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

Lin Feng followed Liu Ying out of the hospital, feeling somewhat reluctant. He had originally thought he could go to the herbal medicine market alone to find some goodies, but now he had to bring a burden with him.

"Doctor Lin, do you really understand medicinal herbs?" Liu Ying trotted to keep up with Lin Feng, curiosity gleaming in her eyes.

"I understand a little bit." Lin Feng responded indifferently and took bigger steps.

The two came to the largest medicinal materials wholesale market in the city. It was crowded with people and the smells of various medicinal materials mixed together to form a unique Chinese medicine aroma.

"Wow, this place is so big!" Liu Ying looked around, looking like she had never seen the world before.

Lin Feng scanned the stalls, mentally calculating his harvest for the day. As soon as he reached a stall that looked quite large, the stall owner immediately came up to greet him warmly.

"Hey everyone, look at my good stuff! This is authentic wild ginseng, eighty years old, and this..." The stall owner picked up a dark brown rhizome, "Hundred-year-old Polygonum multiflorum, guaranteed to cure all diseases!"

Lin Feng picked up the so-called Polygonum multiflorum, put it under his nose and smelled it, then pinched it with his fingers and frowned slightly.

"What is this?"

"Polygonum multiflorum, a hundred-year-old one!" the stall owner assured, patting his chest.

"Hundred years?" Lin Feng sneered, "This is obviously made with sweet potato dye. Do you think I'm a fool?"

The stall owner's face changed, and he wanted to argue: "Oh, Doctor Lin, you must have seen it wrong, this is definitely..."

"Still trying to quibble?" Lin Feng directly broke open the "He Shou Wu" root, revealing the white flesh inside. "Real He Shou Wu has a hard texture, with special patterns on the cross section and a unique smell. You smell like sweet potatoes, who are you trying to fool?"

The customers around heard the noise and gathered around. Seeing that the situation was not good, the stall owner quickly packed up his things and prepared to slip away.

"Stop!" Lin Feng stopped him, "Return the money for the fake medicine you just sold, or I'll call the police."

Seeing that Lin Feng was not someone to be trifled with, the stall owner could only reluctantly refund the money to several deceived customers.

Liu Ying was stunned as she watched from the side: "Doctor Lin, you are amazing! I can't tell that these are fake at all."

"The business of medicinal materials is very complicated. It's easy to be cheated if you don't have real skills." Lin Feng continued to walk forward, feeling quite disdainful of these unscrupulous vendors.

After wandering around most of the market, Lin Feng still couldn't find the herbs he was looking for. Just as he was feeling a bit disappointed, he discovered a shabby little stall in the far corner of the market.

The stall owner was an old man in his sixties, with gray hair and plain clothes. He had some ordinary-looking medicinal herbs on his stall. But when Lin Feng approached, his eyes lit up.

"Old man, these medicinal herbs..." Lin Feng squatted down and carefully observed the things on the stall.

"Young man, you have good eyesight." The old man raised his head, a gleam of light in his cloudy eyes. "These are all wild medicinal herbs I picked from the mountains. Although they are not of good quality, their medicinal effects are definitely better than those cultivated artificially."

Lin Feng picked up a seemingly ordinary herb, held it under his nose and sniffed it deeply, then nodded: "It is indeed wild, and it is quite old."

"Haha, you're an expert indeed!" the old man laughed. "I've been setting up shop here for more than ten years, and I rarely meet anyone who really knows what they're doing."

Liu Ying came over and asked curiously, "These look no different from the other stalls, don't they?"

"Outsiders enjoy the excitement, while insiders appreciate the details," Lin Feng explained. "The texture, smell, and quality of wild medicinal herbs are all different from those grown artificially. This requires experience."

The old man nodded repeatedly: "That's right! Young man, I think you are a real expert. To be honest, I have some better medicinal herbs at home. If you are interested..."

Lin Feng's eyes lit up. This was exactly what he wanted! Those precious wild medicinal herbs were often not displayed in public.

"That's great, can I go take a look?"

"Of course, my home is nearby." The old man was packing up his stall. "My last name is Wang. What's your name, young man?"

"My surname is Lin."

Old Man Wang quickly packed up his stall and took Lin Feng and Liu Ying home. Along the way, he told Lin Feng that when he was young, he often went into the mountains to collect herbs and saved up a lot of good things.

"My son is such a loser. He just gambles all day long. Sigh..." Old Man Wang sighed, "If it weren't for paying off his debt, I wouldn't be willing to sell these treasures."

Lin Feng heard the helplessness in the old man's words and felt a little sympathetic.

Old Man Wang's home was an old-style bungalow with some medicinal herbs drying in the yard. As soon as he reached the door, he heard a heated argument coming from inside.

"Wang Jianguo! Get out here! Paying your debts is only natural!"

"I said, give me a few more days and I will definitely pay it back!"

Old Man Wang's face turned pale, and he hurriedly pushed the door open. He saw four or five burly men standing in the living room, led by a bald man holding a baseball bat. In the corner, a man in his thirties huddled up. It was Old Man Wang's son, Wang Jianguo.

"Dad, you're back..." When Wang Jianguo saw his father, a trace of shame flashed in his eyes.

"Wang Jianguo owes us 300,000 yuan. He must pay it back today, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!" said the bald man viciously.

Old Man Wang's voice trembled: "Everyone, we will definitely pay back the money my son owes, but 300,000 is too much..."

"What do you mean by too much? Why didn't you say too much when you borrowed money?" The bald man sneered, "Either pay me back today, or we'll tear this house down!"

As he said this, he raised the baseball bat and was about to smash it on the table.

"stop!"

Lin Feng rushed forward and grabbed the bald man's wrist.

The bald man felt a sharp pain in his wrist and dropped his baseball bat. He angrily said, "Who the hell are you? Minding my business, huh?"

"I'm Old Man Wang's friend." Lin Feng released his hand and said calmly, "If you have something to say, talk it over nicely. It's pointless to resort to violence."

"Friend?" The bald man flexed his wrist and sneered, "That's perfect. You pay him back! Three hundred thousand, not a cent less!"

Wang Jianguo stood up from the corner and said hurriedly: "Doctor Lin, this is my business, don't worry about it..."

"Three hundred thousand is indeed not a small amount." Lin Feng looked at Wang Jianguo, then at the bald man, "But I want to ask, what is the principal?"

The bald man was stunned: "What's the point of saying principal or not? If I owe 300,000, it's 300,000!"

"How much is the interest?" Lin Feng continued to ask.

"What...does this have to do with you?" The bald man felt a little guilty.

Wang Jianguo gritted his teeth and said, "The principal is actually only 80,000, but they said the interest..."

"Shut up!" The bald man glared at Wang Jianguo, then turned to Lin Feng and said, "Kid, who the hell are you? Stop playing the big shot here!"

Just when the atmosphere was tense, the bald man's cell phone rang. He picked up the call and his expression gradually became respectful.

"Okay, big brother, I'll be there right away... What? You're coming in person? Okay, okay..."