Painted skin

Pi Qinghua looked at the father and son who had disliked each other before he left, and suddenly became so close in just half an hour, and couldn't accept it for a while.This feeling of extreme displeasure at having her son kidnapped by others made Pi Qinghua's expression towards President Lang even worse than before.

But at this time, Lang Yixing didn't seem to notice his displeasure, and said with a sexy smile that could fascinate people: "Have you received the number plate yet? Where is the location? Let's push the car over there." !"

Pi Qinghua curled her lips, thought for a while and finally did not complain, but nodded: "The position of No. 60 is not bad. It is Dr. Wen who helped a lot."

Lang Yixing raised his eyes slightly when he heard the words "Doctor Wen", "Since he helped you, why didn't he follow?"

"He's going to participate in the exchange game this afternoon and tomorrow, so I don't need him to follow if I can solve it myself here." Pi Qinghua glanced at President Lang Da: "I'm not a three-year-old kid who needs to be followed all the time. Me. Besides, Dr. Wen doesn't have time to do business every day like some people do. "

After hearing this, Lang Yixing showed disapproval on his face, and said very seriously: "I do business every day, so I won't do some useless work."

Pi Qinghua shrugged her shoulders in response.At this time, Lang Zhi was already eating ice cream, while pushing the wooden cart crookedly to the venue.

The little male god Lang found out that his second father and the scumbag father always disliked each other, so he, a son, kept his words light, so he decided not to get involved.In fact, the most important thing is that after today's "ice cream incident", Lang Zhi clearly discovered the gap in force value between him and the scumbag father, so Lang Zhi decided that before his force value is not enough to protect himself from the scumbag father, He might be a little more restrained now and then.He absolutely does not admit that he was moved by his scumbag's behavior, absolutely not.

About 10 minutes later, Pi Qinghua, President Lang Da, and Xiaolang came to the open space of No. 60. The environment of this place is indeed not bad. There is a small flower bed three to four meters to their left, and there is a circle of stones beside the flower bed. The stool can let the people who come to watch the exchange meeting rest.There was a big tree next to the open space of No. 60. Pi Qinghua pushed the small wooden cart under the shade of the tree, and immediately felt much better.

Even Lang Yixing had to say that this position is very good.

Then?Then Pi Qinghua brought out the skin jelly in a small transparent dish in a very upright manner.Also brought out were small carton bowls filled with chicken skins that had been fried until golden.

After putting the two main ones on the cart, Pi Qinghua put the shark skin and some Magnolia officinalis skin, ghost feather and white fresh skin into the left groove of the trolley, and then he bent down and put them in the cart. After poking inside for a while, the bending made President Lang directly stare at a certain part of him and squinted his eyes. Looking from here, his buttocks were upturned and his legs were long and straight.

Then he saw Pi Qinghua standing up abruptly, turning her head to meet his gaze viciously: "Watch me poking your eyes out again!"

President Lang Da coughed dryly and turned his head to look at the scenery.

After standing up, Pi Qinghua took out the small banner that he had written in a picture, opened the bracket of the small wooden cart, and hung up the small banner.

I saw a few words written on the small banner: Professional leather sales, no deceit for children.

Looking at these eight big characters, Lang Yixing inexplicably thought of someone who wrote a few big characters with chicken blood before, and then he was relieved to find that no matter what the content of Pi Qinghua's characters were, there was a lot of murderous intent, so that day Cursing him or something, sure it was out of habit but not really meant to send him to the crematorium.

And Xiao Langzhi looked at the banner written by his second father, looked left, right, up and down, although he couldn't tell what was wrong, but he just felt that the banner was inappropriate, so he could only wrinkle his steamed bun boy face in the end, I read the book seriously by the side.

The picture of a cute little handsome guy sitting under a tree with his head down and reading a book is quite beautiful, so although the title of the banner written by Pi Da male god is very scary, it still attracts many young women and aunts who are full of maternal love.When they approached, they found that the stall still sold skin jelly and fried chicken skins. The women who were a little tired from walking started to buy snacks out of their own pockets or pestering their husbands.

The men originally came with their wives and mothers, but in the end they ate more than their wives and mothers, so they had to buy another box with their smiling faces to avoid being punished.

Because the skin jelly and fried chicken beer tasted very good, there were more people around and more people who praised it, which attracted many other customers. Suddenly, the small stall No. 60 was completely surrounded. .

When there are more people, those idle people will naturally start to ask questions.

"Hey, little boss, what kind of leather do you sell professionally? Why does it sound like a pimp?"

This sentence drew good-natured laughter from the people around, but Pi Qinghua didn't feel any pressure at all: "Except for human skin, I don't sell it, as long as you can imagine the bark of traditional Chinese medicine and animal skin that is allowed to be sold, I can give it to you." You get it. And the quality is guaranteed to be high, but some skins need to be ordered, if I can’t receive them here today, you can leave your contact information, and I will definitely bring them tomorrow.”

What Pi Qinghua said was a bit exaggerated.Many of the people present were full of disbelief: "Tsk tsk, that sounds good. It's hard to get the bark of some things these days, especially the bark of some high-quality traditional Chinese medicine trees. We are all here to participate in the exchange meeting , Naturally, I want to buy some high-quality Chinese medicine to use back, but you sell skin jelly and chicken skin, you don’t look like you are capable at all.”

