Live-in Son-in-law
Chapter 53: Competing for Business

Chapter 53: Chapter 53: Competing for Business

Qin Yi looked at the so-called Lingzhi in the stall owner’s hand and almost laughed out loud. It was clearly just a processed mushroom.

"Bro, I’ve also got a thirty-year-old Fire Ganoderma here," the stall owner said, hastily switching items when he saw Qin Yi frown.

Qin Yi sneered, "You might as well take it back and stir-fry it to eat."

After speaking, Qin Yi couldn’t be bothered with the stall owner and looked at the old man, saying, "Old man, why does your price have odd numbers and whole numbers?"

The old man rubbed his hands vigorously and said softly, "My son is sick, and the surgery costs two hundred and fifteen thousand and three hundred yuan."

Qin Yi was slightly taken aback. So that’s how it was. This Silver Ganoderma was at least several hundred years old, but because it wasn’t picked or preserved correctly, a lot of the Spiritual Energy within it had dissipated. However, if a knowledgeable person saw it, this Lingzhi would go for at least five million.

"Old man, I’ll take this Lingzhi," Qin Yi said with a smile.

The old man stared at Qin Yi in disbelief and couldn’t speak for a moment. He’d been here for several days, being called a scammer, and had become disheartened, never expecting that someone would actually want to buy it.

The nearby stall vendor froze and said sharply, "Bro, you must be joking with the old man, right? If you really want this worthless thing, I’ve got a whole bunch of them here."

Qin Yi ignored him and looked at the old man, saying, "Old man, I’ll offer you five million for this Lingzhi."

The old man’s jaw dropped wide open, and he was stunned, looking at Qin Yi in disbelief.

"Your father was a distinguished man; this is indeed a Silver Ganoderma, also known as White Dragon Scale. Its value is far beyond twenty-something thousand. If you really sell it as an ordinary Lingzhi, you’ll suffer a huge loss," Qin Yi said with a smile.

"You, you mean it?" the old man asked with a trembling voice. Five million? That was astronomical for him.

Qin Yi replied with a smile, "Old man, I’ll transfer the money to you right now."

"I, I don’t have a bank card," the old man said softly.

"Uh..." Qin Yi was taken aback, but he could understand. The old man didn’t look like a city dweller, and some remote places don’t have banks, or people don’t trust banks and prefer to store cash.

He smiled, "Old man, five million in cash is a lot. It’s not safe for you to carry it. How about we go to the bank now, you set up a card, and I’ll transfer the money to you, is that okay?"

The old man hesitated for a moment and said, "I, I have to go to the bank with you?"

Qin Yi smiled and said, "Don’t worry, old man. You keep the item with you, and once you confirm you’ve received the money at the bank, you can give it to me."

The old man wasn’t just holding a piece of Silver Ganoderma but his son’s life, Qin Yi could understand.

"Alright, alright!" the old man nodded.

The nearby stall owner was not having it either; seeing the two about to leave, he started to shout, "Bro, are you sure you got it right? What Silver Ganoderma, this old man is clearly a scammer. I’ve got a pile of this stuff."

"What does that have to do with you?" Qin Yi said indifferently.

The stall owner was silenced, his face turning gloomy.

"Idiot, you’re going to lose big, one dares say it, one dares believe it," the stall owner muttered.

"Old man, I’ll take this item," a clear and melodious voice suddenly rang out behind Qin Yi.

Qin Yi instinctively turned around to see a group of people approaching. At the forefront was a tall woman, around twenty-five years old, dressed all in white, with strikingly beautiful features, snow-white skin, and a strong presence.

Behind the woman were four imposing bodyguards in black and a man in his fifties wearing a gray Zhongshan suit.

"Old man, can I see what’s in your box?" the woman spoke, her voice clear and melodious.

The old man, upon seeing the group, subconsciously stepped back two steps, clutching the box tightly.

"Don’t worry, old man, we’re just taking a look."

The formidable presence of these people made the old man somewhat panic-stricken, and his hands trembled slightly as he opened the box.

The woman stepped forward, looked for a while, then said, "Indeed, it is the White Dragon Scale."

Qin Yi was surprised that this woman recognized the White Dragon Scale too.

"Old man, I want your item, ten million," the woman said.

Oh wow, she’s snatching business, this woman is way too overbearing, Qin Yi quickly said, "Sorry, you’re late, I’ve already bought this."

The woman glanced at Qin Yi indifferently, then turned her gaze back and took out a check from the pocket of her jacket, smiling, "Old man, this is ten million, you can cash it at any bank."

Qin Yi was speechless. This woman was too arrogant, blatantly ignoring him.

The old man was about to speak when the nearby stall vendor suddenly jumped in and shouted at the woman, "Miss, you’d better not get scammed by these two."

The woman frowned slightly, "What do you mean?"

"This old guy is a scammer, what White Dragon Scale, I’ve been in the herbal medicine business for years and never heard of it. This cripple is just a plant, the two of them are scamming together. If you want this stuff, I’ve got a bunch, I’ll package and sell it to you cheap."

The woman glanced at the adjacent stall, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, then waved her hand.

A black-clad bodyguard stepped forward, grabbed the stall owner’s collar, and dragged him aside.

"If you say one more word, I’ll make sure you can never open your mouth again in this lifetime," the woman said calmly.

The stall owner was terrified, his face went pale, and he nodded vigorously.

Qin Yi was surprised; this woman was really domineering, but the way she dealt with the stall owner resonated with him.

"Old man, give me the item, and the ten million is yours, I guarantee you won’t suffer any loss," the woman said with a smile.

Qin Yi got anxious, "Hey, you can’t do this, I’ve already bought the White Dragon Scale, you came too late."

The woman didn’t even look at Qin Yi, instead smilingly staring at the old man.

Oh wow, Qin Yi was frustrated, ignored again...

The old man looked at the woman in fear, saying, "I’m sorry... I’ve already sold it to this young man."

Qin Yi breathed a sigh of relief. The old man still had integrity. If he’d been blinded by money, today’s matter would have been quite the spectacle, and he had to get the White Dragon Scale.

"Old man, he offered five million, I offer ten million. This deal isn’t hard to decide, is it?" the woman said with a smile, but her demeanor was overbearing.

"I’m sorry... My father told me on his deathbed to sell this Lingzhi to someone with fate. I’ve been here for many days, and only this young man sincerely wants to buy it, so I choose to sell to him," the old man said with some fear.

The woman’s eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Qin Yi chuckled, "Old man, you’re a man of principle, I like that. Let’s go to the bank now."

The old man nodded slightly and bowed to the woman, saying sorry.

But as Qin Yi turned his wheelchair to leave, the man in the gray Zhongshan suit stepped forward to block him, saying coldly, "We want this item, you can leave now."

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