Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 19 - 19 19 Picking Up a Dead Body at the Scene

19: Chapter 19: Picking Up a Dead Body at the Scene 19: Chapter 19: Picking Up a Dead Body at the Scene The cordyceps market is so deep that newcomers almost always step into a huge pit.

Although Yang Fan didn’t deal with these items, he had studied them and could still distinguish between real and fake.

The girl looked pure and charming, but the cordyceps she brought were not charming at all.

Because these were substandard quality medicinal herbs.

These items were almost indistinguishable from real cordyceps, with a similarity of up to ninety percent.

They were indeed a type of Chinese medicine and were not cheap at all, with prices ranging from several thousand to tens of thousands per pound.

“Ten yuan?

Are you trying to rip me off?

Who bargains like this?” the girl shouted, clearly displeased.

“The price I’m offering is quite generous,” Yang Fan said as he picked up a cordyceps to examine it more closely before putting it down.

“You’ve already asked other places, haven’t you?

Their prices must have been even lower.

Normally, these items cost about eight yuan each, and those of poorer quality fetch even less.”

“I’m giving you a straight-up offer because the ones you brought look quite plump and nice.

If you want to sell, leave them here; if you think I’m ripping you off, feel free to look elsewhere.”

The girl looked morosely at Yang Fan and after a long moment said, “No, aren’t cordyceps very expensive?

Since when did they become so cheap?

Look closely again, these are real cordyceps.

If you don’t believe me, I can eat one to show you!”

While speaking, she suddenly picked up a cordyceps and threw it into her mouth.

Yang Fan was about to stop her, but she had already swallowed it with two crunches.

“You shouldn’t eat these things carelessly!” Yang Fan shouted anxiously.

Substandard quality medicinal herbs did possess significant medicinal properties and were chemically similar to real cordyceps.

However, they were somewhat toxic, and consuming too much could lead to poisoning.

Seeing her swallow it whole, Yang Fan didn’t know if that counted as an excessive amount or a reasonable one.

He was no doctor and wasn’t well-versed in setting those limits.

“See, nothing’s wrong with me,” the girl said, sticking out her tongue and spinning around to deliberately show Yang Fan that she was unharmed.

Yang Fan looked at the girl, who appeared innocent and cute but seemed a bit off in the head, and said, “Whether it’s real cordyceps or not, I don’t think that’s how you’re supposed to verify it.”

“Why not?

I’ve heard that real cordyceps are very nourishing, and I’ve always been quite weak.

If these were real, I’d definitely start blushing and get a nosebleed after eating them.

Wouldn’t that prove that my product is genuine?” the girl stubbornly said.

Her words weren’t completely wrong, but they were overly simplistic.

Substandard quality medicinal herbs also had a similar efficacy, yet their prices were worlds apart from real cordyceps.

No matter what caused this price discrepancy, Yang Fan was a businessman; he couldn’t let himself lose money just because the effects were similar.

He wasn’t about to do something so foolish.

“Look, here it comes,” the girl suddenly said, raising her slim finger to her nose as a trail of fresh blood began trickling down.

Yang Fan felt frustrated.

Even if she still bled from her nose, he couldn’t possibly offer a price of one hundred and fifty yuan per piece.

Even real cordyceps weren’t purchased at such a high price.

Before Yang Fan could speak, the girl suddenly collapsed to the ground with a thud.

This occurrence was so sudden that it even startled Yang Fan, who quickly went over to help her up.

Her face was flushed red, and her body trembled slightly as if she were having convulsions.

The symptoms seemed very much like those of poisoning.

Yang Fan did not dare delay and hastily carried the girl inside.

He laid her flat on the bed, quickly made some salt water, and poured it down the girl’s throat.

While administering the water, Yang Fan unbuttoned her collar to breathe more easily.

After doing these, Yang Fan’s palms slightly curled as he gently tapped on the girl’s back at a slowed pace.

This was an old method, and he wasn’t sure if it would work.

Substandard quality cordyceps were toxic, but not intensely so; most people would recover after a short while.

However, the effects of poisoning varied from person to person, depending on their constitution; outcomes could be drastically different.

At the moment, Yang Fan could only hope for the best, ready to rush her to the hospital if there weren’t any significant consequences soon.

While tapping her back, he continued pouring salt water into her, and after a whole bowl, Yang Fan picked her up.

He placed his hands on her abdomen, which was devoid of any extra fat, and rhythmically pressed to induce vomiting.

If she could vomit some out, her condition would definitely improve.

After about twenty presses, the girl suddenly moved her throat and vomited with a burst.

Once she started, it was like the Yellow River flowing backwards, and it went on uninterruptedly.

After vomiting, her eyes also opened.

Only then did Yang Fan breathe a sigh of relief and said with some speechlessness, “You really eat quickly.

I couldn’t even stop you, luckily nothing serious happened, otherwise, I might have had to cover your medical expenses.”

“What…

what happened to me?” the girl adjusted her round glasses and asked weakly.

“What else could it be?

It’s the cordyceps you took,” said Yang Fan bluntly.

“Hurry up and tidy up; I guess your clothes are ruined.

It’s not convenient for me to help you, you better do it yourself.”

Her top and skirt were a mess from the vomit; wearing them was definitely not an option.

“How did this happen?” the girl muttered, looking confused.

She probably couldn’t believe that eating cordyceps could have turned her into this.

She struggled to stand up but stumbled and fell back onto the bed, her face embarrassed as she pleaded, “Big brother, could you help me?

I feel dizzy.”

Looking at her condition, Yang Fan rubbed his forehead, somewhat reluctantly nodded, “Okay, but let me make it clear beforehand.

If I touch somewhere, you can’t blame me.

Anyway, you vomited quite accurately.”

Although the girl looked skinny, her chest was exceptionally prominent; it seemed like Yang Fan held her a bit high, and most of the vomit was blocked by those.

The girl nodded shyly, wrinkling her brow and turning her head away.

It seemed she was also overwhelmed by the smell of her own vomit.

Yang Fan found a pair of disposable gloves at the front counter and cushioned them with three layers of tissue paper inside and out before starting to clean up for her.

Although he liked beautiful women, he was picky about what came out of them.

After cleaning the mess below her collar, suddenly a bright white cleavage was exposed in front of Yang Fan.

A pair of smooth, snow-white breasts were tightly wrapped in a matching white bra, looking extremely enticing with hints of pink barely visible at the edges.

The girl was wearing a white shirt paired with a sky-blue pleated skirt, looking very innocent.

But once soaked, it was transparent enough.

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