Chapter 10
It would be an injustice if I didn't beat you up
Chen Huan was pushed and stumbled.
Thankfully, I'm much stronger now, otherwise, such a rough push would probably have made me fall flat on my face.
"Why did you push me?" Chen Huan frowned and turned her face away.
She saw a shirtless man wearing shorts walking menacingly toward her.
"So what if I pushed you?"
"Take your beat-up bicycle and get out of here. This place belongs to me, and you have no right to set up a stall."
The man was in his thirties, tall and large, with a fleshy face and a large, roughly drawn wolf's head tattooed on his dark chest, which looked quite comical.
This guy is considered a gangster from the outer five counties.
"Are you deaf? Believe me or not, I'll punch you!" The thug swung his thick arm, making a gesture as if he was about to beat someone up.
Chen Huan looked around and then realized that the man was setting up a stall there, selling aquatic products.
This row of goods is quite large, taking up a lot of space, unlike other places where it's cramped.
Judging from his usual domineering attitude, the other vendors around him all looked at Chen Huan with sympathy, as if they thought he was going to suffer.
Chen Huan stepped aside slightly, saying, "Harmony brings wealth."
"This empty space is quite large, I'll just take up a small section, I'll leave right after I sell my things so as not to delay you."
"Look at you, you look like a beggar. Standing here, don't you affect my business?"
"I think you're asking for a beating!" The thug persisted, chasing after him and raising his hand again.
Chen Huan clicked his tongue. "Is it really that hard to be a good citizen? Do you have to come here looking for trouble?"
As he spoke, he raised his arm and touched her.
It looked like it hadn't been used much force, but it felt like a huge iron bar, hitting the thug's arm directly.
With a loud crack, it turned completely red, and the force pulled his body to the side, making him spin around and almost fall over.
"ah?"
"Are you trying to mess with me?" The gangster, having been wronged, became even more furious.
He turned around, bent down, and grabbed a large iron ladle used for scooping seafood from the stall, ready for a weapon battle.
Before he could even turn around, Chen Huan got close and kicked him in the butt.
He ended up plunging headfirst into the plastic basket containing the fish, getting himself all messy and disheveled.
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The people at the market couldn't help but laugh.
"You bastard, I'll kill you!" The man was completely enraged, quickly got up and swung a large iron ladle.
But then a figure flashed in front of him, and his hand felt light; the large strainer was snatched away by Chen Huan.
Then he watched helplessly as the skinny country boy in front of him rolled up the stainless steel strainer into a ball, without any gaps.
With a clang, Chen Huan threw the now ball-shaped strainer on the ground, his expression playful.
"Want to come again?"
The man from the street glanced at Chen Huan, then at the ball, finally shook his head and went back.
"That's settled then. Isn't a harmonious society good enough? Why look for thrills?" Chen Huan muttered as he squeezed into the small open space.
Then he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Buy ginseng! Freshly unearthed wild ginseng!"
"Ginseng is a treasure; it can greatly prolong life."
"It's good for women's health, but for men, the bed can't handle it."
This playful way of selling immediately attracted the attention of many people.
Some young women and newlyweds couldn't help but blush and giggle.
Chen Huan has a loud voice, and the location he chose is also quite good, with a large flow of people.
So in no time, a large number of people gathered.
"Young man, how much do you want for this ginseng?"
"Is it authentic? Could it be farmed?"
Quite a few people came over to look at the items and ask about the prices, but most of them were just there for the fun of it or were skeptical.
Chen Huan had thought about it before he came; these young ginseng roots, which weren't very old, weren't worth much to begin with.
Besides, this town is mostly poor, with many ordinary people, so if the price is too high, no one will buy it.
So he opened his mouth and replied, "Five thousand yuan."
The person asking the price immediately curled their lip, "Are you crazy for money? The ginseng in that pharmacy is a whole size bigger than yours, and it only sells for five hundred yuan."
Chen Huan also curled his lip, "Are you crazy for cheap deals? Try spending five hundred yuan to buy me a wild ginseng this big. You bring it over, six hundred yuan a piece, I'll buy as many as you have."
The other person snorted and turned to leave.
Although Chen Huan was arrogant and boastful, reality proved him wrong.
Wild ginseng worth 5,000 yuan is something that people ask about, but no one buys.
"Nobody here recognizes its value," Chen Huan thought, considering whether to lower the price or try his luck at a nearby hospital pharmacy.
Just as I was about to leave, a man approached from the opposite direction and asked, "Young man, I heard you have a wild ginseng root here. Could I take a look?"
The other person was wearing coarse cloth clothes, the kind that looked old-fashioned. The material was quite nice, but it seemed to have changed color after being worn for a long time.
