Traveling between the 70s and the modern world

Chapter 322: Ginseng for Hong Kong Dollars

Lin Qingyan followed Mr. Huang upstairs and entered a room with simple decorations.

The tables and chairs inside appear to be made of fine mahogany. Not only is there a whole table, there is even a set of tea sets on the coffee table.

It seems that he likes drinking tea.

Mr. Huang led Lin Qingyan and others to the sofa.

"My little friend, sit down."

After greeting Lin Qingyan, Mr. Huang looked at his group of old friends and shook his head helplessly.

"You guys can sit wherever you want!"

Several old men waved their hands and said, "Just go and take a look at the ginseng, don't worry about us."

Lin Qingyan then handed the ginseng in her hand to Mr. Huang. Mr. Huang took it solemnly, put it on the table, took out a pair of glasses and put them on, then took out a magnifying glass from the tool box, put on gloves, and then picked up the ginseng and looked at it intently.

The old man who had spoken to Lin Qingyan before asked Lin Qingyan with a smile:

"From your accent, you don't sound like someone from Hong Kong. Where are you from?"

In fact, what the old man wanted to say was that it sounded like she was from the other side of the strait, but when he saw that she was holding such a big ginseng and saw that Mr. Huang was so serious, he changed the way he asked.

Lin Qingyan smiled and said to him, "I came to Hong Kong with my family."

But he did not make it clear where he was from.

"Then your family is quite confident in you, allowing a little girl like you to bring such precious ginseng out."

The other old man was thinking, maybe he doesn't know the value of ginseng.

"The elders in the family are getting old, so they let us younger ones do some things."

Lin Qingyan's words are so precise that no one can guess her background.

When a middle-aged man who looked like a butler came in with tea and cakes, he saw his boss sitting at his desk busy working, while the boss's friends were chatting happily with the girl in front of them.

He brought a plate in front of Lin Qingyan, which contained a cup of tea and a plate of pastries.

"Miss, please have some tea. These cakes are some of the most famous ones in Hong Kong. Please try them."

"Thank you!"

Lin Qingyan hurriedly thanked them sincerely. The people in Hong Kong were so polite. No wonder people in China envied them at that time. Their life was so luxurious.

The waiter following him also brought tea to the other people. They took a sip of the tea, put it down, and continued to chat while sitting. This time the butler did not leave, but waited outside the door.

Mr. Huang didn't look for long. When Lin Qingyan was eating the second piece of cake, Mr. Huang raised his head and smiled.

"My friend, this ginseng should be over a hundred years old, although I cannot confirm the exact year for now.

But it is at least a hundred years old, and you have preserved it very well, so its medicinal effect will be the best. My friend, are you sure you want to sell it?"

"What? Hundred-year-old ginseng?"

"Old Huang, are you seeing things? It's been a long time since we've seen 100-year-old ginseng on the market."

Upon hearing what Huang Lao said, several of his good friends stood up excitedly, gathered around Huang Lao's desk, and carefully looked at the ginseng in the box. These people all knew the most basic common sense, and although they wanted to take a look, they did not reach out to take the ginseng.

"At least a hundred years old. I smell the scent of ginseng, and the medicinal effect may be far greater than that of a normal hundred-year-old ginseng."

Mr. Huang explained it to his friends.

"The medicinal effect is greater than that of a normal 100-year-old ginseng? Doesn't that mean that this ginseng is equivalent to the medicinal effect of a 150-year-old or even 200-year-old ginseng?"

One of the old men couldn't help but get excited.

"You can say that." After answering his friend's question, Mr. Huang looked at Lin Qingyan.

"My dear friend, you have heard the test results. Do you still want to sell this ginseng now?"

"Yes! I came to Hong Kong City with my family. My family is poor, and I need to use it to exchange for some money to buy some real estate and for daily necessities." Lin Qingyan deliberately looked embarrassed.

A few old men seemed to understand what it meant, and one of them kindly reminded her.

"Selling this ginseng will be enough for you to buy a house and cover your daily expenses."

"My friend, this ginseng of yours is worth more than a hundred years. Plus, ginseng is in short supply right now, not to mention your high-quality ginseng, which is hard to find.

Yes, it exists, and it is hidden in some wealthy families. I will buy this ginseng for 10 Hong Kong dollars. Do you think it is okay?"

Mr. Huang thought for a while and quoted a price to Lin Qingyan. In fact, the price he quoted was not sincere. At least in his mind, this ginseng must be worth more than 10. However, he was a businessman, and he always had to make some money.

But Old Huang didn't know at this time that the gleaming eyes of his old friends around him betrayed him.

Lin Qingyan saw it out of the corner of her eye, paused, and said to Mr. Huang with a smile:

"Mr. Huang, although I am short of money now and want to use this to exchange for some money to improve my life, the assets in my family can still support me for a few years. I will keep the ginseng for now, and when I can no longer support myself, I will give it to you."

After saying that, he wanted to cover the ginseng on the table, but was stopped by Mr. Huang.

"My friend, don't be anxious. If you are not satisfied with the price, we can still discuss it."

The old man, whose eyes flickered before, said, "My dear, I'll give you 12 Hong Kong dollars, sell it to me!"

"Lao Wang, this is my store, and I was the one who made the first offer."

Mr. Huang was somewhat dissatisfied with his old friend. How could he steal someone else's business in front of the store owner?

"Old Huang, you know that if I can't get this kind of good stuff, forget it. But if I do, I will always try to get it. If I buy it, it can be used as a last resort at home."

Lao Wang looked at his old friend with a smile.

In the face of interests, these people who have been struggling since childhood don't care about friendship at all. Friendship can be exchanged for interests.

What's more, he got a piece of inside information that the boss of Axe B asked his subordinates to look for ginseng everywhere.

If I can get the ginseng and sell it to Axe B, even if I don't make any money, I can still do a favor. Why not do it?

Old Wang narrowed his eyes and asked Lin Qingyan with a smile, "My friend, how about it? I'll give you 12."

Lin Qingyan now looked at the other elderly people. It seemed that these people were not short of money. When they saw Lao Wang participating in the bidding, several of them also became eager to join the competition.

Huang Lao was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said to Lin Qingyan:

"My dear, I will give you 10 Hong Kong dollars and a three-bedroom house in Causeway Bay as a gift."

Lin Qingyan's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she smiled and said without any hesitation:

"make a deal!"

Lao Wang looked at the ginseng on the table with some regret. What a good opportunity it was, but Lao Huang had been forced to give up a house, and they couldn't force him anymore. If they continued to bid, they would become enemies.

They looked at each other and said goodbye together.