Medical Sovereign

Ding Ning was worried. He thought that with a million dollars in his hand, he could do whatever he wanted.

I didn't expect that I wanted to cultivate Cuihui and some rare rainforest medicinal materials on a whim, and I couldn't get three or four million for just a basic environment.

This is still on the premise that the property rights of the land belong to Ling Fei, otherwise, plus the land lease fee, there is no way to get it without five million.

Ding Ning calculated that the funding gap was about two million yuan, and the maintenance cost after it was up and running would also need about hundreds of thousands per month, which meant that he would continue to make money in the future.

Ling Fei has more than one million yuan in his hand, which was given to him by the person who secretly helped them in the past few years. They usually don't need any money, so they want to give it to Ding Ning.

Ding Ning refused, not to mention that more than one million yuan was not enough, even if it was enough, he would be embarrassed to use their money.

Originally, he wanted to plant some rainforest medicinal herbs for his own use just for fun, but now he has a new idea.

Since the investment is so large, he simply treats it as an industry, and then he needs to go to southern Yunnan to transplant a batch of medicinal materials with high medicinal value to cultivate.

Those wild rare medicinal materials are basically priceless, even if it is auctioned, each plant can be auctioned for a high price of tens of millions.

His biggest advantage is that not many people dare to enter the primeval forest, but he can come and go freely.

The natural treasure house there is equivalent to his back garden, and the resources in it are inexhaustible, more than enough to support this planting base.

After the transplanted herbal medicines have formed a certain scale in the breeding base, he will process them into products and sell them outside to form the final profit.

What he wants to sell is not raw materials, but products made from these herbs. The prescriptions in his hands are the most core value of this industrial chain.

But that is a follow-up plan. The immediate priority is to find a way to get money to build the base so that it can operate normally and become a transit base.

He believed that if he talked to Mr. Hu and Mr. Zhang, the money would not be a problem at all, even if he opened his mouth to Shen Muqing, it could be easily resolved.

But he has never been in the habit of asking someone to borrow money. He took out the herb bag brought back from the rainforest, and planned to sell the medicinal materials in his hand first, in exchange for start-up funds.

Although the medicinal herbs in the bag have shriveled up, but he used a special method to preserve them, the medicinal effect has not been lost, and they can still be sold at a high price. After saying hello to Ling Fei and Chu Yunna, Ding Ning took the medicinal herb bag and put it on Car, drive to Ninghai Town God's Temple.

Ninghai Town God's Temple is located in Jingpu District, not far from Ninghai University and Changjiang Hospital. It is one of the most prosperous commercial and tourist areas in Ninghai City.

Under the detailed planning of the Ninghai government, various characteristic commercial streets are formed around this landmark building radiating in all directions.

There is a street of snacks, a wholesale market of Chinese medicinal materials, a wholesale market of clothing, a street of antique calligraphy and painting, a street of Ninghai specialty products, a street of handicrafts, a street of bars and so on.

An hour later, Ding Ning appeared at the Chinese herbal medicine wholesale market.

Since the Ninghai government wants to build a commercial tourist center around the attractions of the Town God's Temple, even if the several characteristic streets nearby are built later, they all have the ancient architectural style of the Town God's Temple.

The Chinese medicinal materials wholesale market is no exception. It is said to be a wholesale market, but it is actually a street with antique shops on both sides.

The roadside trees on both sides of the street are full of greenery and the canopy is shaded. The whole street is paved with bluestone slabs, neat and clean, and looks full of the vicissitudes of history.

The architectural style of the shop is harmonious and unified, all three-storey small buildings, red walls and yellow tiles, antique, and you can smell a strong medicinal fragrance from a long distance.

The first floor is a shop, the second floor is an office for business negotiations, and the third floor is a resting place.

Of course, it is also possible to temporarily store some small but extremely rare medicinal materials.

This street is just the front door of the shops. In fact, each small building has its own courtyard behind it as a warehouse. The courtyard has a special gate, which is convenient for vehicles to enter and exit to transport medicinal materials.

It was at ten o'clock in the morning, and medicinal material merchants from all over the world were shuttling between the major shops, preparing to buy or sell the medicinal materials in their hands, and the bargaining sounded one after another, and it was a scene of enthusiasm.

However, Ding Ning didn't stop in front of these shops with gold-lettered plaques, but went straight to the only eight-story building at the easternmost end of the medicinal material market--Pilot Auction House.

Navigator Auction House is located at the intersection of the Medicinal Materials Market and Antique Street, and has specialized appraisal experts.

When some antique merchants and medicine merchants are not sure about a certain antique calligraphy, painting or medicinal material, they will spend a certain amount of money to ask appraisal experts to help them identify it, which makes the appraisal experts of Pilot Auction House very popular.

Of course, the main business of the auction house is still auctions. If there is something they can fancy, they don't mind buying it at a fair price and then auctioning it to make a profit.

Ding Ning didn't have time to wait for the auction house to conduct the auction. He planned to directly take out the medicinal materials for the appraiser to appraise, and then let the auction house buy them directly.

Although he didn't get much money from participating in the auction, it saved him a lot of time, and he won't lose much. At least once the auction house takes a fancy to it, the price it will offer is definitely more fair than those shops.

