The whole mountain is my hunting ground.

Chapter 1992 Life-Saving Ginseng, Life-Supplementing Ginseng, Shen Qiushan Sawing Trees (8k2 combine

Chapter 1992 Life-Saving Ginseng, Life-Supplementing Ginseng, Shen Qiushan Sawing Trees (8k two-in-one)

The members of the Zhao family were all feeling quite stifled, and in the eyes of others, Zhao Jun had fallen into a disadvantageous position in his argument with Shen Qiushan.

As the host, Wu Baoguo, seeing that his nephew hadn't suffered any loss, smiled and smoothed things over, saying to Zhao Jun, "Chief Zhao, don't be angry. The money from rafting is just so-so; whoever is lucky gets it. My nephew got it first, and then it's your turn."

Wu Baoguo's words had a hidden meaning, but Zhao Jun seemed not to understand, and with a flick of his hand, he said irritably, "What good fortune do I have? All the good fortune has been given to you!"

"I..." Upon hearing this, Shen Qiushan was about to step forward and question Zhao Jun. Although he had obtained the "Ginseng in the Tree", the Ginseng King that his father had left clues to had been taken away by the Zhao family.

This matter has been on Shen Qiushan's mind, and he wants to get to the bottom of it with Zhao Jun.

Wu Baoguo saw through his nephew's thoughts, but he did not approve of Shen Qiushan's actions.

So Wu Baoguo stepped forward and blocked Shen Qiushan's way, saying to Zhao Jun and Shao Tianpeng, "Zhao, Shao, come on, let's go upstairs to eat. These people are waiting for you two families."

As soon as Wu Baoguo said this, Song Da, Yu Wanshan and others stepped forward to greet Zhao Jun, Shao Tianpeng and Shao Zhiqiang.

There's nothing wrong with that. After all, Zhao Jun and Shao Zhiqiang are the leaders, and Shao Tianpeng is a senior figure in the industry and the old leader of the Shao family gang. They are all very familiar with each other.

After greeting Zhao Jun and the Shao family, Yu Wanshan and the others nodded to Li Ruhai.

Li Ruhai responded with a smile and clasped his hands in greeting, leaving Ma Sheng and Lin Xiangshun, who were unfamiliar with the situation, stunned.

Because of their shared experience in suppressing bandits, although this was only the second time Zhao Jun had met these bosses and gang leaders, they walked and talked and laughed as if they were old friends reuniting.

When everyone arrived in front of the building, Zhao Jun looked up at the three-story building. He wanted a place like this, but he couldn't buy one in Shanhe.

"Zhao, the leader!" Yu Wanshan and Dai Chunhua called out to Zhao Jun as he walked inside, followed by Zhao and Shao's groups.

Once inside, the members of each gang chatted about everyday life and the fun they had while hunting in the mountains, with bursts of laughter rising and falling.

Meanwhile, Wei Rongbo, the manager of the Wu family gang, was talking to six people.

Upon seeing Zhao Jun and his group enter, the noisy chatter in the hall subsided considerably, and Wei Rongbo and the two groups of people stood up.

"Come on, Zhao and Shao, let me introduce you." As soon as Wu Baoguo said this, Zhao Jun and Shao Zhiqiang hurriedly stepped forward.

Despite their low social status, the Ginseng Gang has many rules and regulations, which made it impossible for Shao Tianpeng to step forward.

"This is our foreman Shao, and this is foreman Zhao," Wu Baoguo introduced Shao Zhiqiang and Zhao Jun in turn, and the two introduced themselves.

At this moment, Zhao Jun secretly observed the six people opposite him. Judging from their previous seats and current positions, Zhao Jun could tell that they were two groups of people.

What's even more interesting is that both groups consisted of one old man and two middle-aged men.

"This is Old Manager Chen of Yuhetang in Zhangshu City, Jiangxi Province." Wu Baoguo first introduced the group of people on the left. When Zhao Jun heard that the group was from Zhangshu, Jiangxi Province, he immediately understood.

