Chapter Thirty-Two: Millennium Ginseng Emperor

  Lin Bao De let out a sigh, his hands clasped behind his back, and casually asked the pharmacist, "Everything is still normal, right?"

  "It's all normal, nothing's wrong." The pharmacist who had just chased away Zhao Rui smiled and tried to ease the tense atmosphere, "There was only one silly kid who brought a fake ginseng over and seriously asked about its age."

  "Yes! Where can you find ginseng that is entirely light golden in color and so large? This is also too fake!" Another pharmacist chimed in, "Probably it's made with carrots to deceive people!"

  "Light golden ginseng?"

  Lin Baode is now particularly sensitive to these two words "ginseng", hearing this, his heart skipped a beat, and his blood pressure rose several points.

  Because his long-cherished treasure, the rare and precious thousand-year-old ginseng emperor, was entirely a pale golden color!

  Of course, with the rarity of thousand-year-old ginseng, it's highly likely that the pale golden ginseng delivered to your doorstep is counterfeit.

  But... what if it's really true?

  Lin Baode now wouldn't let go of even a glimmer of hope, and hastily asked:

  "Where is that kid who brought over the light golden ginseng for appraisal?"

  The pharmacist was startled and replied: "Just stepped out, I guess he can't be far."

  "Idiot! What are you standing there for, hurry up and go after him!" Lin Baode loudly scolded, his snow-white beard quivering with rage, as if he wanted to kick him.

  If that pale golden ginseng was really the legendary thousand-year-old Ginseng Emperor, he would have let it go, but this guy even had the heart to kill.

  "Yes, yes, I'm going now."

  The pharmacist hastily nodded and hurriedly ran out, he had been working in the pharmacy for 20 years and had never seen Lin Baode get so angry.

  "Could it be... could there really be a ginseng with a light golden color in this world? I've never heard of such a thing before!"

  He secretly cursed his bad luck, if something really went wrong, he would lose his job.

  Lin Bao De followed closely behind the pharmacist, running quickly and chasing after him.

  Zhao Rui had not gone far when the pharmacist came out of the pharmacy, and without much effort, he saw his back and hurriedly caught up with him, patted his shoulder and said:

  "Hey! Wait a minute, little brother, you wait first."

  Zhao Rui turned his head and took a look, only to find that it was the pharmacist from Bao De Pharmacy. He stopped in his tracks, looked at him coldly and asked: "What do you want with me?"

  The pharmacist smiled awkwardly and said, "Earlier, the ginseng you picked up, I didn't take a good look at it and said it was fake. Now I think that's a bit too rash. Would you mind taking it out again for me to take another look?"

  "You're not good enough, your eyesight is too poor, even if I show you, it's a waste of time."

  Zhao Rui rolled his eyes and turned to leave, but the pharmacist was so scared that he quickly grabbed him and begged: "Don't go, whatever you do, don't go. My eyesight may be poor, but Lin Lao's standards are top-notch, absolutely able to identify your ginseng!"

  "Old Lin? Which Old Lin?"

  "It's our pharmacy owner, Professor Lin Bao De. His medical skills are not to be mentioned, his research on traditional Chinese medicine is also top-notch in the country!"

  The pharmacist tried his best to flatter his boss in order to make up for the mistake he made earlier and persuade Zhao Rui to stay.

  "Heh heh, let's not talk about that for now. But I've been practicing medicine and diagnosing illnesses for decades, so I still have some confidence in identifying medicinal herbs. Little brother, can you take out that ginseng again and show it to me?" Lin Baode hurried over and said humbly, then looked at Zhao Rui with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

  Zhao Rui grew up in Dong'an and had long heard of Lin Baode's reputation, but this was the first time they met. Now that he saw him chasing after himself, he knew that this old man must be interested in his own ginseng.

  Unexpectedly, finding someone to identify ginseng is still so complicated.

  Zhao Rui muttered a sentence in his heart, but finally took out the ginseng. Since others were willing to help him identify it, he didn't need to mind that little bit of unhappiness at the beginning.

  Lin Baode took over the ginseng and brought it in front of his eyes, turning it over repeatedly to examine it extremely carefully.

  The surface of the ginseng emitted a faint golden glow, exuding an enchanting aura, its unusual fragrance wafted into his nostrils, invigorating him, refreshing his entire body, as if he had become many years younger.

  Just smelling the fragrance has such an effect, if it is used as medicine, what would be the result?

  Lin Bao De became excited, holding ginseng in his hands, which slightly trembled.

  "Right, right, this is the thousand-year-old ginseng king! I didn't think that such a rare treasure would finally be seen by my own eyes! With the effect of this thousand-year-old ginseng king, even if only using a small piece, it's enough to cure the old lady's illness!"

  Lin Baode muttered to himself, his white beard trembling, his face changing expressions constantly, as if crying and laughing at the same time. He was so lost in thought that he completely forgot he was on the bustling Xidajie Street. Passersby looked at him with a strange gaze, thinking he was a madman.

  The pharmacist was also startled, having worked with Lin Bao De for so many years and never seeing him lose his composure like this before. He quickly patted his back and shouted: "Old Lin! Old Lin! Are you okay?"

  Lin Bao De was startled by this sudden clap and his body shook before he came back to his senses.

  Turning around and looking at the surroundings, I felt the strange gaze of others, suddenly realizing that I had been too excited just now, my old face suddenly turned red.

  "It's okay, I'm fine." He said calmly after soothing his excited mood.

  "Is... is this ginseng really genuine?" The pharmacist asked tentatively.

  "Nonsense, it's really true! You idiot actually thought the treasure was fake!" Lin Baode couldn't help but glare at him fiercely and scolded. If he hadn't caught up in time, the Thousand Year Ginseng would have slipped away.

  The pharmacist was scolded and stood there with a sorrowful face, not daring to retort.

  After scolding the pharmacist, Lin Baode tightly grasped the Qian Nian Shen Huang in his hand, turned around and said to Zhao Rui in a tone of consultation: "It's not convenient to talk here, let's go to my house and discuss it carefully."

  Zhao Rui's eyes were somewhat puzzled as they swept across Lin Baode's face, thinking to himself: This old man wouldn't be thinking of fighting with ginseng, would he?

  He thought for a moment and then nodded his head in agreement.

  Lin Baode's character and medical ethics seem to be okay, he shouldn't do anything deceitful or fraudulent. Even if something like that were to happen, with Zhao Rui's abilities, would he still be afraid of a sixty or seventy-year-old old man?

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