Entering the door is a hall with a total area of ​​3,000 square meters divided into two parts by glass partitions, and there are appraisers sitting in the windows of the partitions.

It is similar to the way of handling business in a bank. There is an automatic number machine at the door. Those who come to do business must first get a number.

Ding Ning reached out and took a number, which was 00987. He looked at the neon display above the barrier, and the last number that was currently handling business was 00953.

This meant that there were more than 30 people waiting before him, and he didn't care about it. He sat down on the lounge chair specially prepared for customers, and took out his mobile phone to send text messages to Ling Yun to pass the time.

After the two of them broke through the last layer of relationship, Ling Yun, who had no taboos, seemed to be even more sensual, and the content of the text message was so explicit that it broke through the sky.

Ding Ning's mouth was parched from being teased, and his evil fire was raging. He wished he could rush to the hospital and cross this filthy bitch a hundred times.

At this moment, dozens of people rushed in, and a sweaty fat man yelled in a loud voice that the bet has risen. Mr. Liu, come and help me to see how much this emerald is worth. Money instantly attracted everyone's attention.

A grey-haired old man wearing thick glasses walked out of an office next to him, and said with a smile, "Boss Zhang, are you the one who gambled?"

"Mr. Liu, how can I have such a life? This brother's bet has gone up. This girl and I both paid 3.5 million yuan. This brother said that whoever paid 5 million yuan would sell it to anyone. Me and this girl This girl is a little uncertain, so I'm here to let you keep an eye on it, no matter who this brother sells the jade to in the end, the appraisal fee will be counted on me, Fatty Zhang."

The fat man weighed more than two hundred catties, he was gasping for breath even when he was talking, and he kept wiping his sweat. He respected that old man Liu very much, and his expression was respectful.

Ding Ning looked subconsciously, and suddenly his eyes lit up. The brother the fat man mentioned was a young man in his thirties. Looking at his famous brand and the earl watch on his wrist, he was obviously a master who was not short of money. , no wonder he looked very calm and composed even when the gambling went up, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised to reveal a touch of joy.

But it wasn't him who caught Ding Ning's attention, but a woman that the young man always peeped at. It should be the girl that the fat man said was bidding with him.

The woman is about twenty-five or six years old, with ink-like black hair cascading down her waist, wearing a black and white short-sleeved casual suit with exquisite tailoring, a round neck that reveals a clear and beautiful collarbone, and a black hip-wrapping skirt with a base layer The trousers are just right to set off the slender legs, the white stiletto heeled sandals are simple and generous, and there is a Patek Philippe watch on the snow-white wrist.

Black crystal-like deep eyes, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes, fair and flawless skin with a hint of pink, and thin lips like rose petals, just like a graceful woman walking out of an ink painting.

But her temperament and appearance formed a strange contradictory contrast. The whole person was like an ice cube, exuding a chill from the inside out. It was so cold that it made one's heart palpitate. .

She just stood there, as if a cold current was quietly flowing, slowly spreading in everyone's heart.

No matter how many people around her are watching her, she is as if she is alone in the deserted wilderness. The indifferent eyes and brows all exude the indifference of strangers.

Proud, the first impression she gave Ding Ning was pride, like a high queen, overlooking all beings without any emotion, no one can shake her will, no one can attract her attention.

Different from Xiao Nuo's cold outside and hot inside, and also different from Ling Yun's masculine queen, this is a queen with a truly super aura.

No wonder that wealthy young man didn't have the courage to strike up a conversation with her when he went to peek at her. Even the group of people around him dared to peek and admire but no one dared to approach her. They consciously kept a distance of one meter from her. open distance.

Ding Ning was excited, as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood, his eyes glowed with longing, as if he had seen the most delicious prey, and a strong desire to conquer continued to rise.

He never denies that he is a queen fan, not just to prove himself, but more because conquering a queen will make him feel very fulfilled.

The woman seemed to be aware of his fiery gaze, and glanced at him casually, her beautiful brows were only slightly frowned, and then she returned to her iceberg face that had not changed for thousands of years.

A boy who looks pretty good, but that's all, nothing surprising, compared to those buzzing flies around her since she was a child, he can't even stir up a small wave, and he can't even make a wave Let her take a second look at the qualifications.

Ignored, actually being ignored, Ding Ning is not only not depressed, but the blood is boiling all over his body, Nima, this is the real queen, what a challenge!

It's just that this is the first time we meet, and the process of conquest is still long and far away. Ding Ning, who didn't want to give the Queen a bad first impression, immediately shifted his attention to other places.

Following the discussions of the people around him, he had a clear understanding of the general situation. The emotional antique industry is not only about antique calligraphy and painting and some old objects, but also the game of gambling on stones.

The second master once mentioned to him the matter of betting on stones. He always thought that only the border cities in southern Yunnan had stone betting. He didn't expect that Ninghai also had a stone betting business.

This lifted his spirits, betting on stones, one knife is poor, one knife is rich, and one knife wears linen; a madman sells, a madman buys, and a madman is waiting.

Among the people playing rough stones in southern Yunnan, there has always been such a popular catchphrase, which is enough to explain the gambler psychology of stone gamblers.