Chapter 106

Ding Ning was worried. He thought he had a million in his hand and could do whatever he wanted.

Unexpectedly, on a whim, I wanted to cultivate cuihui and some rare rainforest herbs. I couldn't get three or four million without a basic environment alone.

This is the premise that the land property right belongs to Lingfei. Otherwise, plus the land lease fee, it can't come down without $5 million.

Ding Ning calculated that the capital gap was about 2 million yuan, and the maintenance cost after operation also needed more than 100000 yuan per month, which meant that he had to make money in the future.

Ling Fei has more than one million in his hand, which is given to him by the man who secretly helped them in recent years. They don't need any money at ordinary times, so they want to give it to Ding Ning.

Ding Ning refused. Not to mention that more than one million yuan was not enough. Even if it was enough, he was embarrassed to use their money.

Originally, he wanted to plant some rainforest herbs for his own dispensing, but now he has a new idea.

Since the investment is so large, it is simply to do it as an industry. He needs to go to southern Yunnan again to transplant a batch of medicinal materials with high medicinal value.

Those wild rare medicinal materials are basically priceless. Even if they are auctioned, each one can be sold at a high price of tens of millions.

His biggest advantage is that not many people dare to enter the primeval forest, but he can come and go freely.

The natural treasure house there is equivalent to his back garden, in which the resources are inexhaustible, which is more than enough to support the planting base.

After the transplanted herbs have formed a certain scale in the breeding base, they can be processed into products and sold out to form the final profit.

What he wants to sell is not raw materials, but products made from these herbs. The prescription in his hand is the most core value of this industrial chain.

But that is the follow-up plan. The immediate priority is to find a way to make money to build the base, so that it can operate normally and become a transit base.

He believed that if he spoke with Mr. Hu and Mr. Zhang, the money was not a problem at all. Even if he opened his mouth with Mr. Shen MuQing, it could be easily solved.

However, he has never been in the habit of asking someone to borrow money. He took out the herb bag he brought back from the rainforest and planned to sell the herbs in his hand in exchange for start-up funds.

Although the medicine in the bag had dried up, he used a special method to preserve it. The effect was not lost. He could still sell the price. After greeting Ling Fei and Chu Yunna, Ding Ning packed the cart with herbs and drove to Town God's Temple, Ninghai.

Located in Jing Pu District, Town God's Temple, Ninghai, is not far from Ninghai University and Changjiang hospital. It is one of the most prosperous commercial tourist areas in Ninghai.

Under the detailed planning of Ninghai government, around this landmark building, it radiates in all directions to form various commercial streets.

There is a snack street, Chinese herbal medicine wholesale market, clothing wholesale market, antique calligraphy and painting street, Ninghai specialty firm, handicrafts street, bar street and so on.

An hour later, Ding Ning appeared in the wholesale market of traditional Chinese medicine.

Because the Ninghai government wants to build a commercial tourist center around Town God's Temple scenic spots, so the characteristic streets near here, even later construction, all have Town God's Temple's ancient architectural style.

Chinese herbal medicine wholesale market is no exception. It is said to be a wholesale market, but it is actually a street with antique shops on both sides.

The roadside trees on both sides of the street are full of green and shady. The street is paved with bluestone slabs as a whole, neat and clean, which looks full of the vicissitudes of history.

The architectural style of the shop is coordinated and unified. The three storey building with red walls and yellow tiles is antique. You can smell a strong smell of medicine from a long distance.

The first floor is a shop, the second floor is an office for business negotiation, and the third floor is a rest place. Of course, it can also temporarily store some small but extremely rare medicinal materials.

This street is just the front door of the shop. In fact, behind each small building, there is a courtyard as the warehouse. The courtyard has a special gate to facilitate the transportation of medicinal materials.

It was at 10:00 in the morning that medicine merchants from all over the world shuttled back and forth among the major shops, ready to buy or sell the medicine in their hands. The bargaining voice went up and down, and it was a scene of great enthusiasm.

Instead of stopping in front of these shops with gold lettered plaques, Ding Ning went straight to the pilot auction house, the only eight storey building at the east end of the medicinal material market.

The pilot auction house is located at the intersection of the herbal medicine market and the antique street, with special appraisal experts.

When some antique merchants and medicine merchants are not sure about some antique calligraphy and painting or medicine, they will spend a certain fee to ask identification experts to help identify, which leads to the popularity of identification experts in pilot auction house.

Of course, the main business of the auction house is auction. There are things they can see. They don't mind buying at a fair price and then auctioning to make a profit.

Ding Ning has no time to wait for the auction house to auction. He plans to directly take out the medicinal materials for the appraiser to identify, and then directly let the auction house buy them.

Although this did not bring much money to participate in the auction, it saved him a lot of time, and he could not lose much. At least once the auction house liked it, the price was definitely more reasonable than those shops.

