Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

"Master, are you looking for me?"

At this time, Shopkeeper Liu of Tianrentang walked out under the leadership of the cheongsam girl and stood in front of Du Weigou.

Du Weigou's eyes were filled with joy, and he pointed at the thousand-year-old ginseng in Ning Xiaolei's hand and said, "I'm interested in that thousand-year-old ginseng. It's worth 100 million. Please ask my dad to see if you can get it."

"What, thousand-year-old ginseng?"

In fact, shopkeeper Liu noticed the thousand-year-old ginseng in Ning Xiaolei's hand as soon as he appeared, but he was still shocked when he heard that it was from a thousand years later.

He has been engaged in the medicinal industry for more than thirty years, but this is the first time he has heard of Thousand-Year Ginseng.

Walking up to Ning Xiaolei, shopkeeper Liu looked excitedly at the thousand-year-old ginseng in his hand, trembling all over and saying, "Little brother, can you show it to me?"

"Okay." Ning Xiaolei nodded and handed it over directly. It was just for viewing, not selling.

To be honest, Ning Xiaolei was very confused about selling to Tianrentang.

Originally, because of his relationship with Du Weigou, he was reluctant to sell ginseng to Tianrentang, and he always felt like he was asking for compromise.

Although he needs money now, it is not necessary yet.

In addition, after seeing the performance of Mr. Zhao and Xiao Li just now, he always felt that there was a big story in it. It seemed that selling ginseng to them was the right choice.

"You idiot, listen to me and sell the ginseng to Mr. Zhao at a cheaper price. It doesn't look like ordinary people. We will definitely not regret it in the future!"

Ning Xiaolei was frowning and thinking, when suddenly a faint orchid aura came close to his face, and then Lin Yumeng whispered to him in a low voice.

Looking at Lin Yumeng in surprise, Ning Xiaolei showed a hint of joy in his eyes.

This little girl can do it, she actually thinks about it with me.

"Hey, Xiao Li, let's go!"

After looking at the Millennium Ginseng with nostalgia, Mr. Zhao sighed and greeted Xiao Li to leave.

Seeing this, Ning Xiaolei hurriedly shouted: "Mr. Zhao, wait a moment."

"Little brother, what's the matter?" Hearing this, Mr. Zhao turned his head and looked at Ning Xiaolei in confusion.

Ning Xiaolei showed a smile on his face and said, "I have decided to sell my thousand-year-old ginseng to you."

"Ah, what?"

"Ning Xiaolei, what do you mean? Doesn't this old man have no money?"

"Little brother, you have to think carefully. One hundred million is not enough. Our Tianrentang can give you a higher price."

As soon as Ning Xiaolei said these words, the scene exploded.

Mr. Zhao and Xiao Li were full of surprise.

Du Weigou was furious.

Shopkeeper Liu looked anxious and grabbed the ginseng tightly.

Everyone else was also shocked and looked at Ning Xiaolei in confusion.

Looking at everyone's performance with a smile, Ning Xiaolei repeated: "I said I wanted to sell ginseng to Mr. Zhao. Everyone heard it right."

"Wow!"

The crowd was excited again, and many people looked at Ning Xiaolei in confusion, wondering why he suddenly went crazy.

At this time, Mr. Zhao, who had regained his composure, looked at Ning Xiaolei and said with a wry smile: "Little brother, I don't have that much money."

"I know, Mr. Zhao, please give me some. You are quite similar to an elder of mine, so just treat me as a filial piety to my elders."

Ning Xiaolei smiled and shook his head with an unconcerned expression.

"What, are you serious?" Mr. Zhao was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward, grabbed Ning Xiaolei's hand tightly, and asked excitedly.

"Uh-huh, Mr. Zhao, it hurts." Ning Xiaolei suddenly felt as if his wrist was caught by iron pliers, and layers of cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

Mr. Zhao's grip strength was actually extremely strong, even stronger than his strength after taking the demon power pill.

But in this way, it was further confirmed that Mr. Zhao's identity was just as he and Lin Yumeng had guessed. He was definitely not an ordinary person.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, little brother, I didn't hurt you. It's my fault. I apologize to you."

Realizing the problem, Mr. Zhao hurriedly apologized to Ning Xiaolei, with a face full of self-blame.

Ning Xiaolei shook his head with a smile and said: "Mr. Zhao, I, Ning Xiaolei, am not that weak, haha!"

Mr. Zhao was stunned for a moment, looked at Ning Xiaolei in surprise, and then started laughing too.

Xiao Li, who was behind Mr. Zhao, rushed to Shopkeeper Liu with a face full of ecstasy and said loudly: "Give me the ginseng."

"I……"

Shopkeeper Liu looked reluctant to give up and hugged the ginseng tightly. In so many years of working in the industry, he had only seen such a thousand-year-old ginseng. For the rest of his life, he didn't know if he would have this opportunity.

Just when Shopkeeper Liu didn't know what to choose, Du Weigou suddenly jumped out and snorted: "Who said this is your ginseng? Who saw that it is yours? This is obviously my Tianrentang's thousand-year ginseng."

Damn, how can you be so shameless with so many people watching!

Hearing Du Weigou's words, Ning Xiaolei's nose was almost crooked with anger. This is a rhythm that cannot be bought and is planned to be hacked. Who the hell gives you the courage to do so.