Free Web NovelChapter 372: Chapter 372 Regret Not Having Done So
Although the onlookers were curious, they didn’t pay much attention to what Wang Hao was saying.
However, at this time, the peddler had pricked up his ears to listen to Wang Hao’s words. If all that Wang Hao had said were true, then hadn’t he sold the ginseng at a loss— a huge loss at that?
Though the peddler was troubled in his mind, he still did not make a move, worried that Wang Hao might be trying to outsmart him.
"Old man, how much did you pay for this mountain ginseng? I’m willing to offer double the price to buy it from you. Just sell it to me!"
Wang Hao said loudly.
The old man was also a bit confused; he didn’t know whether Wang Hao’s words were true or false and hesitated endlessly.
At this moment, the peddler still stood in place, watching everything coldly from the side.
Wang Hao hadn’t expected the peddler to keep his composure so well. Seeing a scrape on the old man’s arm, his eyes flicked around.
"Old man, it’s okay if you don’t believe me, I can prove it to you!"
Wang Hao pinched off a tender whisker from the ginseng and rubbed it on the old man’s arm.
At the same time, he channeled his internal energy along the old man’s palm to his arm, and under the nourishment of the energy, within a short time, the wound on the old man’s arm had healed, the scar even disappearing.
"My heavens, it’s truly miraculous, this thousand-year-old mountain ginseng really does bring the dead back to life!"
Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted.
This made the peddler start to lose his composure. Although he didn’t know why this mountain ginseng had sprouted a new whisker, at this moment he firmly believed the ginseng he had sold to the old man could cure all illnesses.
"Old man, if you think my price is too low, you name your price. But you must sell this thousand-year-old mountain ginseng to me!"
Wang Hao said in a feigned loud voice.
"Young man, is this really a thousand-year-old mountain ginseng?"
The old man was still half-doubtful, possibly still worried about being deceived again.
"Old man, how about this, I’ll pay five million for this mountain ginseng king, what do you think?"
While speaking, Wang Hao also gave the old man a meaningful look.
The old man seemed to understand but didn’t speak.
"Five... five million?"
The peddler was a bit staggered, but then thought that after all, it was a mountain ginseng king over a thousand years old, five million didn’t seem much.
However, what made the peddler regretful was that the five million should have been his.
The surrounding people also turned their gaze towards the peddler, and the chatter began. It turned out that the one who had been at a disadvantage wasn’t the old man, but the peddler boss.
The more the peddler thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt.
"Mr. Wang, are you really planning to pay five million for this mountain ginseng king?"
The peddler pulled Wang Hao aside, deliberately speaking in a lower voice.
"Of course, but the old man hasn’t said anything yet!"
Wang Hao said seriously.
"Such a thousand-year-old mountain ginseng king is a rare encounter in a millennium. Not to mention five million, I’m willing to pay ten million!"
"What? Ten... ten million?"
The peddler’s eyes nearly bulged out and quickly switched attitudes, speaking obsequiously to Wang Hao.
"Mr. Wang, how about this: I won’t take advantage of you, just eight million for you, how about that?"
"Of course, that’s fine!"
Wang Hao excitedly agreed but then looked at the peddler with a puzzled expression.
"But why am I discussing the price with you here when the ginseng is still with the old man?"
Those who overheard also nodded in agreement, thinking this peddler was simply greedy for money.
"Hey, old man, give me back my ginseng quickly, I’m not selling it anymore, I’ll give you back the fifty thousand too!"
The peddler threw the fifty thousand he had just taken from the old man back at him.
"You really know how to do business, don’t you? Now this mountain ginseng is worth millions, you’ve taken the money and now you want to go back on your word?"
Chen Hongying hastily pulled the old man back, thwarting the peddler who tried to snatch the ginseng.
"You nosy woman, why do you have to meddle!"
The peddler was getting impatient.
"I dare not buy the stuff you’ve seized by force. I don’t want to get into trouble over a ginseng root!"
