Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 68

He Chang couldn't help but want to escape and complain at that time, brother, you are so talented, you regarded the century-old wild ginseng as a carrot?

I also plan to use it to stew chicken soup, my God, can you make it more cool?

Seeing that He Chang's face looked a bit ugly, Fan Denglong asked: "Brother Chang doesn't like to eat radishes? How about this, how about I make you a braised chicken nugget? My chicken is delicious."

Fan Denglong did not forget to recommend the chicken he raised at this time to He Chang. He never thought that He Chang's face would turn darker than the bottom of the pot.

And it looks like it's about to explode.

Professor Li, who was studying the calligraphy and painting carefully, couldn't stand it any longer, and said without raising his head, "Young man, that is a hundred-year-old wild ginseng, not a carrot."

"Oh, so it's not a carrot, it's a hundred years," Fan Denglong didn't pay attention at first, mainly because he didn't turn his head around.

Then his voice suddenly raised an octave, "What? Hundred-year-old wild ginseng?"

Speaking of the latter, even the words were a little awkward, and the whole person was swaying.

"Brother Chang, are you sure you didn't help me?" Fan Denglong held the three old ginseng plants in his arms, and looked at He Chang with a hint of expectation.

This is a hundred-year-old wild ginseng. Although I don't know the price, I heard that it is very expensive.

It seems that he almost wanted to drink this old mountain ginseng into stewed chicken soup just now. Isn't this a waste of money?
He Chang was a little dumbfounded by the difference between the front and the back, and couldn't help joking: "I thought you were so arrogant that you ate century-old wild ginseng as a radish stew. It turns out that you don't know anything at all."

"No matter how rich I am, it's impossible for me to use century-old wild ginseng to stew chicken soup." Fan Denglong received an affirmative answer, happily carried the old wild ginseng into the room, and put it in the ring.

When he came out, he had a smile on his face.

He Chang handed him the notebook and said, "Here, take a look for yourself."

What he was searching for was the price of a century-old mountain ginseng. He didn't know if he didn't look at it.

This, this, Fan Denglong really wants to thank He Chang, if he keeps in touch for a while, maybe 200 million, no, 600 million will be stewed by him.

"Brother Chang, you are really a nice person."

If He Chang was a woman, Fan Denglong would have considered whether to offer a kiss of his own.

"Well, this picture is the real one, and the one on display is basically a fake." Professor Li is not very interested in this million-dollar ginseng. In his eyes, only this picture is the real one. baby.

After the appraisal, Professor Li actually looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Haha, old man Meng, you're going to make a big fall this time."

Fan Denglong was a little confused, so he glanced at He Chang, meaning to ask, who is this old man Meng?

"Old man Meng is also a professor. He and Professor Li are both famous professors in the archaeological field. Didn't I tell you earlier that there is an identical painting that is being exhibited abroad, and that painting was identified by Professor Meng. of."

When He Chang mentioned Fan Denglong in this way, he understood. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that literati look down on each other.

Although the two professors are well-known all over the country, they look down on each other in their hearts and have been competing secretly.

At this moment, Professor Li felt that this was an authentic work, so the one in the other party's hand could only be a fake.It is equivalent to catching a small mistake of the other party, and there is every chance to overwhelm him.

"Brother Chang, since Professor Li said that this is the real work, how about you see it?" Fan Denglong said with a smile.

He has already told He Chang that if he wants to sell paintings and build a villa, it must depend on how much He Chang has prepared.

"Brother, don't worry, how could my brother treat you badly in terms of money? The fake pair was sold for more than 200 million yuan, and my brother will make it up for you. How about 300 million yuan?"

Fan Denglong's heart stopped for half a beat, feeling a little parched, and he ate two grapes to suppress his shock.

"Brother Chang, you are such a nice person."

Originally, according to Fan Denglong's estimate, the most he could give was 260 million because of his arrogance, but he didn't expect to round it up to 300 million. It's different for rich people.

Such a high price at the auction is actually very low. Anyone who has watched TV knows that many sellers will find trustees to drive up the price.It may have been hyped up, which is not counted.

"Don't worry, brother, I still have a business here, I wonder if you would like to do it?" He Chang's smile made Fan Denglong think that this guy looked like a fox.

"You want to buy my century-old wild ginseng?"

He Chang looked a little embarrassed, being told what was on his mind.But he still nodded and said: "My old man was injured when he went to the battlefield. At that time, the medical level was not developed, and now he still has this and that kind of small problem. I want to find something to go back to the old man to make up for it. Take care of your body."

"You make an offer, and my brother will never counter-offer."

Although the price of hundred-year-old wild ginseng is 200 million yuan on the Internet, it must be available for sale.

Ginseng, a medicinal material, is full of mythological colors. It is said that the medicine for the living dead is white bones.Although it is not so scary in reality, old Chinese doctors say that the century-old wild ginseng can continue to live.

Ginseng is rare in the first place, and coupled with excessive mining, it is even rarer that it can grow for a hundred years.

If it weren't for seeing that Fan Denglong had three plants in his hand, He Chang would be really embarrassed to open that hole.

"Well, that's what you said, Brother Chang." It was the first time Fan Denglong saw He Chang look so serious.

"Well, I said it. I'll buy whatever you bid." He Chang said that, at least he still has filial piety.

"Then 200 million," Fan Denglong shrugged indifferently.

If it weren't for He Chang, he would have stewed these three old wild ginseng into chicken soup.

Besides, Fan Denglong felt that he might not lack ginseng.With the spiritual liquid in his hand, and the grass that just fell from the sky that can gather spiritual energy, he even felt that he could grow ginseng on a large scale.

"200 million?" Professor Li looked at Fan Denglong like he was looking at a fool. It was obvious that He Chang stretched out to be slaughtered by himself just now.This guy is good, but he doesn't know how much he's asking for.

"Brother, you make my brother feel a little uneasy."

He Chang originally thought that Fan Denglong would open his mouth like a lion, but in the end he quoted the lowest price, so he couldn't help scolding himself in his heart, the heart of a villain is the heart of a gentleman.

"What's there to worry about? It's not for nothing. For me, money is a bit burdensome if it's too much."

Fan Denglong went back to the room and took out an old ginseng from the ring, and gave it to He Chang.

"Pay with one hand and deliver with one hand."

He Chang was so moved by Fan Denglong's straightforwardness and agility, he took the old mountain ginseng and said, "Okay, brother, I'm convinced of your brother He Chang."

Including the money for calligraphy and painting, the total is 500 million. When he saw the text message reminder, Fan Denglong still had a ripple in his heart.

That is 500 yuan, not 500 yuan.

With this wealth, he ranks high in the entire Dragon City.

"Brother Chang, Professor Li, it's rare to be so happy today. You must try my home-brewed rice wine. I will definitely keep it to your satisfaction."

Fan Denglong had to go back to the room again, took out a jug of wine, uncorked it, and immediately the aroma of the wine overflowed.

"Good wine, brother, brother is really convinced."

He Chang gave a thumbs up, Fan Denglong brought him too many surprises.

　Well, this math teacher might be vomiting blood.It's only [-] today, not the [-] I said before, sorry!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)