The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

The shopkeeper was taken aback for a moment, then came over with a wide grin on his face, “Hello, young man, was it you who bought that old mountain ginseng just now?”

“Indeed, that old mountain ginseng is with me,” Greg Jensen nodded.

The shopkeeper let out a sigh of relief and smiled, “Then please quote me a price.”

“Quote a price? What price?” Greg Jensen feigned ignorance.

The shopkeeper frowned, “You’re not selling your old mountain ginseng?”

Greg Jensen shook his head, “No, why should I sell something perfectly good? Such a rare item, I’m planning to keep it for my own use in the future.”

“Young man, keeping the old mountain ginseng now is of no use to you, it’s better to sell it to someone in need.

As the saying goes, saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda.

You bought that old mountain ginseng for twenty thousand, right? How about this, if you’re willing to sell, I’m willing to pay one hundred thousand for it.

What do you say, think it over?”

The shopkeeper looked at Greg Jensen with a smile, thinking he just wanted to make a big profit.

It was easy to deal with Greg Jensen if he wanted to sell, even if the price was a bit high.

One hundred thousand might be the market price, but such items are priceless; getting an old mountain ginseng for one hundred thousand would require finding the right buyer.

After all, Chestor Ware was waiting for the old mountain ginseng, buy it for one hundred thousand here, and it could be flipped for two hundred thousand in no time.

“Young man, one hundred thousand is already a lot, you would make eighty thousand in less than half an hour, this deal is definitely worth it,” the shopkeeper said while persuading and subtly flattering Greg Jensen.

But Greg Jensen heard their conversation loud and clear, how could he sell so cheaply.

He didn’t say a word, and began to wander around the shop as if no one else was there.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper couldn’t help but feel a little lost.

One hundred thousand should be enough; making eighty thousand in half an hour is irresistible, not just for a young man like Greg Jensen, but even for an experienced old hand.

The shopkeeper was baffled and quickly followed behind, cautiously asking, “Young man, what are you…”

Greg Jensen suddenly stopped, turned around, and asked, “Do you have Thousand Gold Grass here?”

The shopkeeper nodded, “Thousand Gold Grass? Yes, we have it.”

“Firm price, one hundred and fifty thousand, plus a sprig of Thousand Gold Grass.”

“That won’t do, that old mountain ginseng is at most worth one hundred thousand, and Thousand Gold Grass is not cheap.”

The shopkeeper immediately showed a troubled face but was secretly elated inside.

He was just worried that Greg Jensen had no demands, only wanting to sell the old mountain ginseng at a high price, which would give him no chance to bargain.

But then, the opportunity came!

Thousand Gold Grass, this thing, only their shop had it in the entire market, he could completely use this opportunity to squeeze the price of the old mountain ginseng below one hundred thousand.

Greg Jensen looked at him calmly, “Thousand Gold Grass is just a few hundred per plant, it’s only hard to find.

If you think I’m a newbie to be fooled, then we have no deal.”

Having said this, he started walking out.

“Hey, young man, don’t go, we can discuss everything,” the shopkeeper said urgently, hurrying over to catch up with Greg Jensen, chuckling, “Everything is up for negotiation, young man.”

“No, there’s nothing to discuss, one hundred and fifty thousand, plus a plant of Thousand Gold Grass.”

Greg Jensen said indifferently, “You’ll flip this old mountain ginseng for two hundred thousand once you get it, if I don’t sell it to you, you won’t make a penny.”

The shopkeeper’s face changed, and his demeanor weakened, smiling awkwardly,

“Young man, it’s just an old mountain ginseng, how can it be sold for so much money?”

Greg Jensen smiled lightly, “No problem, if you don’t think it’s worth it, then don’t do business, I’m not in a rush to use the Thousand Gold Grass, I’ll check the city market tomorrow.”

Watching Greg about to leave, the boss gritted his teeth and helplessly agreed, “Alright, I agree, one hundred and fifty thousand, plus a Thousand Gold Grass.”

Greg extended his hand, smiling cheerfully, “Pleasure doing business with you!”

“Hmm.”

The boss managed a strained smile, but no trace of happiness could be seen on his face.

He asked Greg for his card number and directly transferred the one hundred and fifty thousand, then had a young assistant bring over a Thousand Gold Grass.

Once Greg confirmed everything was correct, he handed over the Old Mountain Ginseng he had just purchased to the boss, and then swiftly walked out of the market.

Outside the market, he couldn’t help but burst into loud laughter, earning a quick profit of one hundred and thirty thousand in less than half an hour!

The speed of making money was just too exhilarating!

More importantly, Greg had obtained all the ingredients for the Sanqing Pill.

As long as he managed to refine the Sanqing Pill, he would let Boss Liu taste what real pain was!

Greg called a motorcycle taxi and rode back to Peach Blossom Village.

Taking advantage of the fact that the second uncle and the others were in the fields, he took the medicinal herbs to the kitchen, set up a large iron pot, and began to cook the medicine.

After simmering for two full hours, the purchased herbs had all been processed into a paste.

Once cooled, he rolled out three pitch-black Pills.

Greg leaned in for a sniff and discovered that not only did the Sanqing Pills have no foul odor, but they also had a faint medicinal fragrance.

Are these really poison?

Greg paused, deciding to test them on Boss Liu first.

After packaging the Sanqing Pills, he refined over thirty antidote Pills and began to clean up the kitchen.

As he was just about to finish, he suddenly heard sobbing outside the door.

Greg went outside and saw Lindsey Wolfe leading her daughter Esther Jensen in, both with a look of desolate sorrow.

On Esther’s face, there was a striking purple bruise shaped like a handprint.

Greg’s expression darkened, and just as he was about to ask, the second uncle also walked in from outside.

Upon seeing the mark on Esther’s face, he quickly asked, “Freya, how did Esther get this?”

Lindsey sighed, “Today, two young troublemakers came stirring up trouble and were driven away by Greg. After that, Boss Liu came with his people.

They couldn’t find Greg, so they smashed up the shop again.

Esther just so happened to come back from school and rushed up to stop them. That’s when the yellow-haired one kicked her, then grabbed and slapped her several times.”

“This Boss Liu is too despicable!”

The second uncle’s face was filled with outrage, but he felt helpless. In the end, it turned into a sigh as he softly asked,

“Esther, does it still hurt? I’ll go find you some medicinal wine for the bruises.”

“It hurts…”

Esther cried softly, her face full of grievance, the purple bruise shockingly evident.

Greg also felt terrible. He hadn’t expected Boss Liu and his gang to be so malicious, heavy-handed even with children, they were truly death-deserving!

Then, the second uncle cursed as well, “Damn them, how could they beat a child like this.”

After uttering the curse, he went inside to find the medicinal wine and applied it to Esther’s wounds.

“Freya, if it’s not working out, just stop. There’s always the Reverie Inn, life won’t be too bad with what you earn there.”

Lindsey, looking utterly distressed, nodded and sighed, “I’ll stop, there’s decent earnings at the Reverie Inn. As long as Esther can grow up happy, and I can save some money to treat Greg’s condition, that’s enough.”

“It’s good that you can see it that way.”

“Alt, where’s Greg…”