Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

"This..." Du Weigou rolled his eyes and suddenly saw Ning Xiaolei who had not left yet. He had a plan in his mind. He pointed at Ning Xiaolei and said to the old man: "Old man, it was him who shouted just now."

"Huh?" Following the direction of Du Weigou's finger, the old man's eyes fell on Ning Xiaolei.

Judging from the appearance, Ning Xiaolei was dressed in ordinary street stall attire, and he was not a wealthy person.

But the old man did not look down on Ning Xiaolei because of this, and said kindly: "Little brother, is what he said true?"

Ning Xiaolei nodded first, but then shook his head and said, "I shouted the words, but I didn't shout randomly."

For some reason, the old man in front of him gave Ning Xiaolei a dangerous aura.

Standing in front of him, Ning Xiaolei always felt an invisible pressure and did not dare to speak nonsense.

"Oh, so, little brother, do you really have thousand-year-old ginseng?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then asked with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Ning Xiaolei nodded and said: "I think my ginseng is thousands of years old, but the successor of Tianrentang thinks I am lying. Please ask the old gentleman to authenticate it."

"Obviously you are talking nonsense. There is no thousand-year-old ginseng in this world." Du Weigou glared at Ning Xiaolei and argued.

Too lazy to argue with Du Weigou, Ning Xiaolei directly unzipped his clothes, exposed the thousand-year-old ginseng wrapped inside, held it in both hands and handed it to the old man.

In an instant, a strong fragrance spread out to the surroundings. Anyone who smelled it felt refreshed and felt as if their body was much younger.

"This this……"

The old man stared at the thousand-year-old ginseng in his hand with wide eyes. If nothing else, the aroma alone was not comparable to those two or three hundred-year-old ginseng.

Taking a deep breath, the old man looked at it carefully, inch by inch, as if he were holding a rare treasure.

After a long time, the old man's eyes showed great excitement and he said loudly: "Yes, yes, it's a thousand years old. I finally found it, hahaha!"

"What, is it really Millennium Ginseng?"

"How is this possible? There is a thousand-year-old ginseng in this world. What an international joke."

"The facts are in front of us. It's ridiculous that Tianrentang, such a treasure that can become a treasure of the store, just wanted to turn it away."

"As the little brother said just now, the successor of Tianrentang is a frog in the well and has a small mind."

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Damn it!

Listening to the chatter of everyone around him, Du Weigou felt as if his mouth was stuffed with stinking dog feces.

He never imagined that Ning Xiaolei actually had a thousand-year-old ginseng.

It’s a waste that I screamed so fiercely just now. Isn’t this just a slap in the face?

If word got out, he could imagine that his father would be furious and wish he could slap him.

This is a thousand-year-old ginseng, something that can only be found but cannot be found.

If he had that thousand-year-old ginseng, he could fully imagine that his Tianrentang's status would be famous not only in Tiancheng, but also throughout the country.

But such a good opportunity was missed by him.

Thinking of this, Du Weigou was so angry that he almost vomited blood and hated Ning Xiaolei even more.

Damn it, if I had taken it out early in the morning, I wouldn’t have driven you away even if I had deep hatred!

Lin Xin, who was next to Du Weigou, had a similar expression. Her mouth was almost big enough to hold an egg.

She thought hard, but she couldn't figure out where Ning Xiaolei got the thousand-year-old ginseng.

Was it given by Lin Yumeng?

But it doesn't look like the situation. If it was given by Lin Yumeng, it would definitely be placed in a delicate box, and it would not be randomly stuffed into Ning Xiaolei's clothes like now.

Not to mention Du Weigou and Lin Yumeng, after confirming that it was Millennium Ginseng, the old man who had been ecstatic for a long time gradually calmed down and his eyes fell on Ning Xiaolei.

"Little brother, what do you want to do with this thousand-year-old ginseng?"

"this……"

Ning Xiaolei was dumbfounded, how did I know, shouldn't this be the price you set?

At this time, Lin Yumeng on the side spoke and rescued Ning Xiaolei.

"Old man, there was a ginseng that was more than 300 years old on the market before, and it sold for 10 million. Xiao Lei, this is a thousand-year ginseng. It is worth many times more than the 300-year-old ginseng. It is conservatively estimated to be 100 million. If it is auctioned It can be higher."

"So expensive? But I don't have that much money!" The old man scratched his head and said with embarrassment.

"Ah?" This time it was Ning Xiaolei and Lin Yumeng's turn to be dumbfounded. How could they negotiate without money?