The owner of Zangbaozhai, the real boss behind the scenes, is a man who looks to be in his fifties, with half-white beard and hair, and a slightly wealthy appearance.
At this time, the owner of the restaurant was entertaining three guests and discussing the next big deal.
When I heard the shopkeeper coming outside and reporting the situation, I couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Who is following Miss Zhao?" the owner asked.
"Hua Yanei and Coach Wang. These two people look like amateurs at first glance, so there is no need to worry too much. But -"
As soon as Shopkeeper Tao's words changed, Ye Feng's appearance appeared in his mind.
"There is also a young man who they all call Mr. Ye. He thought he was just an ordinary person, but just now he saw at a glance that the calligraphy of Wang Xizhi brought by Director Jia was an imitation, and he even wrote an exact copy himself! "
When the owner heard this, his eyes lit up: "There is such a genius!? A young man named Ye? Never heard of it?"
The owner of the restaurant has been in this business for decades and is familiar with all kinds of experts, but this is the first time he has heard of this young man with this surname.
"It seems that this time, the Zhao family is well prepared!" Shopkeeper Tao said worriedly, "Do you want to cancel the next transaction?"
"How about just telling the owner that you are away because of something, and the seller didn't come either?"
As he said that, Shopkeeper Tao glanced at the other three people present.
One of the big men frightened Shopkeeper Tao with just one look.
"We brothers will not make this trip in vain!" the big man said angrily.
"Haha - Mr. Ma, don't worry, I will take care of everything!" The owner immediately smiled, "Everything should go as planned!"
"Even if that kid can imitate calligraphy and painting, what's the big deal? The person doing this transaction is a treasure of heaven and earth, and he is probably an amateur!"
"Old Tao, bring them here!"
"Yes!" Shopkeeper Tao agreed and immediately went down to do it.
At this time, amidst a burst of exclamations, Ye Feng had already completed a perfect reproduction of Yan Zhenqing's "Manuscript of a Nephew Memorial", which was even better than the imitation currently on display here.
Director Jia was even more shocked when he saw this.
I can't believe that there is such a calligraphy genius in the world who is proficient in all kinds of ancient calligraphy.
I thought that the other party was exaggerating, but I didn't expect that it was actually true.
"Miss Zhao, our host invites you!"
Shopkeeper Tao separated everyone and stepped forward to invite.
Hearing this, Zhao Wanting frowned slightly and began to become more cautious.
Originally, she had great trust in this treasure house.
But with the incident about Wang Xizhi's authentic work just now, I feel like a fat sheep, and there are pitfalls everywhere.
"Shopkeeper Tao, I hope you Guizhai know that our Zhao family is not easy to deceive!"
Zhao Wanting warned coldly.
"The medicinal materials this time are related to my grandfather's life. If something goes wrong, our Zhao family will not let it go!"
Seeing this, Shopkeeper Tao quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Miss Zhao, calm down. It was just a misunderstanding."
"But regarding those medicinal materials, I still need to say one more thing. We, Zangbaozhai, are just acting as a middleman to help you contact the seller. You still need to discuss the details with the seller."
"If something goes wrong, our Treasure House will not be held responsible!"
Zhao Wanting suspected that there was probably some fraud involved, and she was determined not to let it go.
"Since we're all here, let's go over and have a look." At this time, Ye Feng said, "You can tell the truth at a glance!"
"Okay!" Seeing what Ye Feng said, Zhao Wanting agreed to go there, "Shopkeeper Tao, please lead the way!"
"Yes!" As he said this, Shopkeeper Tao paid attention again and looked at Ye Feng a few more times. I wonder if he really understood or was he bluffing?
Soon, the group of people arrived at the private room in the back hall.
Led by the owner of the Zangbaozhai, the two parties sat on opposite sides.
"Miss Zhao, Young Master Hua, Coach Wang, Brother Ye!" The host personally gave up his seat, "Please take a seat quickly! Let's watch tea!"
After a group of four people sat down, they saw three middle-aged strong men sitting across from them, each with a big horse and a golden sword, and they were all looking like gangsters.
"Here, let me introduce you." The owner of the restaurant pointed to the three people opposite him and said, "These three are the sellers, the Ma brothers from Fengtian. Their family is at the foot of Changbai Mountain and they do business in medicinal materials all year round. The precious materials you want, They all have it!”
Ye Feng saw these three people, their temples were bulging high, and he could tell at a glance that they were all ruthless characters, and they were not weak in strength.
However, since I and Coach Wang are here, I am not afraid of them buying or selling by force.
"Boss Ma!" Zhao Wanting nodded to the three of them, "Then let's inspect the goods first!"
"Okay, Miss Zhao is so refreshing!" The leader, Mr. Ma, laughed and motioned to the brothers on the side to load the goods.
I saw various Chinese medicinal materials poured out from a sack more than one meter long. It seemed to be old at first glance.
“Century-old wild ginseng!”
"Eighty-year-old ambergris!"
"One hundred and fifty years of cordyceps!"
"Two hundred years of red snow ganoderma!"
“These are all picked by our brothers in Changbai Mountain!”
When Zhao Wanting saw those precious Chinese medicinal materials, her breathing began to become rapid.
Even as an outsider, she could tell at a glance that these medicinal materials were of extraordinary quality.
She couldn't help feeling excited, thinking that this time it went so well, grandpa was saved! ?
"Hmm...these medicinal materials seem to be old at first glance, and they are of extraordinary quality!" Even Instructor Wang Fan nodded slightly.
Because when he was an official, he also saw Chinese medicinal materials that were hundreds of years old. They were very different from those that were dozens of years old.
And just by sniffing it with your nose, you can smell a unique medicinal fragrance.
"Master Wang, you have good eyesight!" the owner of the restaurant smiled at Wang Fan, "Although I, as a middleman, cannot favor anyone, I am willing to guarantee with my head that these medicinal materials are sufficient! If you don't believe it, you can't You can go to Fengtian and ask about it. One of the Chinese medicinal materials of the Ma brothers is well-known!"
"Mr. Ye!?" Zhao Wanting quickly calmed down from her excitement and finally cast a questioning look at Ye Feng.
As long as he makes the final decision, the price can then be negotiated.
At this time, everyone's eyes were unanimously focused on Ye Feng.
Especially the owner of the restaurant looked at Ye Feng with interest.
I thought to myself that even if this guy is an expert in antiques, calligraphy and painting, he still knows about Chinese medicinal materials! ?
Ye Feng picked up an old wild ginseng and said with a slight smile: "Ten-year-old wild ginseng; eight-year-old ambergris; fifteen-year-old cordyceps; twenty-year-old snow ganoderma."
"I heard that there is a unique seedling-plucking technique in the Changbai Mountain area of Fengtian, which can increase the age of medicinal materials at once, passing off inferior ones as good ones, and passing off fake ones as real ones."
"When I saw it today, it was really eye-opening!"
As he spoke, Ye Feng's true energy condensed slightly between his fingers.
Looking at the so-called century-old wild ginseng, it instantly shrank in size as if it had rejuvenated itself.
