The boss is five and a half years old, and wealthy families are vying for his favor.

Chapter 25 Qiong Chan

[Did I hear the word rare again?]

[Qing what? 】

【Jiang Wan once again said something I didn't know】

[I don't even know how to Baidu]

"Qiong, cicada." Jiang Wan saw the question in the barrage and wrote the word "Qiong cicada" in the air with her finger. After writing, she paused and turned to look at Jiang Lian: "Third brother, did I write it correctly? ?”

Today she was wearing a light yellow tutu skirt and a cream-yellow fisherman's hat. It just so happened that the mission backpack given out by the program crew was also in the shape of a yellow chicken. Jiang Lian's eyes revealed a somewhat unconventional "love" , like a mother chicken looking at her cubs.

"That's right. Wanwan, what is Qiongchan?"

"It is a round insect that looks like a cocoon. It always lies in the ground and sleeps. It takes many years to crawl out and shed its shell. Some people also call it Qiong silkworm. Its color is white, but it will glow under the moonlight. Disappear!"

Jiang Wan still remembers the first time she saw Qiongchan when she was a child, "Its color changes with the moonlight, so you can't see Qiongchan under the moon."

The old woman's thin but warm palm seemed to be still on top of her head. The unsmiling woman rarely showed a gentle look when talking about Qiong Chan:

"...Qiong is the moon. Qiong cicada comes from the moon and listens to the sound of the land for the immortals on the moon. After they bask in the moonlight, they can return to the moon."

【What a romantic story】

[Baidu can't reach it at all]

[So is it a rare species?]

[Old player Fu Mingchun rewarded an airship: Kid Jiang Wan, are you willing to resell Qiong Chan? 】

The barrage was silent for a full ten seconds, and then filled with words like a flood:

【It’s a real person!It's a real person!It's a real person! 】

[Shit, after Professor Yang, is it Mr. Fu again? 】

[So Qiong Chan is really a super rare and super rare medicinal material, right!Fu Lao! 】

[Old national player Fu Mingchun: Yes, Qiongchan is very precious]

[Old national player Fu Mingchun: I am willing to sincerely ask for a piece at a price of 15]

[absolutely, absolutely, absolutely]

[My mother asked me why I was kneeling to watch the live broadcast]

[Spent 300 yuan and bought millions of things]

[Rare species are found wherever you go. God chases them and feeds them]

[The boss just now would be furious if he knew about it]

Jiang Lian was very surprised. Mr. Fu was over 90 years old and the president of the Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine. In the past two years, he represented the country in the International Pharmaceutical Exchange Competition and promoted and rectified the name of traditional Chinese medicine, so he was popular among the people. Extremely popular.

But Jiang Wan didn't know the identity of the old man, she refused bluntly: "I won't sell it, this is a gift I want to give to my family."

Immediately someone accused Jiang Wan of being ignorant in the barrage, Jiang Wan frowned, and wanted to refute unconvinced, Fu Mingchun asked again: [Children Jiang Wan, do you understand the medicinal properties of Qiong Chan]

"Warm and slightly bitter in nature, it can help yang and warm the kidneys, fight inflammation and prevent cancer, and has miraculous effects on treating qi stagnation and blood stasis." Jiang Wan blurted out.

[Fu Mingchun: If there are nodules and lumps, can Qiongchan be used as medicine? 】

"Where are the nodules? Where are the lumps? Different medicines are suitable for different symptoms. If you want to reduce the swelling, you have to go to Qiongchan." Jiang Wan persuaded him wordlessly: "Mr. Fu, please go to him if you are sick. A regular doctor, I don’t sell medicine in my live broadcast room.”

She was so serious that it made people gasp.

The photographer's hands were shaking and the camera was shaking slightly.

Jiang Lian didn't even have time to explain Fu Mingchun's identity to Jiang Wan, so he couldn't laugh or cry.

The barrage was also in chaos, Jiang Wan didn't look at it at all, she put Qiong Chan away, and waved to Jiang Lian, and when Jiang Lian squatted down, she whispered in his ear: "Third brother, the Tianshan Mountain that was sold by that person just now Xuelian is always inferior and I am afraid that someone will be deceived. Is there any way to prevent that person from deceiving others?"

The last time in the Forest Park, Jiang Wan thought she was whispering to Jiang Jie, but in fact it was broadcast through the microphone. This time Jiang Wan learned to cover her own microphone - but she did not cover Jiang Lian's.

Every word she said was clearly transmitted through the live broadcast room.

Just next to the stall just now, customers who want to buy Tianshan Snow Lotus are still haggling over the price. The passers-by who are watching the show are curious to watch the live broadcast.

The stall owner heard everything Jiang Wan said word for word.

"Qiong Chan! That's my Qiong Chan!" The stall owner stamped his feet anxiously and roared: "How many millions do you think it's worth? How many millions do you think it is!"

The passer-by who was grabbed by his collar dared not speak.

"She bought them all for only 300 yuan!" The stall owner's eyes turned red, "It's too much, too much! I'm going to get it back! She's a fraud!"

The passers-by looked at each other in blank dismay. Although Jiang Wan's actions were not very benevolent, it was obvious that the stall owner himself could not recognize Qiong Chan.

At this time, I heard Jiang Wan say again: "...the Tianshan snow lotus that that person sells are all shoddy..."

The stall owner's angry expression suddenly froze. The customer who had just paid for Tianshan snow lotus was dumbfounded. He bought ten of them with a big sum of money and spent more than 8 yuan!

"You're a fraud!" the guest yelled. "Police! Someone here is selling fake medicine!"

There happened to be auxiliary police patrolling not far away, and the stall owner saw that the situation was not good, so he ran away.

After sprinting [-] meters, a small bright yellow figure appeared in front of his eyes.

Jiang Wan and the photographer stood there waiting for Jiang Lian, who went to find the auxiliary police.

Unprepared, Jiang Wan was picked up by the waist, and her big hands locked her neck.

The stall owner: "Give me back Qiongchan! How could you cheat Qiongchan out of my hand like that! Give me the money! If you are in charge of 200 million or 300 million, give it all to me!"

He has lost his mind, and his eyes are full of the millions he paid out with 300 yuan.

Jiang Wan felt it was difficult to breathe. She slapped the man's arm hard and her face turned red.

"Wanwan!" Jiang Lian rushed toward them, and the stall owner shouted sternly: "Don't come over! Or I'll strangle her to death!"

Jiang Lian once faced two robbers with knives with his bare hands. At that time, he was not afraid, but the kidnapper in front of him did not have a knife in his hand, but he had a treasure that made him dare not act rashly!

"Huh...huh..." Jiang Wan struggled vigorously, touching the cuff of her left hand with her right hand, and the silver light shone slightly——

In the nick of time, Jiang Lian pounced on the opponent without hesitation, and Jiang Wan also held the needle, raised her hand and stabbed back fiercely!

Jiang Lian hugged Jiang Wan, and kicked the stall owner away. The stall owner screamed and covered his left cheek. The silver needle penetrated into a knuckle, and blood gushed out.

Jiang Wan lay in Jiang Lian's arms in shock.

She was still worried about meeting Brother Hui, so before going out this morning, she took a silver needle from the sewing box where Jiang Lian helped her mend her small backpack and hid it on her body.

And now, how to explain it?

The sudden change made everyone unable to recover, until someone shouted: "He's dead——"