Seeing that the merchant wanted to strong-arm the situation, Wang Hao quickly added.
Upon hearing this, the merchant had no choice but to suppress the rage in his heart, then collected twenty thousand yuan from himself and his accomplices, and finally borrowed some from the stall next door.
"Old guy, today is your lucky day. You bought it for fifty thousand, today I’m offering a hundred thousand to buy it back. You’re making a clean fifty thousand profit just like that. How’s that for a good deal?" freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
"Hurry up and give me back the mountain ginseng, or don’t blame me for being rude."
In his desperation to get the mountain ginseng back, the merchant threw all consideration for his reputation to the wind.
People around cast disdainful looks at the merchant’s behavior.
"Hmph, stop looking at me with those eyes. This mountain ginseng was originally mine, you’re all just jealous because you see me about to make a killing!"
The merchant shot the onlookers a glance and even yelled at them.
His accomplices immediately rushed in front of the merchant, shooing the onlookers away.
It seemed the merchant had some influence in this traditional Chinese medicine market, and was somewhat of a bully.
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The merchant extended his hand in front of Chen Hongying, as the old man had hidden behind her.
In truth, Chen Hongying only knew that Wang Hao was acting, but she had no idea what had actually happened to the mountain ginseng, nor how Wang Hao had managed it.
Therefore, Chen Hongying didn’t know what to do next, so she looked at Wang Hao.
Wang Hao, while the merchant and his accomplices were preoccupied, gave Chen Hongying a slight nod.
"You’re pushing your luck!"
Chen Hongying pretended to be angry and yelled loudly, then turned to the elderly man behind her and said.
"Old man, I think we should just take the money and give them back the mountain ginseng, otherwise, we might end up with nothing."
"This..."
Although the old man hesitated, he still handed back the mountain ginseng to the merchant.
"Haha, now it’s my turn to strike it rich!"
The merchant, upon retrieving the "Mountain Ginseng King", couldn’t help but laugh loudly, and jogged over to Wang Hao.
"President Wang, as you can see, I have redeemed the Mountain Ginseng King. It’s still the price we agreed on before, eight million!"
The merchant’s tone was cheerful, and he couldn’t contain his joy at the thought of becoming wealthy.
Wang Hao sneered inwardly but remained very calm on the surface.
"Eh? What’s wrong with this ginseng suddenly?"
Wang Hao feigned surprise, continuously feeling the ginseng with his hands.
With this touch, Wang Hao had retrieved all the energy inside the ginseng, along with the inherent spirit contained within the plant, all of which he absorbed.
Once passed to the merchant’s hands, the mountain ginseng again became thin and shriveled.
"How... How did it end up like this?"
The merchant’s face went pale at the sight, for that was eight million—his eight million—suddenly turned to a shriveled state.
"Thank heavens I haven’t paid yet; I’d have made a huge loss!"
Wang Hao quickly patted his chest, acting as if he were very relieved.
"This..."
The merchant was dumbstruck, stammering and unable to speak for a long time.
"It looks like the spirit of this Mountain Ginseng King was exhausted just now. What’s left is merely a useless ginseng!"
Wang Hao quickly shook his head, looking as though he were truly regretful.
"But you just agreed to buy it, you can’t go back on your word, can you? Even if it has become shriveled, it is still the Mountain Ginseng King!"
"How about five million? I’ll take just five million, and you can have this Mountain Ginseng King!"
The merchant was sweating profusely in his urgency.
"Are you joking? I already said, a ginseng without spirit is just a useless one. Why would I spend five million to buy a useless ginseng? Do I look like I have water in my brain?"
Wang Hao said with a sneer.
The merchant was utterly shell-shocked.
The merchant originally swindled the elder for fifty thousand using a cultivated ginseng as a wild mountain ginseng. Now, the tables had turned—after losing fifty thousand, the mountain ginseng he redeemed had turned into a useless one.
It was indeed a case of lifting a rock only to drop it on his own feet. His greed was to blame, and he was filled with nothing but regret.
