Perspective-Golden Pupils

Chapter 134: : The appraiser's bad intentions

Chapter 134 : The appraiser's bad intentions

In the profound world of Chinese medicine, ginseng identification is a profound knowledge. This knowledge was not only observation, but also comprehension. Reed bowl, those hollow marks on the roots, like tree rings, record the ginseng years. When winter comes, they add a circle, which is the imprint of ginseng's year of life. If there were hundreds of reeds, it would be a century-old ginseng with a long history and a priceless price. Its price was enough to make people speechless.

Now, I, an experienced medicine appraiser, can tell at a glance that the one lying in the black jade box is an old ginseng king that is at least 300 years old. Its value cannot be measured by money, but can only be felt by the weight of years. If it lived longer, reaching more than 500 years, the price would be amazing.

However, such treasures, but attracted a trace of waves in my heart. I, Wen Xiuyuan, Second Manager of Mercy Hall, know the value of this Ginseng King. Greed mingled with reason in my heart, and made me hesitate.

"Young man," I suggested, trying to suppress my excitement,"the age of this ginseng is hard to determine with the naked eye. I hope to bring it into the inner hall and test it with special equipment." I reached for the box.

However, Xu Qing suddenly extended his palm and closed the lid. He asked softly," Can I go in and watch you appraise it?"

Looking at his serious eyes, I was shocked. Did he see through my intentions? My eyes turned and I found a reason: "The inner hall is important, and no one is allowed to enter." If you don't believe in my ability to appraise medicinal herbs, you can take this back, but you can't refund the appraisal fee."

As expected, the young man's expression changed slightly when he mentioned the appraisal fee, revealing a trace of hesitation. See his hesitant expression I have a bit of complacency in my heart inadvertently lifted up the corner of his mouth to show a touch of cunning color. At that insignificant moment, Xu Qing keenly noticed the abnormality. He quickly grabbed the box and casually put it into his shopping bag." Forget it, I won't appraise it." He said casually, turning around and preparing to leave.

Wen Xiuyuan, the seemingly ordinary pharmacy owner, seemed to have been doused with cold water by his icy cleverness at this moment. He watched helplessly as the Ginseng King, which was worth millions, was about to leave him. In a hurry, he tried to grab Xu Qing, but because of the obstruction of the counter, he could only watch Xu Qing walk out of the store weakly.

Wen Xiuyuan's heart seemed to have been ignited by flames. He was like an anxious old monkey, scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously. A sharp light flashed in his eyes. He took out his phone and dialed a mysterious number. Then, he quickly chased out of the store and followed Xu Qing's back.

Xu Qing had expected that Wen Xiuyuan would not give up so easily. He knew that the Ginseng King in this box was not an ordinary item. Only priceless treasures can arouse greed deep in human nature and make people willing to take risks.

" Appraisal seems unnecessary." Xu Qing's lips curled up slightly as he walked leisurely into the roadside market. He bought two cans of Red Bull, one to drink and the other to slip into his shopping bag. He looked around deliberately and noticed a white head rapidly retracting around the corner.

"Do you want to play hide-and-seek with me?" Xu Qing laughed to himself. He raised his head and drank Red Bull, then put his shopping bag on his shoulder and whistled as he walked into a secluded alley.

This alley was quite quiet. The old houses on both sides bore witness to the traces of time. Compared to the main street, the pedestrians were much sparser. Xu Qing deliberately slowed down his pace, afraid that Wen Xiuyuan would lose him.

Suddenly, two heavy motorcycles appeared at the entrance of the alley. Xu Qing stopped and tilted his head to size up the two riders. An unexpected contest is about to unfold in this alley. In the bustling North Main Street, crowds surged and voices boomed. Amidst the commotion, Xu Qing caught sight of a muscular figure from the corner of his eyes. It was a burly man. He looked at him and felt that he looked familiar. In his mind's churning memories, he finally found the answer, that is, the Northeast guy who was once used as a punching target by Tang Guobin in the open-air barbecue stall.

Suddenly, a loud noise broke the din. Xu Qing turned around and saw a dark red motorcycle speeding towards him. The rider wore a black helmet, and a similarly dressed man sat in the back seat. When the motorcycle rushed to Xu Qing's side, the man in the back seat suddenly reached out to grab Xu Qing's shopping bag on his shoulder.

However, Xu Qing's reaction speed was far faster than ordinary people's. He easily dodged the sudden attack and hooked his arm around the other party's neck. With a strong pull, the man in the back seat fell to the ground with a thud. Because of losing balance, the motorcycle also tilted, and finally rolled over in the middle of the alley.

Xu Qing didn't care about the two of them lying on the ground. He leaned against the wall of the alley and looked at Wen Xiuyuan at the intersection. Wen Xiuyuan originally thought that this plan would be perfect, but it was ruined by this kid. Just as he was about to signal to the two men behind him, he saw Xu Qing take out her phone and dial 110.

"Hello, 110? I was robbed in the alley south of North Main Street..."Xu Qing shouted loudly.

When the Northeasterners who were about to rush forward heard this, they knew that things were not good. He cursed in a low voice, turned the car around and left quickly. The two men on the ground struggled to get up, picked up their motorcycles and fled. One of the fleeing men was so flustered that he dropped his wallet.

Xu Qing walked forward leisurely, picked up the wallet, opened it, and nodded with satisfaction. He pulled out a small wad of bills and put it in his pocket. Then he tossed the wallet aside. He strode toward the alley.

The two men behind Wen Xiuyuan looked at each other, their hearts filled with confusion and shock. They never expected this kid to be so bold and professional. They didn't dare to stop him because Xu Qing had already called the police. They could only watch him drift away and disappear at the end of the alley. Wen Xiuyuan did not give up easily in the face of the theft. He said firmly," We must follow up and find the right time to take back the item." There was determination and determination in his eyes. He was obviously the kind of person who would not give up.

His two companions, as if awakened from a dream, immediately understood his intention and followed him. However, when they walked out of the narrow alley, the boy disappeared without a trace, leaving them looking at each other, confused.

Actually, Xu Qing didn't really call the police. He just used the phone as a cover to scare them. He knew that this was the best lesson for robbers. He was sitting in a taxi, enjoying Red Bull and orange juice.

The driver was puzzled. The young man chose to take a taxi despite being only a few hundred meters away from his destination. However, Xu Qing did not care about these details. He only enjoyed this rare relaxation and freedom.