Overbearing Immortal Doctor
Chapter 521 - Five Hundred and Twenty-One: The Onlooker
CHAPTER 521: CHAPTER FIVE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-ONE: THE ONLOOKER
Fuck! What a pity! I am obviously mocking you. Why did you even stick your nose on your face?
"Now I am God’s doctor, letting passersby outside come in to take care of you shouldn’t be a problem for me." Zhang Dadan joked.
Then he rushed to the entrance of Jiqing Hall and shouted: "Come and take a look."
Passersby walked onto the street, saw Zhang Dadan standing at the pharmacy door loudly promoting, and thought the pharmacy had some discounts and stopped to watch.
Zhang Dadan saw people gathering around him and said: "Come and see how the famous doctor Yu cheated this city and the fraudsters in the pit..."
People thought this was a traditional Chinese medicine shop doing some promotional activities, but they didn’t expect it to turn into an interesting spectacle, with Zhang Dadan watering the seeds boldly.
When Yu QingWeen saw people really coming in to see the bustling scene, he immediately panicked and made his apprentices quickly disperse the onlookers.
People love to watch a commotion, especially these kinds of tearing wars, where popcorn could easily be gobbled up!
Yu QingWeen looked at the crowd, the melon-eaters, couldn’t help but feel tense, wondering if his shop’s reputation would be destroyed like this?
No way! Absolutely not! I spent most of my life healing people and built up a reputation in this industry, how could it be destroyed by two young people once? Yu QingWeen thought to himself.
Don’t listen to this man! He has always been jealous of our business. This is a malicious slander." Yu QingWeen said angrily.
Unknowingly, seeing the old man who was about to die in QingWeen and his little fruit eaters, showing a pitiful appearance, couldn’t help but feel astonished.
They immediately looked boldly at Zhang, this young man wouldn’t be mistaken for a robber, would he?
The owner of the shop opposite Jiqing Hall always thought QingWeen was an extraordinary man. When he saw Zhang Dadan daringly insulting QingWeen without evidence, he couldn’t sit still and questioned him.
"Why do you call people ’old’ and ’market leaders’, young man? What evidence do you have? You can’t just talk nonsense!"
When Yu QingWeen saw someone standing up for him, he was overjoyed but deliberately pretended to be innocent and showed sympathy to everyone.
Zhang Dadan wanted to expose Yu QingWeen’s kidnappings in public but didn’t realize someone would speak on his behalf.
And he really was a talented actor, even acting out the image of a convicted old man brilliantly, truly admirable.
"Mr. Yu, I came here to get medicine. How can you say that I’m jealous of your business?" Zhang Dadan asked.
His slightly dark smile gave Yu a strange fear, as if he was being stared at by a beast, instinctively wanting to slip away.
But this shop was his. How could he slip away? What’s more, if he slipped away like this, he would tacitly agree with Zhang Dadan’s words, his reputation would be completely destroyed?
Yu Qingsheng took a deep breath and accused him, "Don’t pretend! You came to insult our Jiqing Hall’s fame!"
The melon-eaters, with a strong sense of justice, naturally sided with the fiercely bold Zhang, while the old-fashioned Yu QingWeen naturally became a villain.
The atmosphere suddenly shifted, and the crowd gathered in the shop began to talk loudly.
More importantly, they wholeheartedly believed in Yu QingWeen’s parable and began to criticize Zhang as a destroyer and an insulter.
Before Zhang Dadan could rebut, Brother Wu, who was selling ginseng beside him, couldn’t help but retort: "Don’t talk nonsense, okay?"
"Yesterday I dug out an old ginseng at Jade Mountain and wanted to sell it to Jiqing Hall, but this Yu QingWeen only offered three thousand yuan!"
"I don’t know much about ginseng, I don’t know its value. But Mr. Zhang could tell at a glance that it was an old ginseng over 20 years old, worth more than 100 thousand yuan!"
"A ginseng worth around ten thousand yuan, Yu QingWeen only offered three thousand yuan, do you call that cheating? Is this not a scam?"
When people heard this, they unknowingly glanced at the brother’s arm and started discussing again.
Yu QingWeen saw the onlookers questioning him again, and he couldn’t help but feel nervous. What should I do? What should I do?
Just when QingWeen was in a panic, the apprentice in the shop suddenly whispered: "Master, these people don’t know about ginseng!"
"As long as you make the ginseng seem worthless, these people will naturally believe you, after all, you are the deputy chief of traditional Chinese medicine in this city!"
When Yu QingWeen heard this, his eyes flashed, and he excitedly said: "Don’t listen to him. This ginseng is only two or three years old."
"If you don’t believe me, let the young man show everyone his ginseng!"
Seeing the lively scene was not a big deal, it was endless fun watching the drama unfold, and someone in the crowd chimed in: "Yes... young man, show everyone the ginseng you dug out!"
"Mr. Yu has worked in this pharmacy for several years. How could he do such a thing? Obviously, some people are pretending to understand, someone urged.
Although Yu QingWeen knew he was trying to help himself, he couldn’t help but look gratefully in his direction.
"Let’s see... what’s the big deal?" The young man had already deemed QingWeen a fraudster, naturally trusting Zhang’s judgment.
Then he opened the package in front of his chest, revealing a ginseng with a baby’s wrist size. When people saw the young ginseng, they burst out laughing.
"Your claim of 20-year-old ginseng? Twenty years?" someone joked.
Someone even said, "I bought a ginseng on Taobao that’s two or three years old and much bigger than yours!"
When Yu QingWeen saw these people, they didn’t understand wild ginseng and pretended to be connoisseurs.
Artificially cultivated ginseng is very different from wild ginseng. Many cultivated ginseng are the hybrid offspring of rootstock and weeds. Cultivated ginseng grow at an astounding rate, typically like radishes.
Wild ginseng, due to its unique plant nature and growing environment, grows very slowly.
Like this more than 20-year-old ginseng, it can grow to the size of a baby’s arm and leg. It grows very slowly.
"Look... even those who don’t understand Chinese medicine and ginseng can see you have a cultivated plant. It’s only two or three years old. How could I deceive you? Yu QingWeen spoke without fear.
The young man selling ginseng, seeing the group of onlookers questioning the age of his ginseng, couldn’t help but feel a bit shy.
Could it be that QingWeen is right? Did I get fooled by Mr. Zhang and end up becoming a joke? he wondered.
"Mr. Zhang... Mr. Zhang, look at this..." the young man turned to Zhang Dadan, hesitantly questioning.
Zhang Dadan saw his conflicted face and knew he was wavering about the ginseng’s price. He patted his shoulder and reassured him solemnly.
"Rest assured! I have never deceived you. You have a ginseng of more than 20 years, and not just barely!"
The melon-eaters saw Zhang Dadan swearing and assuring the young man and scornfully thought, he is just a naive young man, could he tell the age of ginseng?
Amid the people’s bold questioning of Zhang, an elder spoke, "Well," this wild ginseng is indeed more than 20 years old."
When they looked for the source of the voice, they saw a sturdy elder standing in the crowd, smiling.
Yu QingWeen heard the voice and wanted to stop him, but the words got stuck in his throat, and he felt confused.
"Brother Wu... Brother Wu, how come you have the time... to visit me!" Yu QingWeen greeted, shaking his head.