Douluo: You call this a toy

what happened?Is it bad for your stomach?Otherwise, it would be so anxious.

A few minutes later, he heard Liu Xueru calling him, so he walked to the door.

Asked: "Are you okay?"

"Um... help me go downstairs to buy a pack of sanitary products. I need them urgently."

Liu Xueru's shy voice came out, and Yang Fan secretly wondered, isn't there toilet paper inside?Maybe it was not enough, so he answered and hurried downstairs.

He bought a pack of better quality toilet paper from the supermarket downstairs and hurried back.

"Bought it back."

Yang Fan shouted into the bathroom.

"Put it next to the door."

Soon, a green and tender hand took away the toilet paper through the crack of the door.

"I bought it wrong. This is not what I want. I want sanitary napkins."

Liu Xueru's voice came again, and you can imagine her expression when she saw the toilet paper.

It turned out to be that thing. Why didn't I explain it clearly? My trip was in vain. Yang Fan smiled bitterly and went to the supermarket again.

Seeing that there was no one in the store, he whispered to the salesperson: "Bring me a pack of sanitary napkins."

The salesperson glanced at Yang Fan, with a flash of strangeness in his eyes, and asked, "What model do you want?"

Yang Fan bought it for the first time, but he didn't know there were different models. "Please introduce it."

The salesperson was only around [-] years old. She thought Yang Fan was teasing her deliberately, so she said with a straight face: "For night use, day use, and extra long night use, which one do you want?"

When Yang Fan heard this, he hurriedly said: "Take one pack of each of the three types."

The salesperson took out three packets from the shelf, handed them to him and went aside.

After paying at the front desk and leaving the supermarket, Yang Fan felt like a thief. Wouldn't he just ask for the model number and lose face?Is her role good, even if I ask her how to use it?I have to talk about it.

Back in the room, Liu Xueru poked her head out of the bathroom and was waiting for him. When she saw him buying three large bags, her forehead was suddenly covered with black lines. She grabbed the daily necessities among them and closed the door again.

Without even saying a word of thanks, Yang Fan put the remaining two bags on the table and turned on the TV. Nanzhou News was reporting the murder of a little girl. It was said that the police were trying their best to investigate, but Yang Fan knew in his heart that the middle-aged monk was ruthless and his whereabouts were unknown. Maybe, the police may not be able to catch him.

Liu Xueru came out and saw that Yang Fan had a bad look on his face. He thought he was unhappy because he bought her sanitary products. "How much does it cost? I'll forward it to you via WeChat."

"It's not much, just to honor you."

Liu Xueru looked embarrassed. She had never heard of sanitary napkins being given to her.

She rolled her eyes at him and said, "You can keep the rest for yourself."

Yang Fan almost slipped off the sofa. Does he, a gentleman, need it?Asking her if she was going to the exhibition, Liu Xueru went back to her house and changed into her skirt again, and went to the convention and exhibition center with Yang Fan.

This time, Yang Fan was more cautious and stayed with Liu Xueru, acting as a flower protector. He didn't have time to go to the toilet until she entered her exhibition hall and was accompanied by several staff members.

“Boss, how much does your black Ganoderma cost per pound?”

When Yang Fan passed by a booth, he happened to hear someone asking about black Ganoderma lucidum. He couldn't help but stop and turned to look.

There were only two people in the exhibition hall, one was the boss and the other was a customer. They were both young, about fifty years old.

The owner of the booth responded: "Pure wild black Ganoderma lucidum, you'll pay ten for every fake one. It's genuine. I never inflate the price of the medicine. If the quantity is large, I'll give you the best price. One thousand and fifty one kilogram."

After hearing this, the customer picked up the black Ganoderma lucidum and looked at it carefully. He shook his head and said, "You are not an amateur. It comes from a greenhouse. My demand is relatively large. It costs [-] pounds per pound. If you are willing, I will ask for a few hundred pounds first."

"Brother, you really know how to joke. Even if you grow black Ganoderma in a greenhouse, it's not less than [-], okay? Since you're an expert, don't you understand the market?"

"Five hundred a pound, how much do you have to sell to me?"

There is no bargaining like this, and the booth owner was extremely unhappy.

The middle-aged customer's face turned red and he hummed: "You are not the only one who sells black Ganoderma lucidum. If they don't sell it, I will buy it from another store."

"Even if I visit all the exhibition halls, no fool will sell you black Ganoderma lucidum. It's just a good thing."

The booth owner had a dark face and said, "Get out of here."

The customer strode out of the exhibition hall and passed by Yang Fan.

The conversation between the two completely fell into Yang Fan's ears. When the opportunity came, he stepped forward quickly and said, "Uncle, wait a moment."

The middle-aged man turned around, saw Yang Fan's eyes, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Do you need black reishi?"

Yang Fan asked directly.

The middle-aged man nodded, "Do you have any wild ones?"

"You've found the right person."

Yang Fan hurriedly turned on his phone and showed him a few photos he had taken in advance, "It's true, they were all dug from the mountain."

When the middle-aged man saw the pictures, his eyes lit up because there were two pictures taken from the mountain. He couldn't help but ask: "How many do you have in your hand?"

"About how much do you want?"

Seeing that the other party was interested, Yang Fan did not answer, but asked him.

"Do you have five hundred pounds?"

The middle-aged man stared into Yang Fan's eyes. He could tell if he was lying.

Yang Fan pondered for a few seconds. One black Ganoderma plant weighed four to five kilograms. More than 100 plants would be enough. It should be about the same.

He replied: "Yes."

His eyes were flat, confirming that Yang Fan was not a liar. The middle-aged man asked again: "How much do you want per pound?"

Liu Xueru gave one thousand, and he planned to order more, so he didn't rush to answer him, "You are well-informed and specialize in purchasing black Ganoderma lucidum. You are more familiar with the price than I am. You give me a price. As long as it is reasonable, I don't care more or less." "

The middle-aged man thought for a while and said, "First of all, I promise to be wild. I will give you nine hundred."

"It was too little. I sold it to a local pharmacy and got more than 1000."

If it's less than a thousand, it's better to sell it to Liu Xueru. But if the quantity is large, I'm afraid he will be suspicious and turn around and leave.

"Young man, don't leave in a hurry. Have you brought any samples? I don't really believe it based on just a few photos."

The middle-aged man shouted.

Yang Fan stopped and said, "I don't want an exaggerated price. It's one thousand two thousand per catty. You can come to buy it. You can inspect the goods first and then pay."

"If it's cheaper, we can cooperate for a long time in the future..."

When the middle-aged man was about to agree, the owner of the showroom rushed over aggressively, pointed at Yang Fan's nose, and angrily said: "Where did you come from? Isn't this malicious competition?"

Yang Fan was deceived. It was true that people came out of his showroom, the business was not negotiated, and he could buy and sell freely. Nothing was in his way.

"He's not your client. How can you say there's malicious competition? If you don't calm down, you won't allow me to negotiate business with him? That doesn't make sense, does it?"

If the other party talks nicely and angrily, Yang Fan will not tolerate him.

"You know better, get out of here, you are not welcome here."

Only then did Yang Fan notice that the boss had a big basin, two big front teeth, and a fierce look in his eyes. He was a complete gangster.

"This is not your home, why should I leave?"

Yang Fan couldn't help but get angry when he was bullied by even a seller of medicinal materials.

"Damn it, believe it or not, I will beat you up."

With that said, he rushed to Yang Fan.

"Do you want to start?"

Yang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Why did I, Huang Daya, beat you?"

The man who called himself Huang Big Teeth slapped Yang Fan.