He was around forty years old, with a slicked-back hairstyle, slightly overweight, a big nose, small eyes, and a shrewd look in his expression.
He walked with a pigeon-toed gait, wearing old cloth shoes, looking a bit pretentious.
He was rubbing a pair of large walnuts with lion-shaped embroidered balls in his hands, making a rhythmic crunching sound.
"You're going to buy it?" Chen Huan was wondering if the other person was someone who could afford wild ginseng.
"Nonsense, why would I ask you if you're not going to buy? Do you even have anything real?" The slick-back-haired man raised his eyebrows, exuding an air of authority.
With a hopeful attitude, Chen Huan took out the ginseng he had just put away from his pocket and handed it over.
"Oh..." The other person glanced at it, their expression showing some surprise.
However, he then concealed this emotion.
As he carefully wrapped the pair of walnuts and put them in his pocket, he frowned and said, "They're so small?"
Despite his initial disdain, he quickly took it from her.
He looked at it from top to bottom, over and over again, and then put it under his nose to smell it.
Chen Huan was a little worried that he might get carried away and lick it.
After fiddling with it for a while, the man with the slicked-back hair held up two fingers. "I'm a straightforward guy. Here's the amount. You keep the money, and I keep the stuff. How about it?"
Chen Huan said "Oh," and replied, "Twenty thousand yuan, okay."
The man with the slicked-back hair frowned even more deeply. "Twenty thousand yuan? You think you can just dream about it?"
"You've only been doing this for less than ten years. Giving you two thousand is the most I can offer. You seem to have lived a hard life. Farmers have it tough, so I'll consider this a form of poverty alleviation."
While he was talking, he was holding the ginseng in one hand and reaching into the medicine with the other.
Looks like it's time to pay.
"Five thousand yuan, or you can just not buy it." Chen Huan reached out to take the ginseng back, his attitude very decisive.
The man with the slicked-back hair quickly dodged, saying, "Why are you so stubborn?"
"You've been setting up a stall here for a long time, haven't you? There's a saying, 'If you miss this opportunity, you won't find another one.' Have you heard of that?"
"Coming here to sell ginseng means you're short of money. Instead of wasting your time here and missing out on me as a customer, you might as well make a clean break."
"After all, time is money, and you can't buy back an inch of time with gold..."
Chen Huan frowned. "Five thousand yuan, pay me right now."
"If you don't want to buy it, return the ginseng within five seconds, and you'll avoid a beating."
Thankfully, I'm much stronger now, otherwise, such a rough push would probably have made me fall flat on my face.
"Why did you push me?" Chen Huan frowned and turned her face away.
She saw a shirtless man wearing shorts walking menacingly toward her.
"So what if I pushed you?"
"Take your beat-up bicycle and get out of here. This place belongs to me, and you have no right to set up a stall."
The man was in his thirties, tall and large, with a fleshy face and a large, roughly drawn wolf's head tattooed on his dark chest, which looked quite comical.
This guy is considered a gangster from the outer five counties.
"Are you deaf? Believe me or not, I'll punch you!" The thug swung his thick arm, making a gesture as if he was about to beat someone up.
Chen Huan looked around and then realized that the man was setting up a stall there, selling aquatic products.
This row of goods is quite large, taking up a lot of space, unlike other places where it's cramped.
Judging from his usual domineering attitude, the other vendors around him all looked at Chen Huan with sympathy, as if they thought he was going to suffer.
Chen Huan stepped aside slightly, saying, "Harmony brings wealth."
"This empty space is quite large, I'll just take up a small section, I'll leave right after I sell my things so as not to delay you."
"Look at you, you look like a beggar. Standing here, don't you affect my business?"
"I think you're asking for a beating!" The thug persisted, chasing after him and raising his hand again.
Chen Huan clicked his tongue. "Is it really that hard to be a good citizen? Do you have to come here looking for trouble?"
As he spoke, he raised his arm and touched her.
It looked like it hadn't been used much force, but it felt like a huge iron bar, hitting the thug's arm directly.
With a loud crack, it turned completely red, and the force pulled his body to the side, making him spin around and almost fall over.
"ah?"
"Are you trying to mess with me?" The gangster, having been wronged, became even more furious.
He turned around, bent down, and grabbed a large iron ladle used for scooping seafood from the stall, ready for a weapon battle.
Before he could even turn around, Chen Huan got close and kicked him in the butt.
He ended up plunging headfirst into the plastic basket containing the fish, getting himself all messy and disheveled.
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The people at the market couldn't help but laugh.
"You bastard, I'll kill you!" The man was completely enraged, quickly got up and swung a large iron ladle.
But then a figure flashed in front of him, and his hand felt light; the large strainer was snatched away by Chen Huan.
