commercial street in City X.

"In the old society, this place was a market."

"The policy is open, and the big guys think of doing business here. In just a few years, a lot of people have gathered here."

Mr. Tan introduced with a smile.

"It's really lively."

Qin Wenjun on the side has long been attracted by the goods on the stalls on both sides.

These things are really varied. Most of them are handicrafts such as bamboo and rattan, followed by fruits and medicinal materials, and there are even some old objects that look dilapidated.

While talking, they came to the corner of the street, not far ahead, surrounded by a large group of people.

From the noisy discussion, I could faintly hear words like wild ginseng, hundred years old, etc.

Qin Xian immediately became interested.

When she was in Shan'ao Village, she preferred to look for precious medicinal materials, but she didn't have much chance when she came to save trouble.

Sensing her interested expression, Mr. Tan greeted Qin Wenjun who was looking at bamboo woven gadgets at a booth.

The three of them walked towards the place where people gathered.

Surrounded by the crowd was a floor stall, a piece of rag, and on the rag lay two large pieces of moss with soil.

Two ginseng plants, one large and one small, were wrapped in moss, with only one head exposed and some roots.

Qin Xian is quite familiar with such things as medicinal materials. From this point of view, although only a little bit is exposed, these two ginseng plants are all proper wild ginseng.

As for the exact year, she had no way of judging it, and she hadn't seen the whole picture.

Turning his gaze, the owner of the booth was a dark middle-aged man, squatting on the ground, smoking a dry cigarette.

He didn't yell, he only answered when someone asked, and the answer was more mechanical.

When asked how old it is, he replied, the big one is a hundred years old, and the small one is more than 40 years old.

Ask how much it is, and he will let people look at it, and sell it if the price is right.

It's not that no one asked other questions, but the middle-aged man didn't answer much. The most correct answer was when he was asked where he was from.

Hanzi's hometown is a relatively famous place, and wild ginseng is also relatively famous.

It's just that that place is not close to City X. This guy sells things, why did he come here?

Moreover, the wild ginseng of medium quality is not sold on the stalls like him.

Most of the people are in the medicinal material business, or some wealthy big bosses come to the door, or find a place to make an appointment to talk.

"You are wrong, you are from Changshan, why did you come here to sell things?"

Hearing the doubt, the man who was silent for a long time finally opened his mouth.

It turned out that someone in the family was seriously ill and needed to spend a lot of money on medical treatment. He was driving up the mountain in front of him, and ran over non-stop when he got the news.

This wild ginseng was also brought over by the way.

It's not that he didn't go to the pharmacy to ask, but the price they gave was inappropriate and didn't match the price in his heart, so he didn't make a move.

I heard that there are many people in this commercial street, so I came here to see if I can meet someone who knows the goods and has money.

After figuring out the situation, those who Naxi originally wanted to pick up on the leak also stopped thinking at this time.

Everyone has gone to the pharmacy to ask, and it seems that they have asked more than one, otherwise they would not have come here to set up a street stall.

Zha Ha slowly quieted down, but Qin Xian spoke.

"Can I open it and have a look?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, she attracted everyone's attention.

Looking at her age and her simple attire, one can tell that she is not a rich person. Even if someone is in a hurry to sell 100-year-old wild ginseng, it is not something that anyone can afford.

"Little girl, how can you look at this precious thing from a lifetime ago?"

"If something goes wrong, you can't afford it."

Recognize someone to speak up.

It's just that these words are not very pleasing to the ear.

However, Qin Xian ignored it and just stared at the middle-aged man inquiringly.

The man nodded, and started to work himself, uncovering the moss wrapped on it.

The people on the side exclaimed one after another, and it was the first time they saw the whole picture of this thing.

Although the man had uncovered it just now, it was only a little bit more exposed.

"The quality is good. Uncle, is there any time for us to find a place to talk?"

Hearing this, everyone was startled, and the man looked at her deeply, a little wary.

"Uncle, don't worry, we are not bad people."

"My sister is going to buy your wild ginseng."

"You don't think this is a place for conversation, is it?"

Qin Wenjun spoke hastily.

The man was still silent, and at this time Mr. Tan also spoke.

"If my brother doesn't believe it, let's not go far. There is a teahouse over there. Let's just go and sit there."

The man looked at Mr. Tan, and he looked like a rich man.

Although he was still a little hesitant, his vigilance was slightly loosened when he thought that he was not said to take him to any other place, but in the teahouse by the roadside.

This is not an ordinary thing, and naturally it cannot be sold on the street for money like other things.

If he really gave money in the street, he would have to think about it, after all, he knew the reason why this person was not familiar with the place, and his wealth was not revealed.

Quickly wrapped the two plants of wild ginseng and stood up.

"Let's go."

Qin Xian smiled faintly, turned around and walked out. He really found a teahouse nearby and asked for a private room.

"Uncle, your two wild ginseng plants are of good quality, and the year is similar to what you said. I sincerely buy it. Please give me a price."

Although what she said was serious, the man didn't really believe it, it was because the little girl's clothes were too ordinary.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at Mr. Tan who was sitting beside him.

In his opinion, among the three, only this one can afford it.

Moreover, he felt that this person was most likely the elder of the two young people's family.

At this time, it is natural to talk to the elders, and then talk to a little girl.

Seeing his gaze, Mr. Tan immediately understood what he was thinking and smiled politely.