Chapter 29 Targeting Li Hui from the Chinese Medicine Store

"Ahem."

Zhou Ze touched the tip of his nose awkwardly when he heard Lin Zhaoxue's words: "Excuse me, Manager Lin, do you have 50-year-old rhubarb?"

"have."

Lin Zhaoxue's heart flashed as she wanted to tease Zhou Ze: "But are you sure you want to buy it?"

"The boss is in business and I am a customer, so why not." Zhou Ze replied.

Seeing Zhou Ze being so serious in front of his wife, Guo Dali couldn't hold back his laughter.

"I said, Master and Master, why are you two so serious?"

Swish!

Suddenly two murderous eyes looked at Guo Dali, and Guo Dali quickly closed his mouth.

"Didn't you say you don't want to see me?" Lin Zhaoxue's expression was a little playful.

Zhou Ze spread his hands helplessly: "Boss, I'm here to buy medicinal materials."

"But what if I don't want to sell it to you." Lin Zhaoxue put her hands behind her back and winked at Zhou Ze.

"Then I don't want it."

Zhou Ze turned around, but was pulled back by Lin Zhaoxue: "Buy, sell, sell, how can you have a reason to come to the door and not do it?"

"How to sell it?"

"Li Hui, go get the 50-year-old rhubarb from the shelf inside." Lin Zhaoxue said to a short and fat man.

Zhou Ze recognized that Li Hui was the person he met that day who had a conflict with Lin Zhaoxue.

Sure enough, after receiving Lin Zhaoxue's order, Li Hui mumbled and walked inside.

This guy is so ambitious.

Because Lin Zhaoxue had her back to Li Hui, she didn't notice his movements and just looked at Zhou Ze with a proud smile.

In her eyes, she finally made Zhou Ze deflate in front of her for a while.

This feeling couldn't be more pleasurable.

After a while, Li Hui came back.

It's just that he didn't hold the rhubarb in his hand, but instead brought a group of people.

"Shop manager, please take a look."

Li Hui laughed evilly, and then motioned to the employees behind him to lift the cover on the tray.

“Fifty-year-old rhubarb is among them.”

"What do you mean? Do you still want me to find him?" Lin Zhaoxue was extremely dissatisfied with this Li Hui.

The bigger aspect is that Li Hui belongs to the third uncle!

"Not the store manager." Li Hui's face was gloomy: "I am older and my eyesight is a little blurry. I can't tell which rhubarb is from the 1950s..."

"Are you kidding me?" Lin Zhaoxue sneered: "Isn't there a year mark under each tray?"

"Don't make any noise." Zhou Ze took Lin Zhaoxue's arm.

Looking at Li Hui, Zhou Ze smiled: "I think this gentleman wants me to identify which one is from the 1950s."

"Sir, you misunderstood. How could you recognize him?" Li Hui smiled at Zhou Ze.

After all, he was only targeting Lin Zhaoxue, so as he was profit-oriented, he would naturally not offend his customers and shoot himself in the foot.

"That's right." A female clerk held a plate behind Li Hui and commented: "It doesn't matter what year they are, they all look exactly the same!"

"That's right, even those of us who have been working here wouldn't recognize it without looking at the markings on the tray."

"Butler Li is a little bit targeted at the store manager..."

"What are you mumbling about?" Li Hui scolded him.

Zhou Ze smiled faintly: "Little girl, please come over here."

The little girl who just started talking was stunned: "Are you talking about me?"

"Yes, it's you."

Looking at Zhou Ze's smiling face, Lin Zhaoxue's anger towards Zhou Ze increased even more.

Although he treats everyone with a smile, he treats me with a bad face.

"Sir, what are you doing?" The little girl dragged the plate forward.

"What's your name?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Xiaoqing."

"Xiao Qing, wrap up the rhubarb on your plate. I want this." Zhou Ze pointed to the tray in front of Xiao Qing.

"This? Sir, do you want to take a look? If it is not the year you want, the packaging may damage the spirituality of the medicinal materials." Xiaoqing reminded.

Li Hui sneered: "You're such an amateur, do you really think you'll be handsome just by pointing a finger?"

Hearing Li Hui muttering in a low voice, Zhou Ze ignored him, looked at Xiao Qing politely and said, "Wrap it up."

"Store manager..."

Xiaoqing looked at Lin Zhaoxue.

Lin Zhaoxue nodded and said, "Wrap it up."

"Wrap it up?" Li Hui shouted: "If it's not the year he wants after wrapping it up, what should he do if he withdraws?!"

"Then give him back."

"What you said is strange, Manager Lin, how do you calculate the refund, and how do you calculate the spiritual energy that was lost due to packaging?!" Li Hui was aggressive.

Lin Zhaoxue couldn't help but retorted angrily: "It's all on me!"

"Okay! This is what you said!" Li Hui said: "I will report the truth to the master and accuse you of your failed behavior!"

"as you like!"

"You two, can you stop arguing for now?" Seeing the two of them arguing at such a close distance, Zhou Ze finally found a chance to interrupt.

"Is there a possibility that the rhubarb I picked is a 50-year-old rhubarb?"

"Absolutely impossible." Li Hui turned around and said, "Sir, here are ten plates of rhubarb from different years, all of which look exactly the same. What if you guessed it right and I will give it to you directly?"

Hearing this, the clerk with many trays behind him pursed his lips and smiled.

Although Lin Zhaoxue knew Zhou Ze's identity, she did not agree that he could tell the age of the medicinal materials at a glance.

"Don't worry, even if you guess wrong, the loss is not yours."

"Why do you have to be so serious?" Zhou Ze said helplessly: "Xiaoqing, just lift the plate above your head and take a look at the year."

"Then sir, didn't you mean to wrap it up directly..." Xiaoqing said softly.

"What's the difference?" Zhou Ze shrugged: "They are all from the fifties anyway."

"This gentleman is really good at joking. How could someone be able to tell the age of Chinese medicinal materials at a glance?" Li Hui said with a smile.

But when Xiaoqing raised the plate, he couldn't laugh anymore.

I saw the three characters "Fifty Years" engraved on the bottom of the plate Xiaoqing was holding with both hands!

"this…"

Xiaoqing was also shocked, staring at Zhou Ze with her eyes.

"It's just a coincidence!" Li Huigui shouted.

"Since you said it was a coincidence, it's better to be like this." Zhou Ze touched his chin, and then another clerk pointed his finger and said, "Thirty years."

The plate was lifted.

"Thirty years!"

"Guessed it right again!" Xiaoqing said in surprise.

Lin Zhaoxue also looked at Zhou Ze in shock.

Zhou Ze curled his lips at Xiaoqing: "What do you mean you guessed it right again? I obviously saw it, okay?"

"Okay, Dali, take the rhubarb and let's go." Zhou Ze waved his hand.

Li Hui stopped Zhou Ze: "Sir, the price of rhubarb in the past fifty years..."

"Didn't you give it to me?" Zhou Ze smiled and replied, "Thank you."

"I was just joking." Li Hui looked embarrassed and gritted his teeth and said, "The price of rhubarb from this exact year is not cheap."

"Really!"

Zhou Ze nodded: "Thank you very much, Butler Li."