Entering the door is a hall of 3000 square meters, which is divided into two parts by a glass partition. In the partition window, there are appraisers.

It is similar to the way banks handle business. There is an automatic number taking machine at the door. Those who come to do business should take the number first, and who can go forward to handle business after waiting for their number.

Ding Ning reached for a number, 00987. He looked at the neon display above the lower grid. Now he is handling business. The last number is 00953.

This means that there are more than 30 people waiting before him. He doesn't care. He sits down in the lounge chair specially prepared for customers and takes out his mobile phone and sends text messages to Lingyun to pass the time.

After the two broke through the last layer of relationship, Ling Yun, who had no taboos, seemed to be more vegetarian. The explicit content of the short message simply broke through the sky.

Ding Ning's mouth was dry and his evil fire ran up. He wanted to rush to the hospital to circle and fork the dirty women a hundred times.

At this time, dozens of people roared in. A fat man with a sweating head shouted loudly and shouted that the gambling rose. Old Liu came to help see how much the jade was worth and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

From a nearby office, an old man with gray hair wearing thick lenses said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, did you gamble up?"

"Old Liu, I don't have this life. The brother gambled up. The girl and I both paid $3.5 million. The brother said he would sell it to anyone who paid $5 million. I'm not sure with the girl, so let me ask you to give me a long eye. No matter who the brother and brother sold the emerald to in the end, the appraisal fee will be counted on my fat man."

The fat man weighed more than two hundred kilograms. He even gasped for breath. He kept wiping his sweat. He showed great respect to the old Liu and looked respectful.

Ding Ning subconsciously looked at it, and suddenly his eyes lit up. The brother who gambled up, as the fat man said, was a young man of about 30 years old. Looking at his famous brand and the count watch on his wrist, he was obviously a master without money. No wonder the gambling up also seemed very calm and calm, but the corners of his mouth tilted slightly to show a faint smile.

But it was not him that attracted Ding Ning's attention, but a woman who the young man always stole his eyes to see. It should be the girl who the fat man said competed with him.

The woman is about twenty-five or six years old. Her black hair flows down her waist like ink. She is wearing a finely tailored black-and-white short sleeved casual dress. Her round neck shows a clear and beautiful collarbone. Her black hip wrapped skirt and leggings are properly lined with slender legs. Her white thin high-heeled cool boots are simple and square. She is wearing a Patek Philippe watch on her snow-white wrist.

Deep eyes like black crystal, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes, white flawless skin, light red powder, thin lips like rose petals, delicate and dripping, just like a graceful woman in ink painting.

But her temperament and appearance formed a strange contradictory contrast. The whole person was like ice, emitting cold from the inside out. It was cold and palpitating, and even the surrounding temperature seemed to begin to drop.

She just stood there, like a cold current flowing quietly, slowly spreading in everyone's heart.

No matter how many people around her were watching her, she was like alone in an empty field. The cold corners of her eyes and eyebrows all exuded the cold breath of strangers.

Pride, the first impression she gave Ding Ning was pride. She was like a high queen, overlooking all sentient beings without any emotion. No one could shake her will, and no one could attract her attention.

Different from Xiao Nuo's external cold and internal heat, and Lingyun's female man type queen, this is a queen with a real super aura.

No wonder the rich young man didn't have the courage to chat up when he peeped at her. Even the group of people next to him dared to peep and appreciate, but no one dared to approach. He kept a distance of more than one meter away from her very consciously.

Ding Ning was excited, just like beating chicken blood. His eyes were shining and eager, as if he saw the most delicious prey, and a strong desire to conquer kept rising.

He never denied that he was a queen, not only to prove himself, but also that conquering a queen would make him feel very successful.

The woman seemed to notice his hot eyes and glanced at him carelessly. Her good-looking eyebrows were just a little frown, and she recovered her eternal iceberg face.

A nice looking boy, but that's all. There's nothing surprising. Compared with the buzzing flies around her from childhood to adulthood, he can't lift a small spray. He's not qualified to let her have a more look.

Ignoring, he was totally ignored. Instead of being depressed, Ding Ning's blood was boiling. NIMA, this is the real queen. How challenging!

It was only now that we met for the first time. The process of conquest was still very long and long. Ding Ning, who didn't want to make a bad impression on the queen at first sight, immediately turned his attention to other places.

With the comments of the surrounding people, he understood the general situation clearly. The emotional antique industry is not only antique calligraphy and painting and some old objects, but also the game of gambling stone.

The second master once told him about gambling. He always thought that gambling was only available in the border cities in southern Yunnan. Unexpectedly, there was gambling in Ninghai.

This gave him a great boost. Gambling stone, one knife is poor, one knife is rich, and one knife wears linen; Crazy people sell, crazy people buy, and crazy people wait.

Among the people playing with raw stones in southern Yunnan, there is always such a popular doggerel, which is enough to explain the gambler's psychology.