Chapter 11 Hundred-Year-Old Polygonum Multiflorum
His illness had always been an anxiety to him, which denied him the interest in life. He had never expected that his illness would be magically cured today.
“I can’t take that much. I’ll just choose a few.”
Qin Haodong took a bag from the stall. He put the hundred-year-old polygonum multiflorum and other needed medicinal materials into the bag.
“Sorry, buddy. I misunderstood you just now. I was too ignorant to recognize your ability.” The vendor scratched his head with embarrassment.
Qin Haodong waved his hand and then went ahead to the wholesale market. He looked at the bag in his hand, which was not heavy but still was a burden to him. If only there was a Storage Ring. He had a ring which was big enough to accommodate a mountain in Cultivation World, but unfortunately, the ring was blown up into powder by Thunder of Nine Heavens.
Qin Haodong sighed and walked into the medicinal materials wholesale market with the bag.
The shops here were very large, far larger than the retail stalls outside, but the ginseng of hundreds of years old belonged to the rare medicinal materials. He went to more than a dozen shops and did not find it.
A kind-hearted shopkeeper said to him, “Buddy, if you want to buy this rare medicinal material, you can only go to Shennong Pavilion. They sell wild medicinal materials, among which many are vintages. If Shennong Pavilion can’t offer what you want, then I can only say that you can’t buy them here.”
After expressing his thanks, Qin Haodong made his way to the biggest shop in the market, according to the instruction of the shopkeeper.
Coming to the front of Shennong Pavilion, he couldn’t help admiring in the heart. It was indeed the largest shop in the market. The strong aroma of herbs greeted him as he went through the door.
Above the broad gate of the shop hanged a huge gold-plated plaque with two large words—Shennong Pavilion, which looked like dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.
The shop was very busy with people coming and going. Qin Haodong slipped around and found that medicinal herbs here had indeed more Spiritual Qi than those in other shops. They were obviously picked in the wild, not artificially cultivated.
He was just about to ask the salesman if there were any ginseng medicines of more than a hundred years when several people entered Shennong Pavilion.
At the front was a tall old man. Although his hair and beard were grey, he had an uncommon demeanor, and an irresistible aura of battlefield came from him.
Qin Haodong could feel keenly that the old man had to be a soldier in the past and was not an ordinary soldier.
Next to the old man was a tall young woman with ponytail braids. Her appearance was comparable to that of Lin Momo, and her whole body was full of heroic spirit.
Behind the old man and the beautiful woman stood two tall young men with the same demeanor, who seemed to be bodyguards.
Seeing these people, Qin Haodong felt a slight movement in his heart. He sensed the fluctuation of internal Qi keenly from the old man and the young women, who were unexpectedly warriors.
This was the first time he had felt the warrior’s aura after his rebirth, and he could not help paying more attention to them.
Hardly had the old man entered the door when the waiter who had accompanied Qin Haodong rushed to meet him and politely said, “Your Honor, here you are!”
The old man nodded and said, “Has the medicine I ordered arrived yet?”
“Yes, please go to the VIP lounge to have a rest first, and I’ll get it for you!”
The waiter led the old man and others to the VIP room, then turned to the warehouse, and quickly came out with a big red brocade box.
Qin Haodong’s pupils shrank sharply at the sight of the big red brocade box. He felt a rich sense of Spiritual Qi which was much stronger than the hundred-year-old polygonum multiflorum in his pocket.
This was a centuries-old medicine of more than a hundred years. It looked like it should be four or five hundred years old.
After making a preliminary judgment in his mind, Qin Haodong followed the waiter to the door of the VIP room to see what treasures were in the box.
The waiter came to the old man with the big red brocade box and said, “Your Honor, this is the vintage medicine we found with all our social resources. It’s a genuine 500-year-old treasure. You can’t buy it anywhere else. Please have a careful look.”
Then he opened the lid of the brocade box, and a bloody Ginseng appeared in front of the old man.
With stronger Spiritual Qi drifted out, Qin Haodong marveled in his heart that this was blood ginseng whose age was absolutely over 500 years. Although this thing was inferior to those best treasures in the Cultivation World, it was absolutely a rare thing on earth that was hard to get even with thousands of dollars.
At this time, the old man put on a pair of white gloves to carefully pick up the ginseng in the brocade box. After examining it for a long time, he exclaimed, “Treasure, real treasure!”
The woman with a ponytail next to him said, “Grandpa, does it mean your illness can be cured?”
“Well, it should work!” The old man nodded satisfactorily, and his eyes revealed an irrepressible joy.
The salesman said, “Your Honor, you can rest assured. This ginseng of 500 years old is a good thing to save lives. Legend has it that dead people can be saved with it. All the diseases can be cured immediately!”