In his previous life, he worked in the ginseng trade and didn't have a deep understanding of the four major medicinal herbs, but he did know which four they were.

Zhangshu City in Jiangxi Province is one of them. The saying "medicines are incomplete without Zhangshu, and medicines are ineffective without passing through Zhangshu" has been passed down for thousands of years, meaning that the world's medicinal materials are most complete here.

"Chen Huailin." Old Manager Chen introduced himself, and the two middle-aged men beside him, the one whose face resembled his, was his son, Chen Maosheng, who was also the current manager of Yuhetang.

As for the other person, named Tang Fuquan, Wu Baoguo introduced him as Boss Tang. Seeing the large gold bracelet on his wrist, Zhao Jun deduced that he must be a businessman.

Coincidentally, the other group had the same combination.

According to Wu Baoguo's introduction, the three men all came from Yulin, Guangxi Province. The eldest was Zhao Deshan, the old manager of the Yuegui Pharmaceutical Company, and the two middle-aged men were his son Zhao Runchuan and Li Mingjun, who was in the medicinal herb business.

Zhao Jun, after all, had limited education. When he heard about Yulin, the only thing he could think of was the dog meat festival.

It was already quite late, and everyone had arrived, so Wu Baoguo hurriedly ordered the dishes to be served.

When Wu Baoguo sent out invitations to everyone, he said that Shen Qiushan would pay for all expenses, including food and lodging, for this trip.

Because of the various business owners present, Shen Qiushan spared no expense on the food for today's meal.

He slaughtered a pig in the morning and specially hired a chef and helper from a restaurant to prepare a variety of dishes, including braised pork slices, stir-fried pork belly, braised pork ribs, braised pork hock, braised pork belly, roast chicken bought from outside, and various seasonal vegetables stir-fried, stewed, quick-fried, and mixed. All twelve dishes were served on large platters, filling the whole table.

Xifeng liquor, Hongtashan cigarettes, soft drinks, and beer were all in ample supply. This was a rare sight for the ginseng enthusiasts, and they all ate with gusto.

Actually, the food and wine were nothing to the Zhao family gang, but Zhao Jun had instructed them before they came to eat as much of Shen Qiushan's mother's food as they wanted!

"Third Uncle, come here!" Li Baoyu picked up a piece of braised pork knuckle skin with his chopsticks.

The braised pork knuckle that had just been served had already been devoured by everyone, leaving only a ring of lean meat clinging to the bone.

There's no way around it, the skin of the braised pork knuckle is incredibly delicious; during the cooking process, all the fat is stewed into the skin.

It's not greasy at all when you first taste it; it's smooth and sticky on your lips, and it melts in your mouth with a gentle touch, filling your mouth with the aroma of meat and collagen, moist but not oily.

"I can't eat anymore." Although Xing San said this, he still accepted Li Baoyu's kindness and slurped the piece of pork knuckle skin into his mouth.

The old man was over seventy years old after all, and no matter how good his health was, his appetite wasn't what it used to be. Especially in the last six months, with plenty of oily food, Xing San ate even less.

Feeling that he couldn't eat anymore, Xing San put his chopsticks down on the table and subconsciously reached into his pocket to take out his pack of Zhonghua cigarettes.

"Brother!" Seeing this, Wang Qiang quickly grabbed Xing San's hand, then took the Hongtashan cigarettes from the table and handed them to Xing San, whispering, "Why not have a smoke if you're going to lose out!"

Seeing the Hongtashan cigarettes, Xing Sanyi frowned. Once you're used to the good stuff, it just doesn't feel right to switch to something inferior.

But just as Xing San was stunned, Wang Qiang shoved a cigarette into his hand.

That wasn't all. Wang Qiang then scattered the remaining dozen or so cigarettes in the pack around the room. He put one in his mouth and tucked the other behind his ear.

"Hey bro," Wang Qiang said, holding an empty cigarette pack, to Shen Jiabang's clerk who was standing to the side acting as a waiter. "Give me two more packs of cigarettes."

