Ding Ning was worried. He thought that he could do whatever he wanted with one million yuan in his hands.
Unexpectedly, he wanted to cultivate green aloe and some rare rainforest medicinal materials on a whim. Even a basic environment could not be obtained without three or four million yuan.
This was under the premise that the property right of the land belonged to Ling Fei. Otherwise, with the land rental fee, it would be impossible to obtain at least five million yuan.
Ding Ning calculated that the capital gap was about two million yuan. After the operation, the maintenance cost would be about one hundred thousand yuan per month, which meant that he had to keep making money in the future.
Ling Fei had more than one million yuan in his hands, which was given to him by the person who secretly helped them in the past few years. They usually did not need much money, so they wanted to give it to Ding Ning.
Ding Ning refused. Not to mention that more than one million yuan was not enough, even if it was enough, he was embarrassed to use their money.
Originally, he wanted to plant some rainforest medicinal materials for his own prescription, but now he had a new idea.
Since the investment was so large, he simply treated it as an industry. Then he needed to go to southern Yunnan again and transplant a batch of medicinal materials with high medicinal value to cultivate.
Those wild rare medicinal materials were basically priceless. Even if they were auctioned, each one could be auctioned at a high price of tens of millions of yuan.
His biggest advantage was that not many people dared to enter the virgin forest, but he could come and go freely.
The natural treasure house there was equivalent to his back garden. The resources in it were inexhaustible, which was more than enough to support this planting base.
When the transplanted herbs reached a certain scale in the breeding base, he would process them into products and sell them to make a final profit.
What he wanted to sell was not the raw materials, but the products made from these herbs as raw materials. The prescription in his hands was the most valuable thing in this industrial chain.
But that was the follow-up plan. The immediate priority was to find a way to get money to build the base, so that it could operate normally and become a transit base.
He believed that if he asked Mr. Hu and Mr. Zhang, the money would not be a problem at all. Even if he asked Shen Muqing, it could be easily solved.
However, he never had the habit of borrowing money from others. He took out the bag of herbs he had brought back from the rainforest and planned to sell these herbs in exchange for start-up funds.
Although the herbs in the bag had dried up, he used a special method to preserve them. The efficacy of the herbs had not been lost, so they could still be sold for a price. After saying goodbye to Ling Fei and Chu Yunna, Ding Ning took the bag of herbs to the car and drove to the City God Temple of Ninghai.
Ninghai City God Temple was located in Jingpu District, not far from Ninghai University and Changjiang Hospital. It was one of the most prosperous commercial and tourist areas in Ninghai City.
Under the detailed planning of the Ninghai government, various commercial streets were formed around this landmark building in all directions.
There was a snack street, a Chinese herbal medicine wholesale market, a clothing wholesale market, an antique calligraphy and painting street, a Ninghai specialty firm, a handicraft street, a bar street, and so on.
An hour later, Ding Ning appeared in the wholesale market of Chinese herbal medicine.
Since the Ninghai government wanted to build a commercial tourism center around the Town God Temple, several characteristic streets nearby, even if they were built later, still had the ancient architectural style of the Town God Temple.
The Chinese herbal medicine wholesale market was no exception. It was called a wholesale market, but in fact, it was a street with antique shops on both sides.
The trees on both sides of the street were green, and the canopy was shady. The whole street was paved with bluestone slabs, neat and clean, and looked full of the vicissitudes of history.
The architectural style of the shops was coordinated and unified. They were all small three-story buildings with red walls and yellow tiles. They looked antique, and a strong fragrance of medicine could be smelled from a distance.
The first floor was a shop, the second floor was an office for business negotiations, and the third floor was a place for rest. Of course, it could also temporarily store some small but extremely rare medicinal materials.
This street was just the front door of the shops. In fact, behind each small building, there was a courtyard as a warehouse. The courtyard had a special gate, which was convenient for vehicles to enter and exit and transport medicinal materials.
It was ten o 'clock in the morning. Medicinal materials merchants from all over the world shuttled back and forth between the major shops, ready to buy or sell the medicinal materials in their hands. The sound of bargaining rose and fell, and it was a scene of bustling.
Ding Ning did not stop in front of these shops with golden plaques, but went straight to the only eight-story building at the easternmost end of the medicinal materials market — the Navigation Auction House.
The Navigation Auction House was located at the intersection of the medicinal materials market and the antique street, and there were special appraisal experts in charge.
When some antique merchants and medicinal materials merchants were uncertain about a certain antique, calligraphy or painting, or medicinal materials, they would spend a certain amount of money to invite appraisal experts to help them identify, which made the appraisal experts of the Navigation Auction House extremely popular.
Of course, the main business of the auction house was still auction. If there was something they liked, they did not mind buying it at a fair price and then auctioning it to make profits.
Ding Ning did not have time to wait for the auction house to auction. He planned to directly take out the medicinal materials to be identified by the appraisers, and then directly let the auction house buy them.
Although it was not as much money as participating in the auction, it saved him a lot of time, and he would not lose much. At least, once the auction house liked it, the price offered was definitely more fair than those shops.
After entering the door, there was a hall of 3,000 square meters, divided into two parts by glass partitions, and there were appraisers sitting in the windows of the partitions.
