517 Rejecting the Price of 300 Million



At this moment, there were many customers in the Imperial Medicine Store.

Upon hearing Shen Yulong's words, they looked over in shock.

"A 300-year-old lingzhi? Oh my god, how is this possible?"

"Let alone 300 years old, even a 10-year-old lingzhi is frighteningly expensive."

"Yeah, 300-year-old lingzhi, how much is that? This kid is going to be rich."

"This level of precious medicinal herbs cannot be measured with money."

Shen Yulong heard the whispers of the crowd and came back to his senses. He hurriedly looked up at Ye Feng.

"Little brother, are you selling your lingzhi? I have an old friend in Yang Cheng who is currently harvesting lingzhi. The older it is, the better. This 300-year-old lingzhi of yours can definitely be sold for a good price."

Ye Feng immediately shook his head and rejected: "I'm not selling it."

Shen Yulong was still unwilling to give up. "I can make my own decision. I'll give you a price first. 300 million!"

As soon as he said this, the customers in the shop were shocked.

"Oh my god, such a lingzhi can actually be sold for 300 million?"

"I originally thought that it would be at most tens of millions. I didn't expect it to be 300 million."

"This young man is only in his twenties, but he can earn 300 million? He's really young and promising!"

"Young man, what are you hesitating for? Hurry up and agree."

"Yes, if you sell this lingzhi, you won't have to worry about money for the rest of your life."

Before Ye Feng could speak, they started to get anxious.

But Ye Feng was still unmoved. "I have already said, I am not selling."

Everyone was even more dumbfounded.

"Isn't this kid too stubborn? 300 million and he still didn't sell it? Does he know what 300 million means?"

"If it were me, I would sell it for 30 million, let alone 300 million."

"No matter how good this medicinal herb is, what's the use of keeping it in your hands? It's better to exchange it for some money."

"Maybe he's rich? He doesn't care about 300 million at all."

"If he doesn't care about 300 million yuan, how rich must he be? Does he think that he is the richest man in Zhonghai?"

Everyone criticized Ye Feng's 'stupid' decision.

Ye Feng was disdainful of these people's words.

When he completed the treasure-hunting mission today, the system rewarded him with 1 billion yuan.

A mere 300 million was nothing to him.

Moreover, if this 300-year-old lingzhi was placed in the hands of others, it might not be able to display its greatest effect. It was better to exchange it for some money.

However, for him, who had mastered the powerful medical skills, the effect of this lingzhi was simply immeasurable.

How could it be measured by a mere 300 million?

Shen Yulong wanted to persuade him again.

Ye Feng was already a little impatient. "I came here today to ask you to help me preserve this lingzhi, not to sell it. If you keep nagging, I'll find someone else."

Shen Yulong hurriedly stopped him. "I'm sorry. I spoke too much. I don't trust anyone else to handle it, so I'll handle it for you personally."

After saying that, he brought Ye Feng into a room.

The room was filled with all sorts of herbs.

Other than that, there were also a lot of machines that were running, such as drying, grinding, boiling, sealing, and so on.

Shen Yulong asked someone to clean the lingzhi first.

Then, he began to slice the lingzhi, dry it, and seal it.

The entire process took more than two hours.

By the time all the procedures were completed, it was already past four in the afternoon.

"Thank you. How much is the total salary?"

Ye Feng thanked him and prepared to pay.

"I don't need wages, but can you give me a little lingzhi? Not much, just a small piece."

Shen Yulong nervously looked at Ye Feng's face.

"Sure."

Ye Feng picked up a piece of lingzhi the size of a poplar leaf and handed it over.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you so much…"

Shen Yulong held the piece of lingzhi in his palm as if he had obtained a precious treasure.

He then asked his subordinates to move the sealed lingzhi into Ye Feng's car.

Ye Feng did not say anything else, he directly drove back to Zhongtian Lake-View Villa.

He was leaving for Yang Cheng tomorrow, so he packed some luggage.

Then, he called Chen Xuan.

"Sister Xuan, I'm going to Yang Cheng in the next few days. If you come back to stay, remember to lock the door."

"You're also coming to Yang Cheng?"

Chen Xuan's surprised voice immediately came from the other end.

"What do you mean by 'also coming? From what you're saying, you're also in Yang Cheng now?"

"That's right. Those suppliers had previously broken their contracts. Now that we've discussed the cooperation with a new supplier, there are many contracts that have to be signed again."

"That's good too. Then let's meet in Yang Cheng?"

"Sure, I'll wait for you."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Feng booked a ticket for the high-speed rail from the internet.

He didn't want to be too ostentatious when he went to Yang Cheng this time. He just wanted to keep a low profile.

After all, that was Niu Sidun's sphere of influence.

Although Niu Sidun was dead, his influence had not completely disappeared.

It was better to keep a low profile.

Just as he was packing his luggage, the TV suddenly started to broadcast the news.

"According to the media, Xia Qiu's [Like a Dream] crew is about to wrap up filming. They're currently filming the last crucial scene in Yang Cheng…"

Ye Feng was stunned. He immediately turned around.

On the news screen, a video of Xia Qiu filming appeared.

He didn't expect her to be in Yang Cheng.

Should he find some time to visit?

Firstly, they were good friends.

Secondly, he was the major shareholder of Nanfeng Entertainment, so he could be considered her boss.

It was reasonable for him to go.

However, after thinking about it, he decided not to.

After all, she was a public figure and it was not convenient for her to interact with the opposite sex.

Otherwise, if the paparazzi took a photo of it and made a headline of 'meeting an outsider boyfriend in private', it would not have a good impact on her.

He had to keep a low profile on this trip.

He tried his best not to stir up any trouble.

Of course, if they had to find him, he would not be merciful.