The man from the Shen family gang couldn't help but roll his eyes, then turned around and took out two boxes of Hongtashan cigarettes from the box behind him, reluctantly handing them to Wang Qiang.

Wang Qiang took the cigarette, turned around, and saw Jie Chen hand over the empty wine bottle.

"Why don't you just ask for it yourself!" Wang Qiang said irritably. "You're not without a mouth."

Jie Chen pushed the wine bottle next to Wang Qiang's bowl and whispered, "Uncle, you come here. I'm too young, so I'm sorry."

"How could I possibly have the nerve?" Wang Qiang glared fiercely at Xie Chen, then picked up the wine bottle and called back, "Brother, get me another bottle of wine."

As soon as Wang Qiang finished speaking, Xie Chen chimed in, "Give me two bottles, so we don't have to ask you for them after we've finished them."

Wang Qiang: "..."

The Shen family member, with a gloomy face, took two bottles of Xifeng liquor. Wang Qiang accepted them with both hands, smiling and nodding at the man, but his enthusiasm was met with indifference.

The moment Wang Qiang turned around and placed the wine bottle on the table, his face turned red.

In all honesty, Young Master Wang never did such a thing.

At this moment, Wang Qiang had a thought: if he had known it would be like this, he would have stayed home and let Zhao Youcai come instead.

Suddenly, Wang Qiang's vision blurred, and the wine bottle he had just put down was taken away by Jie Chen.

Xie Chen stood up and handed a bottle of wine to Zhang Yuanmin across from him. There was one bottle left. After Xie Chen sat down, he used his back teeth to open the bottle cap and poured a glass for Wang Qiang first.

"Drink up, Uncle! If you drink this much, you can have another!" Xie Chen urged, and Wang Qiang remained silent.

Compared to the Zhao family gang who were indulging in lavish meals and drinks, Zhao Jun was much more reserved. After all, he neither smoked nor drank, and those at the table were all respectable people; he couldn't afford to do anything shameful.

Since they don't drink alcohol, they eat quickly. Zhao Jun finished eating first and then chatted with old man Zhao Deshan, who was sitting next to him.

Zhao Jun then realized that although Yulin was not one of the four major medicinal herb capitals, it was the fragrance capital of the South and the hometown of southern medicinal herbs.

The Yuegui Pharmaceutical Company, run by Zhao Deshan and his son, connects with herbal medicine farmers in Guangdong and Guangxi, and with herbal medicine merchants in Guangzhou, Shenzhen, Foshan and other places. Its strength should not be underestimated.

The reason Zhao Deshan came this time was because he was asked by Li Mingjun to help him identify the ginseng in the tree.

Zhao Deshan also told Zhao Jun that Chen Huailin, the old shopkeeper from Jiangxi Province, was invited by Tang Fuquan, with the same purpose: to identify the ginseng in that tree.

"Grandpa, did you see that big treasure?" Zhao Jun whispered in Zhao Deshan's ear. Zhao Deshan shook his head and said in extremely broken Mandarin, "We saw it, but we didn't see it."

"Huh?" Zhao Jun was taken aback when he heard Zhao Deshan say, "I only saw a piece of wood wrapped in red cloth, but I didn't see any ginseng."

"That must be a special treasure, hehe..." Zhao Jun said, unable to help but chuckle.

Zhao Deshan shook his head again. He had been an apprentice in a pharmacy since childhood and had seen wild ginseng from Northeast China and some rare ginseng varieties, but he had never heard of such a treasure.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, the room dispersed. The various bosses went up to the third floor, where they each had their own rooms, while the major ginseng gangs stayed in the bungalows, just like last time.

None of the leaders or ginseng handlers complained about this. After all, these bosses were not only Wu Baoguo's benefactors, but also their benefactors.

The Zhao family gang was still staying in the same room as last time. The west room was occupied by the Shao family gang, and the east room was originally occupied by the Pang family gang. But this time, not a single member of the Pang family gang came.

Since there were many people from the Zhao family who came this time, they were divided into two rooms to live in.

Before resting, the Zhao family members gathered together and plotted under the dim light.

