Chapter 110: Who is the Clown?

"Not bad, you have a discerning eye." The old man let out an 'eh' sound and looked at Wang Qi with surprise.

"Haha, my master specifically taught me this. My master saw this thing decades ago; he personally witnessed someone use Immortal Dendrobium to pull a person who had just stopped breathing back from the Ghost Gate."

"I want them all." Zhao Zhong decided decisively.

"Zhao Zhong, we saw these first," Lin Qingyue said angrily.

"Qingyue, the highest bidder wins. Old sir, how much for these Immortal Dendrobium per stalk? I want them all," Zhao Zhong asked.

"Six stalks, sixty million." The old man remained as unhurried as ever.

"I offer eighty million," Chen Yu said from the side.

"I offer one hundred million." Zhao Zhong sneered, "Chen Yu, do you even have the qualifications to play against me?"

"One hundred and twenty million," Chen Yu continued to bid.

"Two hundred million." Zhao Zhong laughed. When it came to competing with money, money was the one thing Zhao Zhong lacked the least.

Chen Yu frowned; two hundred million was a bit difficult for him.

"Two hundred and twenty million." Lin Qingyue lifted her chin, "Chen Yu, what are you afraid of? You have me."

"That doesn't seem very appropriate," Chen Yu said with a wry smile.

"I'm lending you the money, no need to pay it back," Lin Qingyue huffed.

"Three hundred million." Zhao Zhong continued to bid, "Chen Yu, do you want to keep playing?"

"Shall we continue? If you want to continue, then let's keep playing. With me here, don't worry about money," Lin Qingyue asked.

"Forget it, congratulations to Young Master Zhao. They are yours," Chen Yu smiled slightly.

"Old sir, transfer the money." Zhao Zhong laughed heartily. With these few stalks of Yuan-grade medicine, he had truly made a huge profit. These were things that could bring the dead back to life.

"Transfer it to this account." The old man threw out an account number, then took the few stalks of Immortal Dendrobium out of the soil and packed them up. He remained as unhurried as ever.

Zhao Zhong waved a hand at his lackey behind him: "Transfer the money."

"Yes, Young Master Zhao." The lackey nodded, took out a USB security token, and began the transfer.

"Old sir, you aren't selling the soil in these Immortal Dendrobium, are you? Could you sell it to me?" Chen Yu suddenly said.

"This soil is stained with the Primordial Qi from the Immortal Dendrobium. If you want it, it starts at three hundred thousand." The old man glanced at Chen Yu with surprise.

"I'll take it." Chen Yu nodded and transferred the money directly.

"Good." Seeing the transfer was successful, the old man packed up the soil, handed it to Chen Yu, and then packed up his stall to go home.

"Haha, Chen Yu, why do I feel like you're a beggar picking up leftovers?" Clutching the few stalks of Immortal Dendrobium in his hands and unable to put them down, Zhao Zhong was very smug.

"Congratulations to Young Master Zhao for buying your desired immortal medicine," Chen Yu smiled.

"You're congratulating me on the surface, but you must be cursing me in your heart," Zhao Zhong sneered, "Chen Yu, the gap in strength can never be made up."

"Just like you, watching a few stalks of Yuan-grade Immortal Dendrobium right in front of your eyes but unable to buy them—that feeling must be hard, right?" Zhao Zhong said with a chuckle, "You can only buy some soil stained with Primordial Qi. Haha, why do I feel like you're eating leftovers?"

"Ms. Yu, take this soil back, and it will immediately be able to bring the Moon Manifestation Grass back to life." Chen Yu ignored Zhao Zhong and handed the soil in his hand to Yu Zhen.

"Really? Thank you so much." Yu Zhen was overjoyed and hurriedly took it.

"Chen Yu, why don't you beg me? I'll sell you one stalk. How about two hundred million per stalk?" Zhao Zhong continued to mock Chen Yu.

"Young Master Zhao, let me educate you on the grading of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures," Chen Yu smiled, "These kinds of medicines already belong to the category of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, divided into Precious, Yuan, Spirit, and Immortal."

"The agarwood from last time and the lingzhi from this time, because they are aged and contain the Qi of Origin and Spirit, are called Precious."

"The Immortal Dendrobium Purple Rhyme that Wang Qi mentioned is strictly speaking called Spirit, but he doesn't understand and confused the Immortal Dendrobium Purple Rhyme with the Immortal Dendrobium Orchid Rhyme. The Orchid Rhyme roots are purplish-red, while the Purple Rhyme roots are golden-yellow."