"That's right, what can you do to prove to us that you are extraordinary?"

Pi Qinghua paused and said, "I have three kinds of medicine skins, does it count as participating in the Chinese medicine quality competition?"

"Tch, anyone can participate in the competition as long as they have a recommender, and the competition hasn't started yet! You're not the first prize winner, how do you count?"

After hearing this, Pi Qinghua thought for a while and said, "Then, does it count if I supply Anyun Pharmacy?"

This time people's reaction was much better: "Oh, you delivered to Uncle An? That's not bad, after all, we all know that Uncle An has very strict requirements on medicinal materials. But this can only prove that The quality of some of your medicinal materials is good, how can you say that you can get any skin we want?"

At this point in the conversation, Pi Qinghua’s booth No. 60 was surrounded by a lot of people watching the excitement and inquiring about the news. At this time, everyone’s expressions were very similar. The corner of the covered mouth raised slightly: "I have deep-sea shark skin here."

"Huh?" Someone said in surprise.

Some people think it's not worth mentioning: "What's the point? Shark skin is not bad, but it's not a particularly rare medicine skin."

After hearing this sentence, Pi Qinghua smiled instead of anger. Lang Yixing, who had been staring at him, saw his little white face suddenly lowered his head and bent his eyes, so he knew that this guy was going to say something amazing.

"I still have a piece of thousand-year-old ginseng skin. Is this kind of thing a rare medicinal skin?"

Hearing Pi Qinghua's words, the crowd was silent for a while, and then burst into an uproar.

"You mean the thousand-year-old ginseng skin? Is it the ginseng skin I imagined? Or are you joking? If there is a thousand-year-old ginseng, it would have been auctioned for a sky-high price, right? How could it be in the hands of such a little-known little guy like you?" inside?"

"Yeah, yeah, let's not say that the young man wants to do business. After all, you come here to do business, but it's not good if you fake it for business. You can talk about ginseng skin, but millennium ginseng skin, Even the skin of this thing is priceless, don't go against your conscience just to make money!"

Hearing this, Pi Qinghua raised her head and looked at the middle-aged man who was talking. This man was wearing ordinary casual clothes, and there seemed to be nothing particularly noteworthy about his body, but the very preaching tone of his speech , Pi Qinghua guessed that he might be a Chinese medicine practitioner from the organizer or someone from a family pharmacy.If it was three years ago, Pi Qinghua would have slammed his face and left when he heard someone talking to him in such a tone, but now this person's words just happened to suit Pi Qinghua's wishes, so he did With an angry look, he said: "Uncle, you can't say that. You haven't seen my ginseng skin yet, how do you know that my ginseng skin is fake? If my body is real, then Didn’t you just say that you wronged me? Then who am I going to cry to? When you talk, you have to seek truth from facts, right? I’m here to mark it as innocent, so naturally I won’t use fake products.”

This is a bit of a middle-aged person's face, this person must be the first time to be refuted by someone so straightforward, his face is a bit ugly, and he looks at the people around him. Say?" Looking at himself with an expression, the middle-aged man became overwhelmed, and said: "Okay, since you don't admit it, then I will say it. Take out your ginseng skin and let me see it. If the ginseng skin is If it’s fake, then you won’t be able to use it for the next two days of exchange meetings, and no store will be able to supply it in the future. We don’t use fake products.”

Pi Qinghua raised her eyebrows and looked at the middle-aged uncle: "Then what if my ginseng skin is real!"

The middle-aged man seemed to think that this was impossible, so he sneered: "Then I will apologize to you at the judging table of the traditional Chinese medicine competition, and then buy your ginseng skin at a high price! The premise is that your ginseng skin must be a thousand years old !"

Pi Qinghua's expression remained unchanged, "It's a deal!"

Immediately, the people around became excited because of such an agreement, and everyone applauded together.It's been a long time since I saw such a good show. I thought this exchange would be nothing to watch, but it turned out that such a crazy thing happened on the first day!

"Okay, okay, little boss, quickly take out your 'Millennium Ginseng Skin'! You should also open our eyes, right? Haha!" Although the words are said in this way, who is the speaker? Not kind?That's hard to say.

Then, people saw Pi Qinghua take out a piece of palm-sized, wrinkled, thick bark that was no different from broken tree bark from his wooden trolley, and said solemnly: "This is the bark. It has been ginseng for a thousand years."

People looked at the ginseng skin for a long time, and then someone smiled mockingly.How could it be a thousand-year-old ginseng skin with such a crooked appearance?Think about money and go crazy!

And not far from the periphery of the crowd, an old man in a wheelchair watched the movement in front of him, and asked his men to go inquire with great interest.After hearing what his apprentice said after he came back, he shook his head a little funny at first, but after he heard the appearance of the ginseng skin described by his apprentice, the funny look on his face slowly stopped, and then he showed a more serious look. Looking more and more surprised and cautious.

"Da Niu, you go to the tasting department with me, maybe Xiao Xu, that conceited guy, will suffer a big loss today!"

At this time, Xiao Xu, that is, the middle-aged man looked at the piece of ginseng skin with disgust on his face: "Okay, come with me to the tasting department, and the result will be available in half an hour."

Pi Qinghua smiled: "Okay."