"Big Brother!" Li Ruhai spoke first, lowering his voice and saying mysteriously to Zhao Jun, "I've found out, and it's just as you predicted. None of those ginseng gangs brought anything good. It was all old stuff, and some of them were crippled or injured."

Since it's a Ginseng King's Ginseng Festival, there can't be just one ginseng. Shen Qiushan's precious ginseng will be the last to appear, and there needs to be a warm-up segment beforehand.

Normally, given such an opportunity, the leaders of various ginseng guilds would be happy to bring out their best ginseng.

But this time, all those bosses came for Shen Qiushan's precious treasure.

Before their prized possessions are taken, those business owners will hold onto their funds tightly.

In this situation, it's difficult to sell any type of ginseng at a good price. The more expensive the ginseng, the greater the potential loss. Conversely, less valuable ginseng, because its price is already low, will result in less loss.

Zhao Jun had considered this before he came. Moreover, he brought two mediocre-quality fourth-grade seedlings from home, claiming he was there to help create a lively atmosphere and show courtesy to fellow travelers.

The Zhao family had no objection to this, but Ma Sheng looked at Li Ruhai in surprise and asked, "Ruhai, when did you find out about this?"

Since they lived in the same village, Ma Sheng naturally knew Li Ruhai's abilities.

But in his memory, he didn't recall Li Ruhai talking to any outsiders today.

"Hehe." Li Ruhai chuckled and said, "When we were eating, I left the table early, didn't I? After that, I waited outside the outhouse. If any of the Yu or Dai family members came to the outhouse, I would chat with them."

Hearing Li Ruhai's words, Ma Sheng's expression turned somewhat strange, while Zhang Yuanmin praised Li Ruhai, saying, "Ruhai, I've noticed that you're quite promising as soon as you step out the door."

Zhang Yuanmin's words were true; Li Ruhai had performed very well at the last meeting. While Zhang Yuanmin and the others were making a lot of noise, Li Ruhai was the most taciturn one.

Zhao Jun cast an approving glance at Li Ruhai and said, "Ruhai, proceed according to plan tomorrow."

Upon hearing Zhao Jun's words, Li Ruhai abruptly stood up, solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute to Zhao Jun, and said, "Ruhai obeys!"

……

The next day, July 12, 1988.

After getting up that day, the Zhao family gang quickly washed up and then joined the Shao family gang for breakfast.

On the way, Zhao Jun said to Shao Tianpeng and Shao Zhiqiang, "Uncle Shao, I'll be leaving after the meeting today."

"Huh?" Both father and son were taken aback. Shao Zhiqiang blurted out, "Won't the meeting end in the afternoon? When are you going to get home?"

"That's not a problem," Zhao Jun explained with a smile. "There's a lot of work to do back home, so we'll head back tonight."

Hearing Zhao Jun say this, Shao Tianpeng and Shao Zhiqiang didn't say anything.

Once inside the building, steaming hot steamed buns were already ready.

Two kinds of fillings are available: pork and scallion, and chives and egg. They are served with white rice porridge, various pickled vegetables, salted duck eggs, and boiled eggs.

After dinner, everyone went straight to the second floor. The entire floor was a conference room, and the Zhao family group sat in the same spot as last time, next to the Shao family group.

The two groups were already familiar with each other, so they chatted when they got together.

Shao Jun, who had come along to broaden his horizons, suddenly sensed something was amiss. He craned his neck to glance at the Zhao family gang members before asking Zhang Yuanmin, "Brother Zhang, where's Ru Hai? I remember he came."

"You're here." Zhang Yuanmin smiled and said, "Goed to the outhouse?"

As soon as Zhang Yuanmin finished speaking, Wu Baoguo, Shen Qiushan, and Wei Rongbo escorted a person upstairs.

The man was wearing a floral shirt, floral shorts, and large sunglasses.

These days, it's rare to see people dressed like this in Northeast China.

"Dear bosses and fellow travelers," Wu Baoguo greeted the crowd with a fist and palm salute, and loudly introduced the man in floral attire beside him, saying, "This gentleman here is Mr. Yang from Shenzhen."

