I am the Holy Poisoner, the Empress advised me to calm down

As soon as we entered the market, a middle-aged man came up to us enthusiastically and said, "Would you like to buy some medicinal herbs? I have the best wild ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum here, guaranteed to be genuine and at a fair price!"

Lin Fan glanced at the medicinal herbs on his stall and a sneer appeared on his lips.

"Boss, where does your wild ginseng come from?" Lin Fan picked up a piece of so-called wild ginseng and looked at it carefully.

"Of course it's wild ginseng from Changbai Mountain. I picked it myself!" the middle-aged man assured, patting his chest.

Lin Fan handed the ginseng to Liu Ying and said, "Come and see what this is."

Liu Ying took the ginseng. Although she didn't know much about medicinal herbs, she could still see some clues: "This... seems a little wrong."

"This is simply garden ginseng, and it's been treated with chemicals," Lin Fan said coldly. "Look at the rootlets. Wild ginseng's rootlets should grow naturally and vary in thickness, but these have clearly been artificially trimmed. And look at the color of the skin. Wild ginseng has aged over time and should be dark brown, but this one has clearly been dyed with chemicals."

The middle-aged man's expression instantly turned ugly: "You...what nonsense are you talking about!"

"Nonsense?" Lin Fan laughed. "Look at these lines again. Wild ginseng's lines should be dense and clear, but this one is sparse and irregular, clearly cultivated. Most importantly, wild ginseng has a unique fragrance, while yours only has the pungent smell of chemical solutions."

More and more people gathered around and talked about it.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man knew he couldn't argue and became angry: "Who do you think you are? How dare you come here and mess things up!"

"Who am I?" Lin Fan's eyes turned cold. "I am someone who doesn't want to see you continue to lie."

"You..." The middle-aged man was about to explode, but when he saw the coldness emanating from Lin Fan, he couldn't help but shudder.

Liu Ying was stunned watching from the side. She didn't expect Lin Fan to be so proficient in medicinal herbs.

"Let's go, there's nothing good here." Lin Fan pulled Liu Ying away from the stall.

The two continued to stroll around the market, but most of the medicinal herbs on the stalls were artificially grown and the quality was uneven.

"These herbs look very ordinary." Liu Ying was a little disappointed.

"Good things are not displayed in public." Lin Fan continued to search.

Just then, they came to a corner of the market where there was a small, inconspicuous stall. The stall owner was a man in his sixties with gray hair, wearing a plain Mao suit, and the medicinal herbs on the stall looked very ordinary.

But Lin Fan's eyes lit up.

He walked to the stall, picked up an ordinary-looking herb, and sniffed it gently.

"Grandpa, how much is this?"

The old man raised his head and looked at Lin Fan: "Young man, do you know anything about medicinal herbs?"

"I understand a little." Lin Fan said modestly.

The old man smiled and said, "This is wild astragalus, fifty yuan per two ounces."

Liu Ying was secretly shocked. Fifty yuan per two taels, this is too expensive.

But Lin Fan nodded without hesitation: "I want it."

A hint of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes. "Young man, you really know your stuff. I picked this astragalus in the mountains. It's been a medicinal material for more than 20 years."

Lin Fan continued to search the stall and found several precious wild medicinal herbs.

"Grandpa, do you have any other good things here?" Lin Fan asked.

The old man hesitated for a moment, then said, "Young man, you really understand medicinal herbs. I have some precious medicinal herbs at home. If you are interested, you can come home with me to take a look."

Liu Ying was a little worried: "Lin Fan, isn't this unsafe?"

Lin Fan waved his hand: "It's okay, I can see that the old man is a real person."

After hearing this, the old man smiled with satisfaction: "Young man, you are really a person with vision. There are not many young people like you who understand medicinal herbs nowadays."

"Then we'll go home with you." Lin Fan said.

The old man nodded and began to pack up his stall: "Then wait a moment, I'll pack up and leave."

Liu Ying leaned close to Lin Fan's ear and whispered, "Do you really believe him? What if he's a liar?"

Lin Fan glanced at her and said, "Sometimes, people need some trust. Besides, I can tell he's not a liar."

"How did you know?" Liu Ying asked curiously.

"Although the herbs on his stall look ordinary, they are all genuine and of very good quality. If he was really a scammer, he wouldn't spend so much time and effort to get these real herbs." Lin Fan explained.

After the old man packed up his stall, he took the two people away from the medicinal materials market.

The old man’s home is in an old community. The building is quite old, the walls are mottled, and the lights in the corridor are dim.

"I'm sorry to ask you to follow me up the stairs," the old man said as he walked. "The elevator has been broken for several months, and the management team won't repair it."

"It's okay, old man." Lin Fan followed behind.

Although Liu Ying was wearing high heels, she did not complain.

The three of them came to the fifth floor. The old man took out his key and was about to open the door when suddenly a noisy sound came from the stairwell.

"Wang Degui, get out here! Where's the money? You must pay it back today!"

The old man's face turned pale in an instant, and the keys in his hand were shaking.

"Dad, why are you back?" A man in his thirties walked out of the stairwell, followed by three fierce-looking men.

"Xiaojun, you..." The old man looked at his son, his eyes full of pain.

"Wang Degui, your son owes us two hundred thousand yuan. You must pay him back today, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!" said the leading man viciously.

The old man’s son, Wang Xiaojun, looked pale: “I…I really have no money left. Can you give me a few more days?”

"A few days? You've already delayed for a month!" The leading man grabbed Wang Xiaojun by the collar and said, "If you don't pay me back today, don't even think about leaving!"

Seeing this, the old man trembled and said, "Please, don't embarrass my son. I... I will find a way."

"Think of a solution? What solution can an old man like you come up with?" The leading man sneered.

At this moment, Lin Fan stood up and said, "Let him go."

The three men turned to look at Lin Fan. The leading man sized him up and said, "Kid, you have nothing to do here. If you know what's good for you, get out of here."

"I said, let him go." Lin Fan's voice was calm, but his eyes were cold.

The leading man was shocked by Lin Fan's aura and involuntarily let go of his hand.

"You...who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that you leave here immediately." Lin Fan said.

"Boy, do you know who we are? We are Brother Long's men!" said the leading man in a timid tone.

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows: "Brother Long? Which Brother Long?"