Old Man Zhao, the legendary healer of Xinghua Village!

But after the taxi stopped, Lü Jinfeng started haggling with the driver, and they almost got into an argument.

"Alright, alright, don't worry about these small amounts. I'm the one paying anyway, so hurry up and get in the car," Zhao Dazhu urged.

Lu Jinfeng finally opened the back door and plopped into the car.

The taxi started and headed towards the county town.

Taohua County is only ten kilometers away from Xinghua Village. A taxi will arrive quickly, and the fare of fifteen yuan is not high; in fact, it can be considered cheap.

However, sitting in the car now, Zhao Dazhu didn't know what to say, so he kept his mouth shut and didn't say a word.

Lu Jinfeng remained silent. The driver, who had almost gotten into an argument with her, was also in a bad mood and kept quiet.

So the car became eerily quiet and incredibly awkward.

Zhao Dazhu, having endured it for so long, finally broke the silence: "Jin Feng, I heard from the villagers that you work in the county town?"

"Why are you asking this?" Lü Jinfeng looked at Zhao Dazhu with a wary expression.

"I... I was just asking casually. If you don't want to tell me, then forget it," Zhao Dazhu said awkwardly.

Lu Jinfeng hesitated for a moment before answering, "Yes, I work in the county town."

"So what kind of job do you do in the county town?" Zhao Dazhu asked again.

Lu Jinfeng bit her lip and remained silent for a while before finally answering, "I work as a cleaner at a barbershop in the county town. I don't go every day, but three or four times a week."

"Oh, so it's similar to being a cleaner?" Zhao Dazhu said.

"right."

Lü Jinfeng nodded.

"Cleaning is pretty good too. Although it doesn't pay much, the work is simple and you don't have to scheme against people," Zhao Dazhu said with a smile.

"It's alright."

After Lu Jinfeng finished speaking, she turned her head to look out the car window.

Seeing that Lü Jinfeng didn't want to continue on this topic, Zhao Dazhu changed the subject and asked:

"Jin Feng, look at you, you've been married for so many years, why haven't you had a child?"

Lu Jinfeng was now completely enraged, and said angrily:

"Old Zhao, are you ever going to stop? If you don't know what to say, just shut up! My husband has been paralyzed on one side for years, you know that, how can I have a child with him like this!"

Zhao Dazhu was so embarrassed that he scratched the sole of his shoe with his toes, creating a picture of the Qingming Scroll.

Even the taxi driver sitting in the driver's seat couldn't hold back anymore and started chuckling.

Zhao Dazhu awkwardly touched his nose, shut his mouth, and stopped talking.

Fortunately, the county town was not far from Xinghua Village, and taxis were much faster than buses, so we arrived in the county town in no time.

Zhao Dazhu quickly pulled out his wallet, took out a ten-yuan note and a five-yuan note, stuffed them into the driver's hand, and hurriedly got off the bus.

Breathing in the fresh air outside, he finally felt that awkwardness had lessened considerably.

"Let's go, it's already ten o'clock, don't waste time."

Lu Jinfeng urged.

"Let's go, let's go to the farmers' market."

Zhao Dazhu said.

A few minutes later, Zhao Dazhu and Lü Jinfeng walked to the farmers' market near the East Gate of Taohua County.

Today's farmers' market is just as bustling as it was when Zhao Dazhu came to buy cherry tomato seedlings.

The market was bustling with stalls, noisy and lively, full of the vibrant atmosphere of everyday life.

Zhao Dazhu and Lü Jinfeng found an empty spot, took out the purple Ganoderma lucidum, and placed it on the cement steps.

"You...you shout it out," Lü Jinfeng said softly.

"What are you shouting about?" Zhao Dazhu asked.

"We're here to sell things. If you don't shout out, how can you attract people to come and look at our products?" Lü Jinfeng said.

"Then why don't you shout it out?" Zhao Dazhu retorted.

Lü Jinfeng rubbed her hands together, then lowered her head and remained silent.

Seeing Lü Jinfeng in such a predicament, Zhao Dazhu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"You're so feisty, I thought you were fearless. Turns out you have your moments of embarrassment too."

Zhao Dazhu said with a cheerful smile.

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and shout it out," Lu Jinfeng said angrily, her face slightly flushed.

Zhao Dazhu then finally started shouting loudly.

"Come and take a look, everyone! Top-quality wild purple Ganoderma lucidum, generous portions, excellent appearance, genuine products, fair and honest..."

Purple Ganoderma, a precious Chinese medicinal herb, is naturally a fresh and rare commodity in this farmers' market.

So, less than a minute after Zhao Dazhu started shouting, a number of curious people gathered around and stood in a circle to watch.

Zhao Dazhu then gave Lü Jinfeng a look, and Lü Jinfeng immediately picked up the purple Ganoderma lucidum and held it high above her head to show it to everyone present.

"Grandpa, is this really a purple Ganoderma? Or is it fake?" a young man asked.

Without a second thought, Zhao Dazhu said, "How could it be fake? I found this purple Ganoderma lucidum deep in the mountains; I guarantee it's a genuine wild Ganoderma lucidum!"

"Wild Ganoderma lucidum can grow this big? It weighs more than a pound!" a middle-aged man asked.

"That's why it's so rare! A wild purple Ganoderma lucidum this size is absolutely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you want to buy one, hurry up! I only have this one left, and once it's sold, it's gone. Don't miss this great chance!"

Zhao Dazhu, his face glowing with excitement, shouted out his wares.

An old woman carrying a shopping basket asked, "How much is your purple Ganoderma lucidum? If it's not expensive, I'll buy it and take it home to make soup for my son."

"One price, sixty thousand!" Zhao Dazhu said heavily.

After getting out of the taxi, Zhao Dazhu and Lü Jinfeng had already discussed it on their way to the farmers' market.

Sixty thousand yuan was their expected price, and fifty thousand yuan was their bottom line.

The 10,000 yuan in that amount is the room for negotiation.

But Zhao Dazhu knew very well that it would be extremely difficult to sell this purple Ganoderma lucidum for 50,000 yuan, since it was missing a part and was not complete.

Wealthy people value completeness, and items with defects are difficult to sell because those who want them don't have the money, while the wealthy don't value them.

So Zhao Dazhu told Lü Jinfeng that he wanted to lower the price a little more, but Lü Jinfeng seemed to have pinned all her hopes on this purple Ganoderma lucidum and refused to lower the price no matter what.

Zhao Dazhu had no choice but to do as she said.

At that moment, as soon as Zhao Dazhu uttered the words "sixty thousand," the old woman carrying the vegetable basket turned and left without saying a word, not even bothering to haggle.

Two-thirds of the onlookers left immediately.

Lu Jinfeng was getting a little anxious and kept giving Zhao Dazhu meaningful glances.

Zhao Dazhu then loudly proclaimed, "If you're truly interested, the price is negotiable. This purple Ganoderma is an absolute treasure, and treasures are all about fate, so..."

Suddenly, a clear and melodious girl's voice came from not far away.