Mr. Yang pushed his sunglasses up and greeted everyone in Cantonese, saying "Hello everyone."

Shen Qiushan warmly invited Boss Yang to sit down and even poured him tea. From this gesture, Zhao Jun concluded that Boss Yang was a wealthy man.

Wu Baoguo seemed much more profound than Shen Qiushan. As he walked in, he greeted the leaders of the various ginseng gangs and asked them if they had rested well last night.

At this moment, everyone's attention was on Boss Yang, who had just entered. No one noticed that Li Ruhai had quietly slipped up and walked along the edge to where the Zhao family gang was.

Seeing Li Ruhai approach, Li Baoyu pushed Wang Qiang away from in front of him.

Wang Qiang glanced back and saw that Li Ruhai had returned. Wang Qiang's eyes lit up.

Li Ruhai smiled and nodded to Wang Qiang, giving him a "it's all settled" look. Seeing this, Wang Qiang quickly patted Zhao Jun, who was sitting in front of him.

Zhao Jun turned around and looked in the direction Wang Qiang pointed. He saw Li Ruhai nodding at him, and Zhao Jun instantly felt reassured.

To be honest, Li Ruhai is becoming more and more reliable in handling matters, and he never lets anything down.

In this respect, Zhao Jun believes that Li Ruhai is much better than Zhang Yuanmin.

Having a clear understanding of the situation, Zhao Jun waited quietly for the meeting to begin.

Wu Baoguo walked around and spoke with all the bosses and foremen. After confirming that everyone had arrived, Wu Baoguo clapped his hands, and the whispering in the room subsided.

Wu Baoguo began with the same opening remarks as last time, but at the end, he said with a smile, "The bosses who came today are all very powerful. My Wu family gang is just throwing out an example to get the ball rolling."

As he spoke, Wu Baoguo waved to Wei Rongbo, who then stepped forward carrying a tray.

There was a red cloth on the tray. Wu Baoguo pinched the tip of the ginseng root and picked up a ginseng seedling from it.

The goose-neck reed has a perfectly round, bumpy body; the ginseng body looks like a small, bumpy ball.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Wu Baoguo had gone to great lengths for his nephew.

“This ginseng is almost a hundred years old, and weighs eight mace and two fen when dried. It has three sections of reed, a jujube-shaped stem, doesn’t leak juice, has a lumpy body and iron-wire patterns, and is a second-grade ginseng.” Wu Baoguo laughed and said, “Let’s pass it around and take a look. After that, you can name your price, and whoever offers the highest price will get it.”

After saying that, Wu Baoguo put the ginseng back on the tray, and then Wei Rongbo, carrying the tray, walked towards the boss first.

After everyone had examined it, Wei Rongbo took the ginseng and headed towards the ginseng gang.

After being passed around, Wei Rongbo returned to Wu Baoguo's side.

Wu Baoguo smiled, raised his hand to clasp his hands in a fist salute to the surrounding area, and said, "Our starting price is two thousand five. Whichever boss takes a fancy to it, we'll give them a price."

No sooner had Wu Baoguo finished speaking than Mr. Yang, the man in the floral shirt, made his offer: "Two thousand five."

“Okay, Mr. Yang will offer two thousand five.” Wu Baoguo spread his palm out, gesturing towards Mr. Yang, and then looked at the others.

"Two thousand eight," Song Da said. As soon as he finished speaking, Boss Yang sneered, "Three thousand."

Mr. Yang ordered three thousand in one gulp, and the room fell silent.

It's not that the price is too high; you should know that second-grade wild ginseng is considered top-quality.

The ginseng king in the Jilin Hall of the Great Hall of the People was only rated as second-class when it first arrived at the purchasing station.

Three thousand is not a high price at all. Just a few days ago, Zhao Jun sold Bi Dongsheng a fifth-grade leaf seedling, which was classified as third grade and weighed much less than this, and it still sold for more than two thousand nine hundred.