"The Purple Rhyme is Spirit-grade; this is something you can't buy no matter how much money you spend because it can regrow flesh on bones and determine life and death." Chen Yu smiled, "But Yuan-grade medicine can be seen if you are lucky, so what you just bought is, at best, Yuan-grade medicine."

"What did you say?" Wang Qi's expression changed, "Don't talk nonsense, how could I possibly have misidentified it?"

"Whether it's wrong or not, why not go get it appraised and find out? Haha, Young Master Zhao, where did you find this half-baked expert? He doesn't understand himself but insists on pretending he does." Chen Yu smiled slightly.

"Although the Purple Rhyme and Orchid Rhyme in dendrobium only differ by one character, the effects are worlds apart. Although this Orchid Rhyme is also Yuan-grade and can preserve one's appearance and resist aging, it requires massive consumption."

"And the highest price for one stalk is three hundred thousand at most, because if you take too little, it has no effect, and if you take too much, you can't find it. So, although it is Yuan-grade, it is actually very useless..."

"You're just saying the grapes are sour because you can't eat them, right?" Zhao Zhong stared fixedly at Chen Yu, trying to see something from Chen Yu's expression.

"If you don't believe me, there are experts right there; you can have it appraised," Chen Yu smiled.

"Young Master Zhao, don't listen to his nonsense. It's impossible for me to have misidentified it." Wang Qi's expression was ugly. He said angrily, "Let's go get it appraised and leave this brat with nothing to say."

"Good." Zhao Zhong nodded fiercely and turned to find an expert for appraisal.

"Ha, these are a few stalks of Immortal Dendrobium Orchid Rhyme. They are truly rare. It is rumored that they can preserve one's appearance and lock in youth, but the pity is that they require massive consumption. Still, they are rare Yuan-grade medicines," an expert smiled.

"Then teacher, how much can these few stalks sell for?" Zhao Zhong asked nervously.

"Six stalks? Two million should be about right," the expert smiled, "How much did you spend when you bought them?"

"Two million?" Zhao Zhong's face instantly turned the color of a pig's liver.

"He spent three hundred million," Chen Yu said from the side with a smile, "But it doesn't matter. Young Master Zhao has hundreds of millions in assets; he's not short of this little bit of money."

"Three hundred million?" The group of experts were left between laughter and tears, "A reminder to everyone: although the grading of these Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures is clear, their values vary. So, everyone should not assume that just because something is rated Yuan-grade, it is definitely valuable. Remember this, remember this."

"What about that old man? Find him, hurry and find him!" Zhao Zhong finally reacted, and he roared hysterically.

"Ran, he ran away," his lackey stammered.

"Find him! Go find him for me! If you don't bring him back, I'll skin you alive!" Zhao Zhong roared crazily.

The group of lackeys rushed out, and Zhao Zhong followed them out. Wang Qi, standing to the side, felt his vision go black. He was the one who had tricked Zhao Zhong into buying this, and it cost three hundred million! Would Zhao Zhong vent his anger on him?

But it was too late to say anything now. The three hundred million had already been spent, and even if Zhao Zhong were to vent his anger on him, he would have to endure it.

"Thank you, Chen Yu. You solved my problem as soon as you arrived," Yu Zhen smiled, "Send me your account number, and I'll send you the money for this soil in a moment."

"No need," Chen Yu smiled.

"That won't do. We have research funding. You seem to be very familiar with these special plants?" Yu Zhen asked.

"I know a little," Chen Yu nodded.

"Then come to our research institute later and impart some experience to us," Yu Zhen said sincerely.

"Of course you can," Chen Yu nodded.

"Ha, that's good. Qingyue, I'm going to go send this thing back to the Academy of Sciences first," Yu Zhen said, turning her head.

"I'll go with you," Lin Qingyue glanced at Chen Yu, "Thank you for today. I'll treat you to a meal another day; I'm going to accompany Zhenzhen to send the item first."

"Alright, I'll wander around a bit more," Chen Yu nodded slightly.

The two women went out, and Chen Yu continued to browse here. This trip was truly not in vain; he had harvested Precious Grade medicinal ingredients, such as five-hundred-year-old ginseng, polygonum multiflorum that had formed into a human shape, and even some unusual Yuan Grade medicinal ingredients.

By the time Chen Yu had finished a full round, the backpack on his back was already filled to the brim.

Although he had spent quite a bit of money this time, he had truly picked up many bargains; this trip was really not in vain.

Just as he was planning to leave, he turned his head and saw an unusual aura emanating from a basketball-sized stone on a street stall to the side.

"A Lower Grade Spirit Stone?" Chen Yu's gaze was instantly drawn over.