Then he watched helplessly as the skinny country boy in front of him rolled up the stainless steel strainer into a ball, without any gaps.
With a clang, Chen Huan threw the now ball-shaped strainer on the ground, his expression playful.
"Want to come again?"
The man from the street glanced at Chen Huan, then at the ball, finally shook his head and went back.
"That's settled then. Isn't a harmonious society good enough? Why look for thrills?" Chen Huan muttered as he squeezed into the small open space.
Then he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Buy ginseng! Freshly unearthed wild ginseng!"
"Ginseng is a treasure; it can greatly prolong life."
"It's good for women's health, but for men, the bed can't handle it."
This playful way of selling immediately attracted the attention of many people.
Some young women and newlyweds couldn't help but blush and giggle.
Chen Huan has a loud voice, and the location he chose is also quite good, with a large flow of people.
So in no time, a large number of people gathered.
"Young man, how much do you want for this ginseng?"
"Is it authentic? Could it be farmed?"
Quite a few people came over to look at the items and ask about the prices, but most of them were just there for the fun of it or were skeptical.
Chen Huan had thought about it before he came; these young ginseng roots, which weren't very old, weren't worth much to begin with.
Besides, this town is mostly poor, with many ordinary people, so if the price is too high, no one will buy it.
So he opened his mouth and replied, "Five thousand yuan."
The person asking the price immediately curled their lip, "Are you crazy for money? The ginseng in that pharmacy is a whole size bigger than yours, and it only sells for five hundred yuan."
Chen Huan also curled his lip, "Are you crazy for cheap deals? Try spending five hundred yuan to buy me a wild ginseng this big. You bring it over, six hundred yuan a piece, I'll buy as many as you have."
The other person snorted and turned to leave.
Although Chen Huan was arrogant and boastful, reality proved him wrong.
Wild ginseng worth 5,000 yuan is something that people ask about, but no one buys.
"Nobody here recognizes its value," Chen Huan thought, considering whether to lower the price or try his luck at a nearby hospital pharmacy.
Just as I was about to leave, a man approached from the opposite direction and asked, "Young man, I heard you have a wild ginseng root here. Could I take a look?"
The other person was wearing coarse cloth clothes, the kind that looked old-fashioned. The material was quite nice, but it seemed to have changed color after being worn for a long time.
He was around forty years old, with a slicked-back hairstyle, slightly overweight, a big nose, small eyes, and a shrewd look in his expression.
He walked with a pigeon-toed gait, wearing old cloth shoes, looking a bit pretentious.
He was rubbing a pair of large walnuts with lion-shaped embroidered balls in his hands, making a rhythmic crunching sound.
"You're going to buy it?" Chen Huan was wondering if the other person was someone who could afford wild ginseng.
"Nonsense, why would I ask you if you're not going to buy? Do you even have anything real?" The slick-back-haired man raised his eyebrows, exuding an air of authority.
With a hopeful attitude, Chen Huan took out the ginseng he had just put away from his pocket and handed it over.
"Oh..." The other person glanced at it, their expression showing some surprise.
However, he then concealed this emotion.
As he carefully wrapped the pair of walnuts and put them in his pocket, he frowned and said, "They're so small?"
Despite his initial disdain, he quickly took it from her.
He looked at it from top to bottom, over and over again, and then put it under his nose to smell it.
Chen Huan was a little worried that he might get carried away and lick it.
After fiddling with it for a while, the man with the slicked-back hair held up two fingers. "I'm a straightforward guy. Here's the amount. You keep the money, and I keep the stuff. How about it?"
Chen Huan said "Oh," and replied, "Twenty thousand yuan, okay."
The man with the slicked-back hair frowned even more deeply. "Twenty thousand yuan? You think you can just dream about it?"
"You've only been doing this for less than ten years. Giving you two thousand is the most I can offer. You seem to have lived a hard life. Farmers have it tough, so I'll consider this a form of poverty alleviation."
While he was talking, he was holding the ginseng in one hand and reaching into the medicine with the other.
Looks like it's time to pay.
"Five thousand yuan, or you can just not buy it." Chen Huan reached out to take the ginseng back, his attitude very decisive.
The man with the slicked-back hair quickly dodged, saying, "Why are you so stubborn?"
"You've been setting up a stall here for a long time, haven't you? There's a saying, 'If you miss this opportunity, you won't find another one.' Have you heard of that?"
"Coming here to sell ginseng means you're short of money. Instead of wasting your time here and missing out on me as a customer, you might as well make a clean break."
"After all, time is money, and you can't buy back an inch of time with gold..."
Chen Huan frowned. "Five thousand yuan, pay me right now."
"If you don't want to buy it, return the ginseng within five seconds, and you'll avoid a beating."