C17 (1/2)

Elder Qian asked, ”How do we bet?”

Tang Lin pointed to the box in Elder Qian's hands: ”Let's each pick a ginseng from inside, then compare the pros and cons, whoever chose the best ginseng will win.”

”This kid is really like a newborn calf that isn't afraid of a tiger. To be able to differentiate medicinal herbs in a match with Elder Qian, what arrogant words.”

”Even without the Elder Qian coming out, I can kill you in a second, boy!”

”This kid is really arrogant.”

Elder Qian was amused. ”There's always a bet, you probably want to get the wild ginseng herb from this old man. If so, what price do you have to pay if you lose?”

”Senior, if you lose, I can choose a ginseng from your side.” Tang Lin paused for a moment, and then said: ”As for me losing, you can do whatever you want with me.”

Elder Qian stroked his goatee, feeling that this brat was really interesting, wanting to bet everything on him.

This, on the contrary, made him interested. He opened the wood box seed in his hand and said: ”In case you don't accept your loss, this old man will let you choose first.”

Tang Lin was initially worried that the Radix Ginseng would be selected by the Elder Qian, but after hearing his words, he immediately heaved a sigh of relief.

When everyone was guessing which tree the Elder Qian would choose, the Elder Qian immediately closed off the wood box seed.

Tang Lin was a little surprised: ”Why are you not choosing anymore?”

Elder Qian smiled slightly: ”There is no need to choose, because you have already lost.”

”Why?”

Elder Qian glanced at Manager Huang, then said: ”wild ginseng herb, can be judged from the hair, skin, and tattoo. The ginseng you chose has a white beard and crisp skin. Its skin is tender and white, its stripes are rough and shallow, and it is not continuous. This proves that this ginseng is not a pure wild ginseng herb. ”

When Manager Huang heard this, his face changed. That bastard actually lied to him for naught.

He quickly explained to Elder Qian, afraid that he would be misunderstood.

Tang Lin nodded, and said calmly: ”Elder Qian didn't choose, how do you know it's this brat who lost?”

”Oh?”

Elder Qian raised his eyebrows and his interest was piqued. He no longer paid attention to Manager Huang and picked out a top-notch wild ginseng herb from the group of wood box seed.

He had already pointed out the inadequacy of the ginseng, and this youth was still insisting on comparing it. Could it be that the ginseng was very good and he was wrong about it?

Impossible, that ginseng was clearly not a pure wild ginseng herb. How could he have seen wrongly?

”This old man has already chosen.” Elder Qian asked: ”Little brother, how do you want to prove that the ginseng in your hands is better than the one in this old man's hands?”

In his heart, he had hoped that he had made a mistake, but this possibility almost never appeared.

In order to make up for the deceit, Manager Huang stood up and said loudly to everyone: ”Today there is a young brat who is still wet behind the ears, wanting to compete with the noble father of Elder Qian in his herbology skills, everyone come to the judge, to see which party is stronger.”

Hearing that, everyone turned to look at Elder Qian, only a small portion of them looked at the ginseng in Tang Lin's hand.

”The Elder Qian's ginseng has a long beard, it is old and tough, clear and long, and there are small grains of rice on it. Old skin, yellowish brown, closely textured and shiny. At the top of the hairy shoulder, there were fine, deep, screw shaped lines. It was a true wild ginseng herb.

Someone pointed out the pros and cons.