It was similar to the form of bank business. There was an automatic number pick-up machine at the door. Those who came to do business had to pick up the number first, and the one whose number was in line could go forward to handle the business.
Ding Ning reached out and picked up a number. It was number 00987. He looked at the neon display above the block. The last number that was handling the business now was number 00953.
This meant that there were more than 30 people waiting before him. He did not care about it. He sat down on the lounge chair specially prepared for clients, and took out his mobile phone to send text messages to Ling Yun to kill time.
After the two broke through the last layer of relationship, Ling Yun, who had no taboo, seemed to be even more lewd. The content of the text message was so explicit that it broke through the sky.
Ding Ning was teased to the point that his mouth was dry, and his evil fire was rising. He could not wait to rush to the hospital now and cross this dirty woman a hundred times.
At this moment, dozens of people rushed in. A fat man with sweat all over his head shouted loudly that he had raised the price of the jade. Mr. Liu, come and help to see how much the jade was worth. He instantly attracted everyone's attention. Mr. Liu, come and help to see how much the jade was worth.
From the office next to him, a white-haired old man wearing thick glasses walked out and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhang, is it you who got the jade?"
"Mr. Liu, I don't have this kind of fate. It's this bro who won the bet. Both this lady and I offered 3.5 million yuan. This bro said that he would sell it to anyone who offered 5 million yuan. Both this lady and I were a little uncertain, so I came to ask you to take a look. No matter who this bro sells the jade to in the end, the appraisal fee will be on my head, Fatty Zhang."
The fat man weighed more than 100 kilograms. Even when he spoke, he breathed heavily and kept wiping his sweat. He was extremely respectful to Mr. Liu, and his face was full of respect.
Ding Ning looked at him subconsciously, and his eyes suddenly brightened. The brother that the fat man mentioned was a young man of about 30 years old. Judging from his famous brands and the count watch on his wrist, it was obvious that he was not short of money. No wonder he looked calm and composed even though he had won the bet, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing a faint smile.
But it was not him who attracted Ding Ning's attention, but a woman whom this young man always peeped at. She should be the girl who competed with him mentioned by the fat man.
The woman was about 25 or 26 years old, with ink-black hair reaching to her waist. She wore an exquisitely tailored black and white short-sleeved casual dress, with a round collar showing clear and beautiful collarbones.
She wore a black hip-hugging skirt.
She wore a black hip-hugging skirt and a pair of slender legs. Her white high-heeled sandals were simple and elegant, and she wore a Patek Philippe watch on her snow-white wrist.
Her eyes were as deep as black crystals, her eyebrows were curved, and her eyelashes were long. Her white and flawless skin showed a faint blush, and her thin lips were as delicate and delicate as rose petals. She was like a graceful woman walking out of an ink painting.
However, her temperament and appearance formed a strange contradiction. Her entire person was like a block of ice, emitting a chill from the inside out. It was so cold that it made people's hearts palpitate. It was so cold that even the surrounding temperature seemed to begin to drop.
Just by standing there, it was as though there was an icy cold current quietly flowing, slowly spreading into everyone's heart.
No matter how many people around her stared at her, she seemed to be alone in an empty field. Her indifferent eyes and eyebrows all exuded a cold aura that kept strangers away.
Proud, the first impression she gave Ding Ning was that she was proud, like a high and mighty queen, overlooking all living beings without any emotion. No one could shake her will, and no one could attract her attention.
Different from Xiao Nuo who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and different from Ling Yun who was a tomboy queen, this was a queen with a really strong aura.
No wonder that rich young man did not have the courage to go forward to chat with her when he peeped at her. Even the group of people around him was the same. They only dared to peep and appreciate her, but no one dared to approach her and consciously kept a distance of one meter from her.
Ding Ning was excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood. His eyes were shining with desire, as if he had seen the most delicious prey, and a strong desire to conquer kept rising.
He never denied that he was a queen complex, not only to prove himself, but also because conquering a queen would give him a sense of accomplishment.
The woman seemed to be aware of his hot gaze and casually glanced at him. Her beautiful eyebrows just slightly frowned, and then she returned to her iceberg face that had never melted for thousands of years.
He was a good-looking boy, but that was it. There was nothing special about him. Compared to the buzzing flies that surrounded her since she was young, he couldn't even cause a ripple. He wasn't even qualified for her to look at him more than once.
Ignored, he was completely ignored. Ding Ning was not depressed, but his blood was boiling. "Fuck, this is the real queen. How challenging!"
But at this moment, they met for the first time, and the process of conquering her was still very long and distant. Ding Ning, who did not want to leave a bad impression on the queen at the first sight, immediately shifted his attention to other places.
With the discussion of the surrounding people, he finally understood the general situation. It turned out that the antique industry was not only about antique calligraphy and paintings and some old objects, but also included the game of stone gambling.
Second Master had once mentioned stone gambling to him. He had always thought that stone gambling only existed in the border cities of southern Yunnan, but he did not expect that there was stone gambling in Ninghai.
This made him very spirited. Stone gambling, one was poor, one was rich, and one wore sackcloth. Madmen sold, madmen bought, and madmen waited.
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