The market was very large. After entering the gate, there were small stalls nearly two kilometers long, and then there was a huge wholesale market of medicinal materials.
The wholesale market was full of large-scale wholesalers of medicinal materials. The quality of medicinal materials was relatively high, so the price was naturally more expensive.
As for the stalls outside, they were selling medicinal herbs picked from the mountains by the nearby medicinal farmers. The prices were relatively cheaper, but there were also good and bad people mixed in, and it was easy to buy fake medicine.
Qin Haodong naturally didn't need to worry about this. As a cultivator, he was very sensitive to Spiritual Qi. He could distinguish the authenticity and age of medicinal materials at a glance.
The two most important herbs for preparing the Marrow-Cleansing Pill were hundred-year-old polygonum multiflorum and ginseng.
He walked slowly along the stalls outside and still found nothing after walking half way. After all, there were too few wild medicinal materials in this era, let alone century-old treasures.
Seeing that he was about to reach the end of the scattered stalls, Qin Haodong's eyes suddenly lit up. He finally found a hundred-year-old polygonum multiflorum in a stall.
The stall owner was a middle-aged man in his 40s, who looked very conspicuous among many stalls. It was summer in the south of the Yangtze River. The owners of other stalls wore very little, and some were even bare-chested. However, he wore long clothes and trousers and covered himself tightly, as if he was afraid of catching a cold.
Even so, the middle-aged man's face was pale and his spirit was exhausted.
"Boss, how much is this?" Qin Haodong asked, pointing to the hundred-year-old polygonum multiflorum at the stall owner's feet.
Hearing that there was business, the stall owner became a little energetic. He opened his small eyes and said, "This is an old polygonum multiflorum. It costs 20,000 yuan!"
"20,000 yuan?" Qin Haodong looked surprised and then said, "Boss, isn't the price a little too high?"
In fact, he was just surprised that the boss sold it too cheaply. According to the normal market price, a hundred-year-old polygonum multiflorum would sell for more than 100,000 yuan. It seemed that the middle-aged man only knew that this polygonum multiflorum was old, but he didn't know that it had reached a hundred years.
The stall owner said, "This is a pure wild polygonum multiflorum. I dug it out of the mountains. It's at least 40 or 50 years old. 20,000 yuan is not expensive at all."
Sure enough, the stall owner didn't know the value of this polygonum multiflorum.
As a modern young man, he would not suffer a loss if he could get a bargain. Qin Haodong said, "Your Polygonum multiflorum is not in good condition. It seems that it has been on display for a long time. Ordinary people will not buy it. How about 10,000 yuan, no more."
The stall owner hesitated for a moment. Although this polygonum multiflorum was quite old, it was indeed not valued by many people. He had put it here for more than a month but had not sold it.
"Okay, take the 10,000 yuan."
The stall owner finally decided.
After all, it was not easy for them to sell expensive medicinal herbs at retail stalls. The rich people would go to the wholesale city. They were afraid of buying fake goods here.
"Alright!"
Qin Haodong was delighted. With this hundred-year-old polygonum multiflorum, he had solved one of the main herbs.
He took the herbs and reached into his pocket. When he took it out, his face suddenly became awkward. There was only a one yuan coin in his palm.
Only then did he realize that he was no longer the Emperor Green Wood who was as rich as a country in the Cultivation World. This was all the wealth left by his predecessor.
"What's wrong?" Noticing the peculiar expression on Zhang Xuan's face, the vendor turned to look at him.
"That … Can you sell it to me for one yuan?"
Qin Haodong asked, holding up the coin in his palm.
Seeing the coin in his hand, the stall owner almost fell to the ground. He had seen stingy people, but he had never seen such a stingy person.
"Are you sick? You want to buy a medicinal herb worth 10,000 yuan for one yuan. I don't think you are here to buy medicine, but to make trouble on purpose. Hurry up and leave, or I will call the police. "
The stall owner grabbed the hundred-year-old polygonum multiflorum from Qin Haodong's hand.
"I don't have money, but I think you should sell it to me."
Qin Haodong looked at the stall owner and said.
"Are you still asleep?" The stall owner glared at Qin Haodong. "This polygonum multiflorum is old and costs at least tens of thousands of yuan. You want to buy it for one yuan. I think you are sick in the head.
Go home and take your medicine. Don't go out without taking your medicine in the future. "
Qin Haodong said lightly, "It's not me who is sick, but you."
"You are sick. Your whole family is sick." The stall owner was completely irritated.
"Don't be angry. I really want to buy this polygonum multiflorum!" Qin Haodong said calmly, "Although I have no money, I'm not here to make trouble. Believe it or not, you will be willing to sell it to me later, and even give it to me for free."
"For free? Are you talking in your sleep? "
The stall owner was so angry that he laughed and looked at Qin Haodong as if he were looking at a psychopath. In his opinion, this guy was retarded. Not only did he not bring money to buy things, but he also thought that he would give it to him for free. He was not crazy. Why would he give it to him for free?