Therefore, selling this ginseng for three thousand yuan is not high. Putting aside everything else, you can make a profit just by taking this ginseng to a purchasing station and reselling it.

If selling a purchasing station is this expensive, then the price should be even higher when it's traded at the Ginseng King Conference.

It's safe to say that if this ginseng had appeared at the last Ginseng King Conference, its price could have been as high as five thousand.

But right now, Song Da, Zhang Yuejin, Tang Fuquan, and Li Mingjun all remained silent, knowing that this price was too cheap for this ginseng.

But they came for the legendary ginseng from the tree. With limited funds, they needed to save their money for last. So even if it looked cheap, they couldn't buy it.

So, some of the big bosses lowered their heads to drink tea, while others whispered to each other. Only Boss Yang looked at Wu Baoguo with excitement.

Wu Baoguo's heart was bleeding; he knew, of course, that he had lost out. But there was nothing he could do. Shen Qiushan was going through a divorce, and the family was barely making ends meet; he had no time to think about tending the mountains.

Since the Shen family gang couldn't produce any decent goods, Wu Baoguo, as his uncle, had to pay out of his own pocket to support them.

Wu Baoguo asked three times, but no one made another offer. Left with no other option, Wu Baoguo reluctantly announced that the ginseng would belong to Boss Yang for three thousand yuan.

Unlike Wu Baoguo's forced smile, Boss Yang was very happy and immediately had his men count out the money for Wei Rongbo.

Zhao Jun looked at Boss Yang with some envy. For a moment, he had even considered bidding against him.

But doing that would definitely offend that guy surnamed Yang.

If Zhao Jun were a ginseng dealer, he would offend Boss Yang.

The crucial issue is that Zhao Jun sells ginseng. Especially since Boss Yang might show up at his place again in three days. In this situation, wouldn't it be crazy for Zhao Jun to argue with Boss Yang for a mere thousand or eight hundred?

"Oh dear!" Zhao Jun sighed softly, slowly closing his eyes, imagining the scene three days later when his Cross-Sea Ginseng King, Phoenix Ginseng King, and Three Talents Ginseng King would be frantically snatched up.

Wu Baoguo looked unwell, and Wei Songbo, the manager of the Wu family gang, also had a bitter expression.

But there was no other way; Wei Songbo had to bring out another ginseng seedling to warm things up.

The moment this ginseng seedling appeared, everyone's eyes lit up again.

It has three sections, but the head of the reed is longer and the number of reed bowls is significantly less than the previous seedling. It is over 80 years old and definitely not 90 years old.

Moreover, many of those present were experienced; even without handling the ginseng, they could determine that this ginseng seedling was not as heavy as the previous one.

Sure enough, Wu Baoguo introduced, "This club, dried goods, is worth six qian and four fen. Everyone can see its condition; it has the shape of a 'yuanbao' (ingot).

After speaking, Wu Baoguo put the ginseng back on the tray, which Wei Rongbo then passed around to the bosses.

After Song Da and the others finished reading it, they passed it on to the Ginseng Gang.

Looking at the ginseng seedling in front of him, Zhao Jun felt an itch to get his hands on it.

Although this ginseng seedling is not as old or as heavy as the previous one, if you take it to a purchasing station or a large pharmacy, it will at most be classified as grade three, and its price will be around three thousand yuan.

But if this stuff circulates privately within the ginseng trade and its final destination is Southeast Asia, then that's a different story.

The wealthy and powerful families there collect wild ginseng.

Regardless of the item, once it becomes related to collecting, the most important thing is its condition, just like with antiques and collectibles.

Of course, high-quality wild ginseng generally comes in good condition in terms of age and weight. Varieties like the three-sectioned ginseng and the iron-wire pattern won't grow if they haven't reached a certain age.

Of course, no matter how good the appearance of a wild ginseng that is eighty or ninety years old, its value will not exceed that of the King of Ginseng.

This brings us to the efficacy of wild ginseng. Wild ginseng that is over a hundred years old is considered a life-saving ginseng. It can be used in medicine to save lives, and can be taken orally to nourish vital energy.

