Ma Jinying also brought another piece of news to Meng Haisheng.

Lang Chen could only pay in cash for the first two days. Later, when he didn't have enough money, he followed his example and wrote IOUs to the villagers.

Meng Haisheng curled his lips and showed a wicked smile on his face.

This is the effect he wanted.

When Lang Chen first collected Bupleurum, Meng Haisheng misled Liang Xiaocui and said that adding a little small Bupleurum would be fine.

After Bupleurum is chopped, it is the same.

He said to keep half and half, and then he said that the price he paid here is high, so the quality must be better controlled, and the small Bupleurum is definitely not wanted.

Liang Xiaocui was a chatterbox, and within a day, several versions of this statement were spread.

The villagers were naturally quick-witted, and finally it evolved into mixing big and small Bupleurum.

Later, some Bupleurum with dirt was a small matter, and there were also people who had bad consciences and directly mixed half-dry Bupleurum with dry Bupleurum.

If Lang Chen could have discovered and stopped it at that time, he could have stopped the loss in time.

Unfortunately, Lang Chen knew nothing about the Bupleurum business.

He didn't even come to see Meng Haisheng's standard for collecting Bupleurum, and he just confusedly collected unlimited quantities.

The amount of Bupleurum he collected was naturally very considerable. If he had kept it in his hands, he would probably go bankrupt.

It's okay to defy the will of heaven, but it's impossible to survive the consequences of one's own actions.

He wanted to see how Lang Chen would end up.

Meng Haisheng counted the amount of Bupleurum he collected.

The total amount did not change, but the individual amounts of him, Meng Daniu and Meng Hailian increased a lot.

2,400 kilograms, of which he alone had 600 kilograms, Meng Daniu 300, and Meng Hailian 320 kilograms.

Meng Guanghe also went to dig, but not much, only 50 kilograms.

Meng Guangjun and the other two had 260 kilograms this time, which was also a lot.

It seems that everyone knows that digging Bupleurum is profitable, and it's a life-and-death struggle.

However, as more and more people were digging for bupleurum, the bupleurum on the mountain near the village would soon be gone, and everyone could only go deep into the mountains.

Meng Haisheng loaded the car and headed for the county hospital.

He went to deliver the salad first. When he came out of Haiqing Town, Meng Haisheng looked back and saw two young men on bicycles following him from a distance.

When he first came out of Muping Town, he noticed these two young men who were dressed in fancy clothes and had big back hair.

He didn't drive the tractor very fast, especially when he encountered a village, because the road was not easy to walk on. There were two times when the two young men could obviously overtake him, but they didn't overtake and stayed far behind his car.

Later, the road was easy to walk on, and he stepped on the accelerator, and they pedaled their bicycles to chase him again.

After repeating the experiment twice, Meng Haisheng knew that he was being targeted.

Even with his toes, he knew that these two people were probably related to Lang Chen.

Sitting on the tractor, Meng Haisheng showed a wicked smile on his face.

He had not dealt with Huang Ming until today.

Huang Ming was the most bullying, and these people who wanted to deliver medicinal materials to the Chinese medicine hospital were afraid that they would be bullied to death by Huang Ming.

When the tractor got on the national highway, Meng Haisheng stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

The two young men following him pedaled their bicycles desperately, fearing that they would be lost.

"Is Meng Haisheng crazy? He stepped on the accelerator so happily. Isn't it burning oil?"

The young man in the blue striped shirt complained while pedaling his bicycle.

"I don't know if he burned oil or not, but I'm almost going to the crematorium now. I'm so tired."

The other young man was sweating profusely and was a little out of breath when he spoke.

Meng Haisheng rushed for a while, then slowly slowed down. He repeated this several times. The two young men following his tractor wanted to die.

Meng Haisheng had almost finished playing, so he delivered all the salads and turned a corner to the Chinese medicine hospital.

He timed it very accurately. Before the tractor could be turned off, the Dongfeng truck entered the backyard of the Chinese Medicine Hospital.

Meng Haisheng got out of the car with a smile and went forward to greet Huang Ming.

Huang Ming felt a severe toothache when he saw Meng Haisheng coming on time again.

"Brother Huang, smoke. It's so hot. Can you help me find a few workers to unload the truck together? That way I can leave earlier."

Huang Ming took the cigarette handed over by Meng Haisheng and responded sullenly.

He exchanged a few words with Meng Haisheng with a fake smile, and then called the Dongfeng truck driver to the office for tea and chat.

Meng Haisheng came so many times that the workers who collected medicinal materials became familiar with him.

He passed out cigarettes, and everyone talked and laughed. In a short while, they unloaded a whole truck of Bupleurum.

Huang Ming didn't even come to inspect the goods himself this time, but asked the workers to help inspect the goods for overweight.

He only looked at the approval slip.He didn't even go to the finance department to sign, and let the workers run errands.

The two young men who followed Meng Haisheng felt that they had hidden well, but they didn't know that Meng Haisheng had seen all this.

"It turns out that Meng Haisheng sent Bupleurum to the Chinese Medicine Hospital. I was wondering how could anyone in this shabby place buy Bupleurum for one dollar."

The man in the blue shirt stretched his neck and looked hard at Huang Ming's office.

"Let's go, let's tell the boss that Lang Chen has collected more than 2,600 kilograms of Bupleurum. If we can sell all of it, we brothers will make a fortune."

The two young men were very happy to see that Meng Haisheng bought Bupleurum so easily. Even if he made a dime or two per kilogram, it would be a lot of money.

Meng Haisheng got the money from selling Bupleurum very smoothly.

He came out of the Chinese Medicine Hospital, but he didn't rush to leave, but found a place to stop the tractor.

"Haisheng, what are you doing? Aren't we going home?"

Meng Hailian looked at Meng Haisheng strangely.

"You'll know in a minute. We didn't eat much in the morning. I'll treat you to wontons."

"A bowl of wontons is not cheap. If you want to eat, let's go home and eat."

Meng Daniu was reluctant to spend so much money.

"Brother Daniu, I'll treat you. Come quickly."

The streets near the Chinese medicine hospital are full of various snack stalls.

Meng Haisheng randomly chose one to sit down and ordered three bowls of wontons.

Just as they were eating wontons, they saw Lang Chen and Qu Fang driving a tractor and pulling a full truck of Bupleurum into the backyard of the Chinese medicine hospital.

"Haisheng, look, is that Lang Chen?"

Meng Hailian saw Meng Haisheng always looking at the backyard of the Chinese medicine hospital, and he couldn't help but look there.

"It's Lang Chen."

Meng Haisheng took a sip of wonton soup and responded.

"I was wondering why this guy suddenly took Chaihu. He knew we were sending Chaihu to the Chinese Medicine Hospital."

Meng Daniu, who had just been drinking wontons, suddenly looked up and looked at Meng Haisheng with confusion.

"How did Lang Chen know? Did he come to ask himself?"

"If he had that kind of brain, he wouldn't be coming to the Chinese Medicine Hospital to send Chaihu now."

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