Qin Haodong looked at the stall owner with a playful face and said, "Have you been afraid of cold recently and your waist and knees are sore?"
The stall owner was slightly stunned, but then he was relieved. He wore the most clothes in the whole medicinal materials market, so it was not surprising that he was afraid of cold.
However, the young man's next words surprised him. "If I'm not mistaken, your symptoms have appeared for about two months. The general manifestations are fear of cold, weakness of waist and knees, and weakness of limbs. These are secondary. The most important thing is that your second master hasn't worked recently, right?"
The stall owner was shocked. If Qin Haodong had only mentioned the physical symptoms, he might have guessed it. But it was impossible to guess the symptoms in two months.
Besides, no one knew that the second master didn't work except for himself and his wife, but the young man said it casually. It seemed that it was not simple.
"How do you know?" he asked in surprise.
"I'm a Chinese medicine practitioner. Of course, I can see it." Qin Haodong said lightly, "I also saw that you went to a very cold place before you got sick, and since then you have this disease, right?"
The stall owner's expression became more dull. Herb gatherers like him often wandered around and went to mountains and swamps.
Once he went to a small valley, which was very strange. It was obviously over winter, but it was bitterly cold. Although he quickly left after picking a medicinal material, he had this strange disease since then. However, he didn't tell anyone about this. How did the man in front of him know?
"Why, am I wrong?" Looking at the expression of the stall owner, Qin Haodong knew that he was right. He said with regret, "If I'm wrong, then I don't want this medicinal material. I'll turn around and leave now. But you've lost the only chance to cure it. Maybe you'll have to enter the palace to serve the emperor. Don't blame me for not reminding you …"
"Don't … don't go, little brother, don't go!"
The stall owner grabbed Qin Haodong. Hearing that his disease could be cured, he asked eagerly, "Little brother, can you really cure my disease?"
For a man, there was nothing more tragic than being unable to recover from a setback.
He had made some money collecting herbs over the years and had just married a wife who was more than ten years younger than him. Originally, their life was happy and harmonious. Since that time, things had become like this. His wife quarreled with him every few days. If this went on, even if he didn't divorce, he would not be far from being cheated on.
He had also taken a lot of medicine and seen a lot of doctors during this period, but it didn't work at all. Some people even advised him to cut it off …
He didn't expect that today he would meet a young man who not only knew his disease but also said that he could cure it. He couldn't believe it.
Qin Haodong said, "It depends on fate when I treat people. You can choose to believe it or not. I won't force you. But since I can see it, I naturally have a way to cure it."
"I believe it! I believe it! " The stall owner grabbed Qin Haodong's arm as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw. He said repeatedly, "As long as you can cure my disease, not to mention this polygonum multiflorum, all the medicinal materials here will be given to you."
Qin Haodong said, "If I'm not mistaken, the place you went to was a place of extreme Yin. The Yin Qi there was too strong. Fortunately, you stayed there for a short time. If you stayed longer, you might have lost your life. Even so, your kidney Yang was seriously damaged. If you don't treat it in time, I'm afraid you only have two years to live."
"Then what should I do? Little brother, you must save me. I'll pay any price! "The stall owner was so scared that his face became paler when he saw Qin Haodong's words.
"Don't be nervous. As long as the cause is found, this disease is still very easy to cure." Qin Haodong said and took out the needle bag from his pocket. "I just need to give you two needles and you'll be cured!"
"Really?" The stall owner still couldn't believe it. He had seen a lot of famous doctors and spent a lot of money to cure it.
"You'll know if it's true or not. I didn't ask you for money."
Qin Haodong treated the man patiently for the sake of the century-old polygonum multiflorum. Otherwise, with his character, Emperor Green Wood would have turned around and left.
The stall owner thought about it and found it was true. The polygonum multiflorum was still in his hands. If he couldn't cure it, he would just have to suffer a few needles. There was not much loss. If he could cure it, he could get the happiness of the rest of his life.
Thinking of this, he said, "Well, I'm willing to give it a try."
Qin Haodong asked the stall owner to turn around. He raised his hand and pierced two silver needles into the Shenshu acupoints on both sides. This disease could not be cured by others, but it was very simple for him. If the kidney Yang was damaged, he just needed to replenish the Yang Qi.
The stall owner felt a slight chill on his back, and then two hot air rose up. Then the long-lost warmth swept through his body, sweeping away the Yin Qi that had troubled him for many days.
It didn't take long. Qin Haodong took out the silver needles and asked, "How do you feel?"
"Well, I'm really cured!" The stall owner was so excited that he almost jumped up. Although he didn't do any examination, he was full of strength at this time. The most important thing was that the second master was excited again. All these proved that the young man in front of him did not lie to him.
"Thank you, little brother. These medicinal materials are all yours!"
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