Godly Auxiliary System

"Is this the place to see the doctor?" A stooped old man walked in carrying a bamboo basket on his back.    

Ye Lee was startled, then he stopped fighting and said seriously: "This is the place, are you here to see a doctor?"    

The old man's face was full of wrinkles. He was in his sixties or seventies, and although his back was a little hunched, he shook his head and said tentatively, "I'm not here to treat you. I'm a farmer here to pick herbs. Are you here, doctor?"    

"Herbs?" Ye Lee couldn't help but size up the old man in front of him. The old man's clothes were very simple and unadorned, and his shoes were even stained with dried mud.    

Ye Lee, "My surname is Ye, may I know what this old man's name is?"    

The old man quickly said: "My surname is Li and you can call me Old Lee. Old man Li, you can as well, I picked these medicines from the mountains."    

When Zhao Xiaoyu saw that this old man was around the same age as his grandfather, and was also not ordinary, his heart was moved. She promptly let him sit down, and said: "Elder, no need to be anxious, we are a clinic here, and we also collect all the medicinal ingredients."    

He knew what Zhao Xiaoyu meant, that the old man in front of him had probably crossed a long distance from the mountain and directly entered the city. It was extremely difficult, even if there were no good herbs, he would still be willing to help.    

"Alright, alright. Take a look at this. All you need to do is accept it." Old Lee said cautiously.    

He took off the cloth covering the basket, and the smell of herbal medicine wafted out.    

Although the basket on his back was simple and crude, Old Lee's movements were still extremely careful, as if those medicinal herbs were all his treasures.    

Ye Lee was startled, in the basket, the herbs are obviously well-preserved, and there are a lot of different types of herbs, "This is … the Gastrodia, three or seven, and a few older stalks of Ganoderma. "    

With his eyesight, he was naturally able to see that these herbs were all wild and pure. Moreover, the method of harvesting was good and he didn't lose too much of the medicinal properties. Although there were less in this basket, the quality wasn't low.    

As a "Traditional Chinese Medicine", Ye Lee was actually very strict on medication. Everyone knew that medicinal herbs, such as artificial planting, and wild medicinal herbs, had very different medicinal properties, so he chose to go directly to the city's largest pharmacy to avoid too many inferior ones.    

Take one of them for example, it was a "sacred medicine" used by the people to treat dizziness, and it also had an analgesic effect. The artificial cultivation of the Sky Ma was 200 to 400 Yuan per Jin in the market, while the wild Sky Ma's price had increased by ten times, reaching 2000 Yuan per Jin, which was still hard to find in the market.    

As for wild Lingzhi, there was no need to talk about it.    

Although the Ganoderma has already been artificially produced and bred, the most effective one is the Lingzhi growing in the old forest in the mountains. The Lingzhi has a high requirement for climate and environment, and is also vulnerable to damage from wild animals, tearing and nibbling. To be able to find a Lingzhi in the deep mountains that has the same annual effect as the Lingzhi, luck is like winning.    

Therefore, the value of this basket of medicinal materials wasn't less than 8,000 yuan.    

The important point was the rarity of these wild herbs. Even if you went to the Yongkang Great Pharmacy, you might not even be able to pick them out, as the Great Herb King was in the supply business, so most of the wild herbs were planted manually. Even if the quality was good, it was still very difficult to find wild herbs, or else the price was already clearly marked.    

Ye Lee took a deep breath and could not help but ask: "Old man, how much are you planning to sell these ingredients?"    

Old Lee was still worried about whether the other party would accept it or not, but when he heard the price, he stuttered and quickly replied: "Don't go overboard. One thousand is enough, as long as you don't mind, Doctor, eight hundred is enough …"    

"Eight, eight hundred?" Ye Lee was stunned on the spot.    

Zhao Xiaoyu had heard and seen many things since she was young, and was familiar with the medicinal herbs in front of him. Even if she was not as accurate in terms of the quality and medicinal properties, she knew that the medicinal ingredients in the basket were definitely worth far more than 800. Her small face was also stunned, "Old man, are you kidding me?"    

Old Lee panicked on the spot, afraid that Ye Lee would not take his medicinal herbs, as if he himself had done something wrong. "I'm not joking … "Doctor, don't you think it's too expensive? Otherwise, seven hundred is fine too, we can't lose any less …"    

Ye Lee shook his head and exhaled: "No, I'm talking about these medicinal ingredients, they are too cheap."    

The Old Lee was startled, and did not understand too much.    

Ye Lee, "How about this, I will spend eight thousand to buy these ingredients."    

Old Lee was stunned, "Doctor, are you deceiving me?"    

Ye Lee laughed: "This is the clinic, why would I lie to you? This medicinal herb is worth the price."    

Zhao Xiaoyu did not understand, "Old man, the price you set is too low, how did you sell it in the past? And how did you find your way here? "    

"In the past, there were people who went into the village to collect them, and I spent a month to gather them. This time, I gave them two or three hundred dollars, and this time, I wanted five hundred, and they said no, but if I didn't have the money, then I wouldn't be able to treat my wife's illness. I would have to leave the village and take the bus to the city to look for two hospitals, and they all said that this isn't a place to sell medicines.    

Old Lee's words were his entire day's worth of experience. Dressed up like this and carrying a huge bamboo basket on his back, covered in dust, he walked into the hospital and was immediately chased out of the hospital.    

If his wife had not been sick, she would not have come to the city. It was normal for her not to know about the price, and many of the young people in the city seemed to have common sense problems which they were unable to understand.    

"What kind of people are these? They're too black-hearted!" Zhao Xiaoyu shouted in anger.    

These medicinal materials, even if dried into powder, would not only cost that much.    

Moreover, if these medicines were placed in the medicine market, with a normal price, they would have been completely emptied out. However, from the tone of this old man, it seemed that his village was taking these things to sell, treating them as grass roots.    

This was too real.    

Two to three hundred dollars for the medicinal herbs that he had painstakingly collected for a month.    

Maybe this was what a middleman meant when he made a profit. It was too f * * king lucrative!