He turned and took out a tightly sealed brocade box from a hidden compartment. Lin Hui opened it in front of Jiang Chen, "Look, this is the Century Ginseng King. Do you want it?"

"Century Ginseng King?!"

A cry of surprise arose as a few customers, who came to look at the medicine, walked in through the doorway and gathered around.

"Is it really the Century Ginseng King?"

"How much is this medicine, several millions?"

"This young man wants to buy? Can he afford it?"

A few people looked at the Ginseng King and then turned their heads to look at Jiang Chen with faces full of doubt.

Lin Hui said arrogantly, "Well, young man, can you afford it?"

"If this really is the Century Ginseng King, then I indeed want it. However, if this medicine is fake, what use do I have for it?" Jiang Chen glanced at the Ginseng King and curled his lips.

"What? The Ginseng King is fake?"

"Impossible, right? Can Rejuvenation Hall have fake medicine?"

"Isn't this kid just here to cause trouble?"

The surrounding crowd exclaimed in shock, looking at Jiang Chen with suspicious eyes, then turned their heads in unison to look at Lin Hui.

Lin Hui's expression darkened as he shouted angrily, "Fake? How could our Rejuvenation Hall possibly have fake medicine? Kid, stop spouting nonsense here. Who sent you to tarnish our reputation?"

"Indeed, Rejuvenation Hall is a century-old establishment, how could it have fake medicine?"

"Young student, be careful with your words. You must take responsibility for what you say!"

The surrounding crowd nodded again, agreeing with Lin Hui's words.

"What's going on?" A low voice demanded, and an elderly man with white hair and beard, disturbed by the commotion, walked out from the back of the pharmacy.

"Elder Chen, this kid is causing trouble in our store, claiming that we sell fake medicine!" Upon seeing the elderly man, Lin Hui hastily spoke with respect, glaring at Jiang Chen with an indignant expression.

"Elder Chen? Is it Mr. Chen Peiru?"

"No kidding, this store is owned by Elder Chen!"

"Damn, this kid has hit a wall now! Elder Chen is the Medicine King of Dingjing. How could his store have fake medicine!"

The onlookers looked at Jiang Chen with contempt.

"Young man, you say our store has fake medicine, do you have any proof?" Chen Peiru's eyes flashed with a grave look. He was famous for accurately identifying medicine in the Dingjing herbal circles. Being accused of having fake medicine in his store was a direct slap in his face.

"Elder Chen, is it?" Jiang Chen looked at the elder and pointed at the brocade box in Lin Hui's hand, "I'm not deliberately making things difficult, but this Century Ginseng King is fake!"

Chen Peiru frowned, took the brocade box from Lin Hui, carefully examined it, then placed the box on the counter with a stern expression, "Young man, this is clearly the Century Ginseng King. What exactly are you trying to achieve by making these senseless claims?"

The argument at Rejuvenation Hall drew many onlookers, and the entrance was crowded with people eager to watch the drama unfold. Among the crowd, a girl carrying a basket of medicine on her back, her face innocent and clad in a short jacket and pants, quietly watched Jiang Chen.

"Elder Chen, you've only looked at the appearance of this Ginseng, but don't you know that modern industrial technology can replicate appearances? The roots of this Ginseng are attached, but they are not fully connected, you see."

Jiang Chen, while speaking, pointed to the middle-upper part of the ginseng's roots, "There are some slight protrusions here, which seem like the roots have naturally grown out, but in fact, this is the connection point. The roots below this should have been cut from the Century Ginseng, whereas the upper part is not from the same source. Take a closer look here."

As he spoke, Jiang Chen pointed again to the patterns on the ginseng, "These patterns appear to be natural, but in reality, they are all processed. It's just that you, who cherish the herbs, didn't personally examine them. If you pinch these patterns with your fingernails, you'll find out whether they are fake or not."

"You're talking nonsense. Who would damage the Century Ginseng King? I think you're just here to ruin our medicine!" Lin Hui shouted vehemently.

Chen Peiru's face changed, and he stared intently at Jiang Chen, "Did another drugstore send you? If I damage this Ginseng King, what benefit would it bring you?"

"Ha-ha! The Dingjing Medicine King, truly a name undeserved," Jiang Chen shook his head with a laugh, then turned and walked toward the entrance of the drugstore.

"Stop!"

"Wait a moment!"

Two shouts rang out at the same time, Jiang Chen paused in slight surprise, glancing at the crowd. The shouts had come from Chen Peiru's stern voice, and from a girl with a medicine basket on her back among the crowd.

Afterward, the girl entered the drugstore, taking out a package wrapped in oil paper from her bosom and smiling lightly at Jiang Chen, "My grandfather once said, good medicine should be sold to those who understand herbs. I originally wanted to sell this herb to the Medicine King here, but I feel you understand it better. Are you willing to buy it?"

Jiang Chen was taken aback for a moment, sizing up the girl. Dressed like a village girl, yet with a pure and delicate aura, and innocent eyes, she seemed about sixteen or seventeen years old. This made Jiang Chen think of a profession: Herbalist.

Herbalists are people who live in the mountains all year round, making a living by collecting herbs. They are pure-hearted because they rely on the mountains, and thus have developed a unique skill that often allows good medicines to emerge from their hands.

His nose twitched a few times, and Jiang Chen suddenly fixed his gaze on the package in the girl's hand, his eyes lighting up with excitement, "Little sister, how much are you planning to sell this medicine for?"

"One million. Will you buy it?" The girl asked with a light chuckle.

"One million? Has the girl gone mad?"

"Yes, she's asking for a million without even letting us see it. She must be out of her mind with poverty!"

The people at the entrance exclaimed in shock.

The girl paid them no heed, gazing directly at Jiang Chen, waiting for his response.

Hearing the girl's asking price, a hint of astonishment flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes, then he chuckled and shook his head.

Taking out a bank card, Jiang Chen wrote a string of numbers on the back, handing it to the girl, "This is two million. The password is on the card. I only have two cards, and the money on the other card exceeds the value of this herb. This card is somewhat insufficient. Are you willing to sell?"

"Two million? That must be a joke, right?"

"Is this guy nuts? He's offering two million without even seeing the herb?"

"Is there even any money on that card?"

The crowd at the entrance began to gossip among themselves.

"All right, you really do understand herbs." Without any hesitation, the girl pushed the oil paper package toward Jiang Chen and took the bank card from him.

"Aren't you going to check if the card has any money?" Jiang Chen asked, surprised, as he took the package from the girl.

The girl stuck out her tongue playfully, giggling, "I saw the car you arrived in. People who drive that kind of car wouldn't cheat me, right? I trust you!"

"Ha-ha!" Jiang Chen let out a light laugh, finding the girl rather adorable.

Catching a glimpse of several men with shifty eyes among the crowd at the entrance, Jiang Chen's expression turned slightly stern, and he spoke with meaningful depth, "Even if someone intended to deceive, they wouldn't dare cheat a Profound Martial Artist like you!"

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