Wild ginseng that is 80 years or older but less than 100 years old is considered a life-sustaining ginseng.

The ginseng from this year has a restrained medicinal power and abundant spiritual energy, capable of reviving the weak and restoring vital energy, and even having the effect of prolonging life.

As for wild ginseng aged fifty to eighty years, it is considered a life-sustaining ginseng. It replenishes vital energy, regulates qi and blood, and nourishes the five internal organs, making it suitable for treating chronic diseases and replenishing deficiencies.

The price of a nourishing ginseng can never exceed that of a life-saving ginseng. However, if they are both life-tonifying ginseng, the price difference depends on their quality.

The ginseng seedling in front of Zhao Jun was of exceptional quality among ginsengs under a hundred years old.

Not only does it possess all five elements, but its ingot-shaped body has also reached its maximum potential.

Just now, when Wu Baoguo held the reed head in mid-air with his hand, Zhao Jun looked at it from a distance and it looked like a bright yellow gold ingot.

The ginseng seedling was passed around and eventually returned to Wu Baoguo's hands.

"We'll start at four thousand for this club, and we'll cover the difference if the owner takes a liking to it." This time, Wu Baoguo had a trick up his sleeve and raised the base price considerably.

"Four thousand," Boss Yang was the first to quote, followed by Zhang Yuejin shouting, "Four thousand five!"

"Four thousand eight." This price was offered by Song Da. Boss Yang then added, "Four thousand nine."

"Five thousand." Song Da gritted his teeth and gave another number. Normally, Song Da would never hesitate like this. But things were different now; he was still waiting to bid on his precious baby.

Seeing Song Da's conflicted expression, Zhao Jun frowned. He realized that his Ginseng King Conference in three days couldn't be held like this; if it were, nothing would fetch a good price.

"If all else fails, I'll just go with them and try to steal the gold from my sleeve," Zhao Jun thought to himself. At this moment, the price of the gold ingot had already reached five thousand five.

This price was set by Boss Yang. It seems this person is not only fashionable but also very wealthy.

Wei Songbo felt a pang of heartache as he held the gold ingot and stepped forward to complete the transaction with Boss Yang.

Although this seedling sold significantly more than the previous one, it still didn't reach Wei Songbo's desired price.

To be honest, Wei Songbo didn't want things to go this way, after all, Shen Qiushan wasn't his nephew. But Zhao Jun was very happy to see Song Da, Zhang Yuejin, and the others exercise restraint.

If these bosses are all so restrained, they'll have plenty of money left over. They can spend it all on the Zhao family gang's ginseng king conference, and that will be perfect.

At this point, Wu Baoguo must have reached his limit. He relinquished the stage, allowing the major ginseng gangs to interact with the bosses.

Since they were already there, Shao Tianpeng, Yu Wanshan, and the others didn't hesitate and took out the wild ginseng they had brought.

Zhao Jun waved his hand, and Xie Chen and Zhao Jinhui stepped forward, carrying two large steamed buns and showing off two seedlings with four leaves.

The main event today is Shen Qiushan's precious treasure, and the venue is Wu Baoguo's. Logically, the major ginseng gangs shouldn't get involved, but they can't just come and eat and drink for free.

In the world of martial arts, there's a profession called "Ginseng Gang." No matter how ruthless or vicious they are in the forest, once they leave, they must uphold brotherhood and loyalty.

Two ordinary seedlings with four leaves, worth a few hundred yuan in total. How much can we possibly lose? We can just use the loss as money for food and lodging.

Seeing that their peers were offering their support, Wu Baoguo and Shen Qiushan smiled.

Several business owners got up and went to inspect the ginseng. Several ginseng foremen chatted enthusiastically with these business owners.

Selling goods is no longer important; what matters is building relationships so that if any good products are ever found in the mountains in the future, we can contact them directly.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Zhang Yuanmin, the deputy leader of the Zhao family gang, led the way, and Li Baoyu, Xie Chen, Zhao Jinhui, and Li Ruhai all slipped away.