The old man said, “How is the price of this ginseng? Did the boss tell you?”
“Yes, Yes. Before going out for business, he specifically told me that you’re the distinguished guest of Shennong Pavilion, so, this ginseng should be charged at the lowest price. With 10,000 yuan for per year, it only costs 5 million yuan.”
Five million yuan was supposed to be a high price for a medicinal herb, but the old man didn’t even frown a bit. He turned his head to the woman and said, “Shuangshuang, pay the money!”
The woman with the ponytail said yes. Then she took out a cheque book and wrote a cheque of 5 million yuan to the waiter.
The waiter glanced at the check then politely said to the old man, “Your Honor, thanks for your patronage. You are welcome to come back later!”
The old man carefully put the ginseng back into the brocade box and was about to leave with the box when he heard a voice coming from the door, “Gentleman, this ginseng is good. How about giving it to me?”
A little stunned, the old man looked up at the door and saw a young man in his 20s come in.
The ponytail women’s face hardened, and with her beautiful apricot eyes staring at Qin Haodong, she said, “Who are you? Who let you in?”
Qin Haodong did not care about being questioned. He smiled and said, “It doesn’t matter who I am. What matters is that this ginseng should be given to me!”
The ponytail woman replied indignantly, “Are you out of your mind? Get out of here!”
The salesman also figured that this strange person was insane. “How could the medicinal materials with a price of 5 million yuan be handed over to you?” He went up and said, “This gentleman, if you want to buy medicine, please go outside and don’t disturb our distinguished guests!”
Qin Haodong ignored the salesman and directly said the old man, “Sir, I am saving you. Give me this ginseng, you can save your life, otherwise, you should go home and prepare for your funeral!”
Everyone in the room became astonished at what he had said. The woman with ponytail shouted furiously, “Get out of here!”
After roaring, she stepped on her right foot, intended to punch Qin Haodong in the face.
“It’s not good for girls to use violence, thinking about your marriage in the future.”
Qin Haodong steered by the punch with a light smile, and then he said to the old man, “Sir, if you listen to me for a few words, you will definitely like to give me this ginseng plant.”
The old man raised his hand to stop the ponytail woman beside him. He said to Qin Haodong with great interest, “Young man, why should I give you such a good medicine?”
Qin Haodong answered, “Because if you don’t give me this ginseng, your life will be in danger.”
The old man’s face changed slightly. “Young man, are you threatening me?”
Between words, a huge momentum surged out of the old man whose fierce and decisiveness as a superior and iron-blooded soldier shown through.
But Qin Haodong still didn’t care. He said with a relaxed face, “Threat is out of the question. I think your lungs have been injured. Did you buy this ginseng for treatment?”
The old man surprisingly asked, “How did you know that?”
Qin Haodong smiled and said, “I am a doctor and I can see it naturally.”
The ponytail girl said, “Grandpa, don’t listen to this liar’s nonsense. He must have heard us just now.”
The old man nodded slightly and felt that his granddaughter was right. They did mention the use of ginseng to treat injuries in their conversation just now.
Qin Haodong did not take it seriously at all. With two steps forward, he said, “Your lungs were once shot, but the treatment was timely and the recovery was good. It would be nothing if you lived a normal life.
“But you are a warrior, and the attribute of your cultivation is cold, which causes the injured part of the lungs be blocked. The further you cultivate, the more serious the injury will be.”
The old man’s face suddenly changed greatly. The young man in front of him was right. The more advanced he was in these years, the more serious his injury was. He did not get any better although he had went everywhere for treatment.
The girl snapped at Qin Haodong, “Who on earth are you? Who sent you here?”
As soon as she uttered these words, the two young men behind her became nervous, and their right hand involuntarily rested on the hidden bulging waist.
“Don’t be so nervous, I said I’m just a doctor.” Qin Haodong laughed at the ponytail girl and then continued to say to the old man, “Your injury has been more serious recently. When it gets the coldest time at midnight, you cough a lot, sometimes with bloody sputum, and you can’t sleep well. You can only be a little better when the “Yang Qi ” is heavy at noon.”
The old man raised his hand to stop the nervous ponytail girl and the two young people behind her. “Let the little buddy go on talking.”
Qin Haodong continued with a severe countenance, “After decades of lung injuries, coupled with the daily cold affection of martial skills, the blockage of meridians has become very serious, and ordinary medicine can’t treat your illness.”
“With an age of more than 500 years, this ginseng is full of medicinal power. Once the blocked lung meridian cannot be cleared, it will cause tremendous pressure on other meridians, and the first one to be hit is the heart meridian.
“So I was not intimidating you, sir. I just want to bring home to you the fact that if you take this ginseng rashly, you will definitely die within an hour.”