"Two million, one hundred thousand."

Chen Yueming, the owner of the local flower company, also shouted after hearing the bids from Huang Guoliang and another person.

There are actually only three groups of people who come to buy yew, one group is Song Wen and the others, the other group is the boss of this flower company, and the other group is said to be from the other yew Biotechnology Co., Ltd.

"Two million and five million." Huang Guoliang shouted again.

When Chen Yueming heard the price he was shouting, his eyebrows jumped and almost cursed, "Is anyone shouting for the price like this?"

"Two and six million." shouted the man from Yew Biotechnology Co., Ltd.

"Three million." Chen Yueming made up his mind and called a high price, but unfortunately he was immediately surpassed.

“Three million and one hundred thousand.”

“Three million and five million.”

Seeing that Huang Guoliang and Yew Biotechnology Co., Ltd. were so high in bidding, Chen Yueming thought about it and finally gave up the competition.

Only the epidermis and branches of yew can extract paclitaxel, while 5,100 kg can extract one kilogram of paclitaxel. The international market price of one kilogram of paclitaxel is between 5,001,000 US dollars. Although the yew tree in front of me is large, there is not much paclitaxel. If you deduct the cost of asking someone to extract paclitaxel, in fact, it is not much money to earn 3.5 million yuan. If you add more money, the profit will be too small, which is equivalent to doing vain work.

"Three million and eight million." The man from Yew Biotechnology Co., Ltd. shouted again.

Yew Biotechnology Co., Ltd. extracts paclitaxel itself and now develops many yew peripheral products. The profits obtained after buying Yew are higher, so he dares to pay more. Unfortunately, after Huang Guoliang shouted out four million, he could only regretfully give up. In fact, the profits made by 3.8 million are already very thin, and there is no need to buy them again, so he can only return them helplessly.

"Boss Huang is really courageous." The person from Yew Biotechnology Co., Ltd. said to Huang Guoliang.

"You can make a small business, but you are not as good as your big company and your business." Huang Guoliang said with a smile.

"Guoliang, is there anyone who shouts like this? It's more than tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. Are you so much money that you have nowhere to put it?" Chen Yueming said angrily to Huang Guoliang. They are all in the flower business, and the two know each other.

"I'm sorry, I offended you."

Seeing Huang Guoliang smiling and speaking kindly, the two of them could say nothing, so they had to leave. After the two left, Huang Guoliang signed a purchase and sale agreement with the village chief, and then asked the excavator to come and dig the trees. The yew is of amazing value, so to avoid the night of long dreams, it would be better to dig it out early for seconds.

Song Wen looked around for a while, and felt bored, so he started walking around.

There is nothing else in the countryside, only bananas. Ancient houses and new-style buildings stand in the banana forest, which looks unique.

He walked along the country road and came to the stream in a short while. This stream is the middle and upper reaches of the North Stream, the branch of Longjiang River. The stream is wide, nearly a hundred meters, and the other side is a dense bamboo forest. Not far from the left is a small sandbank made of mud and sand. The sandbank is green and there are some people planting green bamboos and green vegetables on it. From a distance, it looks very delicious.

Song Wen suddenly became interested. He wanted to go up and take a look, but unfortunately the water around him couldn't pass. He looked around and found an old man fishing not far away, so he shouted loudly: "Uncle, can you cross me there?"

The fishing old man looked at him and said angrily: "I don't have time." He felt that this man was just full and had nothing to do, so what's better to go there.

"I'll give you money. Fifty yuan."

He is a bastard who has money but doesn't make money. Fifty yuan is enough for him to sell several kilograms of fish. The old man thought about it and agreed. He didn't have much effort anyway, so he sent Song Wen to the sandbank and reminded him to call him when he wanted to go back, otherwise no one would have fed him back here.

Song Wen thanked the old man and walked up the sandbank.

A small vegetable bed was opened on the sandbank, and the bed was covered with green vegetables, which looked very pleasant. There was a casual wooden house next to it, with hoes, buckets and other debris inside. After a look, he walked forward. Suddenly, his heart moved, thinking that the sandbank was impacted by mud and sand, would there be any treasures buried below? In Yunnan and Guizhou, I always heard that things like dark wood were dug out of the stream. Will there be some here too

Thinking of it, he took out the bronze mirror and looked at the underground of the sandbank.

