The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 112, how about I make the decision for you? (second update)
"It seems that everyone here has received the message tonight, and since that’s the case, this old man won’t waste any more of your time," Mr. Bai said with a smile, sipping his tea.
He lowered his head and murmured a few words to the middle-aged man beside him. Afterward, the man nodded and turned to walk into a compartment.
Shortly after, the middle-aged man returned, holding a black brocade box in his hands. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢
Mr. Bai took the brocade box and placed it on the table, opening the hidden clasp.
In the soft lighting, the surface of the Golden Snow Ginseng was as white as snow, its form adorned with a sheen of iridescence. Its roots, though uneven, shimmered with a faint golden hue when observed closely.
It was crystal clear and obviously not an ordinary item.
Golden Snow Ginseng, a rare medicinal material rarely seen in a hundred years, is said to be able to pull a person back from death’s door as long as they have a single breath left. Regardless of whether the legend is true or false, the medicinal value of the Golden Snow Ginseng is indeed tremendous.
"It’s the same old rule, exchange of goods, no discussion of price," Mr. Bai said.
Upon hearing this, the crowd looked at each other, somewhat distressed.
If it were a matter of money, that would be easy, but an exchange of goods was tricky—who knew what he might fancy?
"Mr. Bai, this Luminous Pearl is a rare top-notch treasure, may I exchange it with you?"
"Mr. Bai, I have a thousand-year-old ginseng to trade."
"Then I will trade with this set of Imperial Green Jade Pearls."
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The people around swiftly shouted out their offers, each treasure more precious than the last.
"Mysterious Iron Cold Needles." Wei Nan placed a red brocade box in front of Mr. Bai and said softly, "Would this make Mr. Bai willing to part with the item?"
Outsiders only knew Mr. Bai as the biggest medicinal material shop owner on Mola Street, but they didn’t realize that Mr. Bai himself was an old doctor obsessed with the field of medicine.
Especially traditional medicine.
As expected, Mr. Bai’s eyes lit up upon seeing the Mysterious Iron Cold Needles in the brocade box.
Mr. Bai reached out and carefully touched the Mysterious Iron Cold Needles inside the box, nodding repeatedly.
"These silver needles are indeed excellent," he said.
"Mr. Bai, there is no need to rush to a conclusion. Please take a look at this first." Xiao Lingchen promptly spoke.
As he finished speaking, the man standing behind him took a step forward and placed his brocade box on the table.
In front of everyone, he opened the box to reveal a burst of emerald green color within their sight.
The fruit, the size of an infant’s fist, was completely green, and it faintly exuded a subtle fragrance.
Just as the crowd was unsure of what it was, Mr. Bai’s voice, filled with surprise, rose, "Phoenix Green Fruit."
The value of this Phoenix Green Fruit was comparable to that of the Golden Snow Ginseng, which he had been searching for a long time without success.
Mr. Bai looked at the two brocade boxes and became very conflicted.
He wanted both, but there was only one Golden Snow Ginseng.
"Mr. Bai, since you are so conflicted, why not let me decide for you?" a subdued voice suggested, sending a chill through the air.
From a corner, a slender figure stood up, dressed in black from head to toe with curly hair that reached her shoulders. A black ferocious mask covered her face.
Many inquisitive gazes converged on her, filled with curiosity.
It was not unusual for people visiting Mola Street to be in disguise; wearing a mask was hardly out of the ordinary.
Mr. Bai looked puzzledly at the woman who had suddenly spoken up, "Miss, what do you mean by the words you just said?"
Ye Jiuliang stepped forward, walking over with a leisurely gait.
"May I have a word with you in private, Mr. Bai?" she asked.
Mr. Bai scrutinized her carefully, then nodded slightly and gestured politely.
"This way, please."
The two entered a compartment, the door closing behind them, shielding them from the prying eyes of the crowd.
Wei Nan watched the closed door and frowned.
