Yang Muyu saw that Li San knew someone, and it seemed that he could not fight, and the thugs who were dancing with swords and rods also took a few steps back.

"I just want to buy some good things. If you have one, take it out and show it to me. No - I'll change it to the ginseng like that, you can be fine with a mistress." Yang Muyu smiled faintly. There are many ginsengs sold on the market. Even if there are prunes, they are mostly cut, mixed with other things and sold.

Only those best pruned ginseng will keep the rare goods.

Old Huang looked at him, frowned, and looked at Li San. He was very clear about him asking about Li San and Yang Muyu's identity.

But Li San just smiled and said nothing. Old Huang thought for a while, ordered the thugs to retreat, and ordered a servant next to him to say, "Go and take out the whole ginseng that I sent a few days ago for this young master."

The servant was very clever and quickly moved into the back hall and brought out a brocade box again.

Old Huang looked at Yang Muyu, and Yang Muyu nodded slightly and signaled him to open the brocade box. The brocade box was opened. Yang Muyu just took a look and was immediately disappointed. It turned out to be a snow ginseng.

"Young master, how do you think of this branch?" Old Huang asked with a smile.

"Let's just take a look. Although it's pruned, it's not easy to get here. You can offer a price!" Yang Muyu said lightly.

"Well..." Old Huang was about to speak, but suddenly Yang Muyu's eyes turned and landed on a bag of herbs on the counter. He didn't care about it just now. Now he glanced at it and couldn't help but be surprised. There was actually this thing in this place? Can this be considered a medicine?

"What is this?" Yang Muyu picked up one of the bags of herbs next to him, put them on his nose and smelled them, and asked with a smile.

"Young master, I don't know this...things," Lao Huang said with a smile. The thing came here to sell it alone this morning. Although Lao Huang couldn't recognize it, he still stayed it. Maybe the boss knew it? And even if he lost it, it was only a few taels of silver. When doing business, he always had to take some risks.

"Do you sell it?" Yang Muyu asked with a smile.

"This..." Lao Huang was a little troubled. After all, he didn't know this thing, so he didn't know the specific price in the market. If you buy it cheaply, you may lose money or sell it for a lot, and you may be afraid of losing customers in vain.

Yang Muyu ignored him and opened the bag of herbs and sniffed them one by one.

Lao Huang frowned, and finally couldn't help asking: "Young master, can you ask me what this is?" Lao Huang is a little convinced now. It seems that the other party is not here to ruin the situation. It may be the successor of a pharmacist and is indeed proficient in medicine. Otherwise, how could he see that ginseng is adulterated at a glance?

This time, Yang Muyu was surprised. How could the seller ask the buyer about the goods in the store?

"You don't know what this is, but you actually put it in the store for sale?" Yang Muyu asked back.

Old Huang immediately had a bitter face and a flattering smile: "Young Master doesn't know that this thing was delivered by a down-and-out guest this morning. Although I couldn't recognize it, I thought that there might be a distinguished guest who knew the goods, so I took it and put it on the counter. Isn't this - you, don't you recognize it?"

"This ghost mushroom!" Yang Muyu smiled indifferently.

"Ghost Mushroom?" Old Huang was also confused, but he couldn't ask others what the use of ghost mushrooms was for, right?

"Do you sell it?" Yang Muyu asked again. Ghost mushrooms are born in cold and cold places. They are a little toxic, but they are not powerful. Only when mixed with certain special drugs can they produce highly toxicity. However, they are not here. Naturally, he would not tell Lao Huang that this is the best product for regulating medicine.

Old Huang thought about it, then looked at Yang Muyu's dressing very well, and muttered in his heart that this person was probably a family member of a certain aristocratic family. It would be better to take the opportunity to curry favor with him and nodded immediately, "The things placed on the cabinet are naturally for sale. If the young master buys that ginseng, you can just give this thing a few taels of silver."

Yang Muyu nodded and asked with a smile: "How much does ginseng cost?" Ginseng is not important, you can buy it anywhere, but ghost mushrooms are different.

"If the young master sincerely wants it, the shop will not dare to make a random offer. Just give this number." Old Huang stretched out his hand and said.

Yang Muyu didn't understand these gestures, so the ghost servant naturally didn't understand them even more. However, when Li San followed Sun Jack before, he often came here to sell stolen stolen goods. Naturally, he understood it. He couldn't help but frowned and said, "Old Huang, you are too dark, you are selling 500 taels of ginseng?" The batch of goods they robbed last year also included ginseng and other items. Lao Huang compared a batch of goods and gave 2,000 taels of silver. In this way, if he hadn't wanted to kill Yang Muyu, they would have been stabbed hard at the beginning.

"Five hundred taels are indeed expensive." Yang Muyu nodded and smiled, "It's just a snow ginseng. If the boss sincerely sells it, it will cost up to 200 taels of silver. Plus that ghost mushroom, it will cost up to 250 taels. What do you think?"

Old Huang suddenly felt a bitter face. Yang Muyu called out the ginseng variety, and he knew that this person was not easy to fool: "Young master, you can't kill the price like this. Add that ghost mushroom, what about 300 taels? You can add some more."

"Two-eighty taels!" Yang Muyu once again cut the price, three-hundred taels? What he thought was beautiful? The snow ginseng was worth at most 100 taels. As for ghost mushrooms, he didn't know the use of them anyway, so he could do whatever he wanted.

"Finish!" Lao Huang said gritting his teeth, "Your Majesty also asks you to visit the shop business more in the future."

Yang Muyu nodded and ordered Lao Huang to wrap the ghost mushrooms and snow ginseng, pretending to withdraw money from his sleeve, his spiritual sense swept across the starfish soul, took out three silver notes of one hundred taels, and handed them over.

The old Huang Mali first found twenty taels of broken silver for him, and then took the paper and carried the bag of ghost mushrooms thrown on the counter. Yang Muyu ordered the ghost servant to put away the broken silver. The ghost servant was a little surprised. Why did he see that he was a prodigal son who didn't know the sufferings of the people. He knew how to bargain for something?

"Boss, can you sell this ghost mushroom?" Just as the old yellow-bun ghost mushroom was baked, a young man in a dark purple robe walked into the door, and two followed him.

Old Huang was stunned and said with a hurry, "Hello, this young man, sorry, this ghost mushroom has been bought by this young man." While speaking, he had already wrapped the ghost mushroom. Yang Muyu winked at Li San. Li San knew how to walk over and carry the ghost mushroom and the snow ginseng in his hands.
Chapter completed!