Under the bronze mirror, stones, branches, shells and other things on the sandbank appeared one by one in the bronze mirror. Unfortunately, there was no treasure in his imagination. I think so, how could a sandbank made of mud and sand have treasures?

Thinking of this, Song Wen couldn't help but feel a little disgusted and wanted to put away the bronze mirror.

Suddenly, a bright white light flashed across the mirror. Although it was only a moment, it was as bright as stars in the dim and hollow underground.

After using the bronze mirror for so long, although it felt strange and unknown where it came from, Song Wen had more or less understood the function of the bronze mirror. Most of the treasures reflected in the bronze mirror are colored, divided into blue, red, yellow, white, and black. Red is the most, white is second, blue is second, yellow is the last, and black is the worst. The darkness of each color indicates the quality of the baby, and dark colors are generally better things.

After so long he had obtained the bronze mirror, the best treasure he found was the dragon shell, which was red.

Unexpectedly, he found a treasure that emits white light here again, which made his blood boil. He quickly picked up the bronze mirror and looked at it carefully. After a while, he saw a stone box in the bronze mirror, and a bead was placed in the stone box. The bead was also strange. It was a big bead, but there were seven small beads on the beads. There were some small beads distributed around the beads, just like stars in the night sky.

Seeing this bead, Song Wen suddenly remembered the legend about Tianbao and thought to himself that this was really the case.

He was surprised in his heart, so he put the stone box into Ruyi Fan from the underground.

Now that his spiritual sense is powerful, he no longer has to hold things with his hands as before to collect things from the ground and enter the Ruyi Fan. As long as his spiritual sense moves, he can freely take things out of the ground.

Take out the stone box from Ruyi Fan and open it. I saw pearls shining everywhere. Even during the day, I could vaguely see the strong light emitted by it. Song Wen was shocked and hurriedly covered the box, looked left and right, and after finding that there was no one around, he flashed into Ruyi Fan. The so-called wealth was not exposed. If someone saw the beads in his hand, he would be afraid that something unpredictable would appear, so he would be careful. When he came to Ruyi Fan, Song Wen opened the box, and the pearls shone brightly, which made people dare not despise him.

Song Wen squinted his eyes and looked carefully, and found that the beads in the box were the size of fists. Several large beads on it were distributed like seven stars. Countless tiny beads around it were like stars.

He was watching carefully, but suddenly, it changed.

A tiny whirlwind blew inexplicably in the space. Then, a stream of spiritual energy that was invisible to the naked eye rushed straight towards the beads in the box, and disappeared in an instant. The beads seemed to be absorbing the spiritual energy rushing around. As they absorbed more and more, the pearl light became more dazzling and gradually became dazzling.

Song Wen didn't dare to look again, so he closed his eyes and wanted to cover the box.

Suddenly, the beads in the box slowly floated into the air. When they arrived, the small beads that were originally distributed on the big beads separated and scattered in the sky of Ruyi Fan. After a closer look, the largest beads were in the middle, with seven beads guarding the edges, and many small beads surrounded the seven beads, like a smaller version of the bright starry sky.

Song Wen was dumbfounded. What was going on? Can anyone tell him?

Unfortunately, no one can explain the strange scene in front of him.

After a long time, he woke up from the strange scene just now. He looked at the stone box in his hand, and a handful of beads were still on the side, leaving the box with some use.

I thought I had a treasure, but I didn't expect it to fly away again in a blink of an eye. I wanted to go out with disgust. At this time, I found that the little he and the wagging horse who came came ran over and rubbed against him with a kiss. Xiaohe even quacked around him, shouting, and didn't know what he was calling. The winged flying snake also flew over, and kept flying around his head. When he was tired, he lay on his shoulder to rest. Xiaohe was very dissatisfied with this, so he quacked at it and pushed it away from Song Wen's shoulder with his mouth.
Chapter completed!