After the business owners finished inspecting the goods, they all returned to their seats. Next, Wu Baoguo presided over the event, showcasing the ginseng brought by each ginseng group.

For every seedling displayed, a vendor would make an offer; the process was very fast, and a sale was usually made as soon as an offer was made. The prices were relatively low; the Zhao family's two seedlings with four leaves resulted in a loss of about eighty or ninety yuan.

After Chen Maosheng acquired the last ginseng seedling from the Yu family for 280 yuan, the Ginseng King Conference entered its final stage with the unveiling of its most important artifact.

Four members of the Wu family carried a pole and walked to the center of the venue.

Four people carried a pole, and the thing under the pole was covered with a big red cloth. Without even looking, Zhao Jun knew what it was.

"Slow down, slow down." Shen Qiushan couldn't help but step forward and tell the four people to lower the bar slowly.

After the pole was lowered and removed, Wu Baoguo stepped forward, walked to the tree covered with the red cloth, smiled at the crowd, then clasped his hands in a fist salute towards the void and said, "The old foreman once left behind a saying, 'Neither connected to heaven above nor to earth below, this is the first ginseng in the human world.'"

The "old leader" Wu Baoguo was referring to was not an elderly ginseng leader like himself, but rather Sun Liang, the patriarch of the ginseng-farming tradition.

At this moment, Wu Baoguo continued, "This treasure has only been seen by the old foreman before. Today, we are all fortunate to see it together."

As he spoke, Wu Baoguo, under the watchful eyes of everyone, unveiled the red cloth, revealing a tree trunk with a hole in it.

The early arrivals and the ginseng bosses had all seen this stuff before, but only the Shao family gang, the Zhao family gang, and Boss Yang were seeing it for the first time.

On the Zhao family's side, Xing San, Lin Xiangshun, and Ma Sheng all craned their necks, looking even more curious than the Shao family's group.

Zhao Jun sat steadily on the bench, listening to Wu Baoguo say, "Our Brother Chen from Zhangshu, his ancestors were imperial physicians. He told me yesterday that the medical techniques used in the imperial palace were recorded, and this great treasure can..."

At this point, Wu Baoguo paused, then looked at Chen Huailin and said, "Brother Chen, could you please tell us what the medicinal effects of this 'club' are?"

Under everyone's gaze, Chen Huailin smiled faintly and said, "Medical records state that this ginseng has the effects of restoring yang and reversing collapse, cleansing marrow and unblocking meridians, and preserving youth and prolonging life."

As soon as Chen Huailin finished speaking, a flurry of discussion broke out in the room.

"Immortality?" Zhao Jun was dumbfounded. In his previous life, he had only heard of this kind of ginseng ox, but no one had ever seen it, let alone heard anyone recite it from a medical book.

At this moment, Wu Baoguo chuckled, pointed at the tree trunk, and said loudly, "This one, when my nephew and his family were carrying it down, the seedling broke."

Yesterday, several of our bosses shone flashlights inside, but it's over two meters deep, and we couldn't see anything.

"But that's alright. Today, in front of all you bosses and colleagues, we'll use a chainsaw to cut it open from the bottom. Then both sides will be clear, and we can see what's inside."

Wu Baoguo told a lie here: the ginseng seedlings were pulled down by Shen Qiushan's children. But Wu Baoguo's statement was highly credible, and at this point, no one doubted it.

Because this item cannot be sold as is; it must be opened before it can be sold, so there is absolutely no need to counterfeit it.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Shen Qiushan personally carried the chainsaw forward.

The tree trunk was lying on the ground; he couldn't saw it horizontally, as that would easily damage the ginseng by cutting a large section.

So Shen Qiushan had to saw off another piece from the solid section before trying to break it open.

"Buzz..." The chainsaw was working, sawdust flying everywhere. Zhao Jun stood up and looked at Shen Qiushan. He didn't care about the "treasure" in the tree; he just wanted to see what kind of expression his old enemy would have later.

Sorry, brothers, this chapter is a two-part compilation to make up for what I missed yesterday and the day before. I will update before midnight tonight.