u're the one who likes this kind of taste!" Chen Ping gave Hu Mazizi a withering glance, then followed him to explain.Sesame heard this and finally understood, bursting into laughter: "Come on, tell m..."A batch" Zhou Zhiqian's eyes lit up: "Hahaha, easy, easy. General He is thinking of my Tongtang Pharmacy, so I can't let General He down. At that time, the tea money must not be missing!"

In the business world, it's common to introduce clients to each other, so giving an introduction fee is considered standard practice!

"Oh, Uncle Zhou, you're too kind. This is my brother, not a stranger. So there's no need for tea money. Just give us a discount on the price later!"

He Zhigang hurriedly said.

"Understood, understood..." Zhou Zhiqian smiled, then looked at Chen Ping and said: "This young brother, how much medicinal herb over a hundred years old do you need"

"As much as you want!" Chen said calmly.

Zhou Zhiqian was stunned at first, then laughed: "Little brother, you probably don't know the price of these hundred-year-old herbs. One plant costs millions, and those with good quality can reach tens of millions. And do you know how many such herbs I have here Do you know how many such herbs are in the whole Yun City"

He Zhigang also whispered in Chen Ping's ear: "Chen Ping, brother, you can buy some first to have a look. Although this thing is good, buying too much will be useless if it's stuck in your hands!"

At this time, He Zhigan still didn't know that Chen Ping bought the medicinal herbs to refine pills, not for reselling!

Chen Ping didn't say anything, but instead turned to Zhou Zhiqian and said: "Zhou Lao, I heard that your shop has a thousand-year-old lingzhi, which is the treasure of the town. I wonder if I could take a look"

"What Do you want to buy it" Zhou Zhiqian asked.

"If it's really a millennium lingzhi, I would definitely buy it, price you name it!"

If it were true, Chen Ping would do everything in his power to get it—a thousand-year-old lingzhi mushroom. It would be enough to elevate Chen Ping's strength to a new level!

"Haha, youngsters these days are truly hidden gems! Seems like I'm really getting old!" Zhou Zhiqian chuckled. "But since it's the treasure of our shop, I wouldn't sell it for any amount. Let's talk about those century-old herbs instead!"

"Alright then, please show us the herbs, Zhou Lao. Name your price!"

Chen Ping smiled slightly, but did not insist. Because he had already sensed that there was no medicinal herb over a thousand years old in the entire shop. Only in this backyard, there was a medicinal herb with a larger spiritual fluctuation, but it was only a few hundred years old!

It seems that Tongrentang has been claiming to have used a 1,000-year-old Lingzhi as its signature product all along, but it's just hot air!

Zhou Zhiqian nodded and tapped his hand three times. Someone immediately brought over five wooden boxes, each containing herbs such as ginseng from a hundred years ago, lingzhi, and snake gall.

"Little brother, all these are hundred-year-old herbs, top quality. Would you like to take a look first" Zhou Zhiqian pointed at the wooden box and said.

"No need, Mr. Zhou, why don't you tell us the price first!"

Chen Ping shook his head.

Zhou Zhiqian was delighted. He loved this kind of naive fool, someone who knew nothing but pretended to be profound. The money from these people was the easiest to make!

"Brother, you're so straightforward. Since you trust me and you're also Mr. He's brother, let's just settle at 20 million per share. Mr. He knows the market prices too; for top-grade medicinal herbs that are over a hundred years old, we buy them for 20 million each!"

Zhou Zhiqian narrowed his eyes and said with a hearty laugh.

Chen Ping knew Zhou Zhiqian wasn't lying this week because He Zhigang, at Renhe Hall, also acquired that top-grade century ginseng and intended to offer two million. It seems the market price is indeed like that!

"Chen Ping, brother, top-grade hundred-year-old herbs, two million isn't a small sum!" He Zhigang also said to Chen Ping.

Chen Ping nodded and then asked, "Brother He, what's the current market price for medicinal herbs that are a hundred years old"

"Inferior ones would be much cheaper, at least half the price, no more than 10 million!"

He Zhigang explained!

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!Chapter 2354: Peering into the Heavenly Machine