Chapter 1380: Kicking the gym
"Sit down quickly and let me see what's going on."
Chen Houde was very grateful to hear Zhang Pin's efforts to smooth things over.
Because of A Wei's incident, Chen Houde really felt that he owed A Ling's two siblings, so he couldn't care less about A Ling's attitude.
"Ah, honey, you're hurt."
When Ah Ling heard that she said her foot was broken, she immediately stopped caring about being angry with Chen Houde and turned to care about Zhang Pin.
Ajie next to him saw A Ling's worried look, and his whole mood became gloomy. For a moment, he felt as if the sky had fallen.
"Be patient, it will hurt a little from bone setting."
Chen Houde quickly figured out that Zhang Pin had a dislocated ankle joint, which was a minor problem, so he was ready to take action directly.
"Honey, how about we go to the hospital."
A Ling obviously couldn't trust Chen Houde's skills.
"It's okay. Didn't he say it was just a minor problem?"
Zhang Pin's joint dislocation was actually caused by him. In fact, he could reset it himself. He just wanted to ease the embarrassing situation before letting Chen Houde take action.
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault for running around. I didn't know you were injured, so I thought you might not handle the matter so quickly."
A Ling looked at Zhang Pin with an apologetic look.
The reason why she didn't take the initiative to call Zhang Pin was because what happened before was so big, and since Zhang Pin was involved, he would be very busy for a long time.
That's why I thought of taking advantage of this time to find a bodyguard for myself, which could be regarded as a disguised form of relief for Zhang Pin.
As a result, Zhang Pin was injured and came to look for her. A Ling was immediately moved.
Kacha——
"Okay, take a bottle of active oil back and rub it for five minutes every day before going to bed. The swelling will subside in up to three days. However, during this week, try not to walk too much."
Chen Houde, among other things, as a martial artist, his bone-setting skills are absolutely top-notch.
The moment Zhang Pin and A Ling were talking, Chen Houde seized the opportunity and helped him reset his ankle joint.
"Very good, how much?"
Zhang Pin moved his feet and after making sure there was no problem, he nodded and prepared to pay and leave with A Ling.
After all, the two of them are still a little embarrassed here, so it would be better not to see each other.
"Hey, it's nothing, no need for money."
Chen Houde waved his hand with a simple smile on his face, obviously not planning to accept Zhang Pin's money.
"How can that be done? You can't give less."
Zhang Pin was not short of money, and he also knew that A Ling would definitely not be willing to accept Chen Houde's kindness.
So he took out a bunch of money from his pocket, took out five one-hundred-dollar bills, and put them directly on the counter.
Because he didn't know how much Chen Houde's medical expenses were, Zhang Pin was worried that he would accidentally pay less, so he simply paid more.
Five hundred dollars is enough to go to the hospital for a minor surgery.
"No, it doesn't need to be so much. If you want to give it, just give it twenty dollars. Ten dollars is the cost of bone setting, and ten dollars is the cost of active oil."
When Chen Houde saw the bundle of money in Zhang Pin's hand, his eyes straightened up.
If he read it correctly, it was a full ten thousand dollars.
You know, the total annual income of middle-class families in America today is estimated to be just over 20,000 US dollars.
He opened Bao Zhilin, and after one year of operation, he might not be able to save US$10,000, excluding costs.
After seeing Zhang Pin put five hundred dollars on the table, he immediately shook his head, indicating that it was too much.
"Well, it doesn't matter. You have a lot of medicinal wine here. Why don't you give me the extra money and convert it into a medicinal bar."
Zhang Pin actually noticed the medicinal wine in the room when he entered the room.
America has not done much research on traditional Chinese medicine at this time. Because of this, some very precious things in traditional Chinese medicine are obviously not expensive here.
This is actually cheaper for Chen Houde.
In his medicinal wine jar, there were not only bear paws and tiger bones, but also various whips that looked sizable at first sight.
In addition to the animal spare parts, Zhang Pin also saw a ginseng filled with long whiskers, probably as thick as a radish, inside a blanket.
"Hey, you have good eyesight. These are good things. Foreigners don't know the goods. They were very cheap when I bought them. I will pack some for you. If you taste them and it works well, come back to me to get them."< br>
Chen Houde was very happy when he heard that Zhang Pin was interested in medicinal wine.
To say that he was alone in his family, he had made a name for himself in Luoji Mountain by relying on the apprentices he had taught before. This was why he found himself in such an embarrassing situation that he could hardly even pay the rent.
The reason is because I saw that many of America's most precious things in the eyes of traditional Chinese medicine are cheap.
So Chen Houde thought he had discovered a business opportunity, and at the same time, with the intention of not wasting it, he spent a lot of money and energy to produce a lot of medicinal wine.
Chen Houde had a good idea at the beginning. He felt that these medicinal wines were filled with real ingredients, and buyers would naturally be in short supply.
But when the medicinal wine was ready and started to be sold, Chen Houde was dumbfounded.
There are no buyers for these medicinal wines.
Those foreigners have no interest in liquor. They prefer to drink wine or champagne.
And even some foreigners who are willing to drink liquor, after seeing the dead animals and plants soaked in it, are not sensitive to these things. Naturally, these people cannot become Chen Houde's customers.
It stands to reason that since foreigners don't buy them, there are many Chinese or Asians in Luoji Mountain, and everyone's culture is the same, so they should naturally know the value of these medicinal wines.
Many of these people really believe in these medicinal wines, especially the old Chinese, who believe deeply in these things.
In fact, Chen Houde was able to settle down in America because of these parents.
But there is a very real problem when it comes to medicinal alcohol.
What can I say about Chen Houde's martial arts and medical skills? After all, he still has a very deep threshold. Even if ordinary people know a few tricks or know some Chinese medicine, they don't have the reputation that Chen Houde gained through his apprenticeship, so they can't compete with him.
But making medicinal wine is different.
Since these tiger bones, bear bile, American ginseng and the like are very cheap, Chen Houde can buy them, and of course other Chinese can also buy them.
And this thing actually has no technical content. If others brew it themselves and drink it, the ingredients may be more solid than what Chen Houde brews. The reason why Chen Houde rented such a large storefront was because the professional consultant who introduced him to the house was too beautiful, which made him go crazy and make impulsive purchases.
Another point is to let go of the fact that he also brewed so many medicinal wines that could not be sold because of his enthusiasm.
Now that he finally met Zhang Pin, who seemed to know the goods, Chen Houde was as happy as anything.
"Well, yes, give me more. I want to know if this thing is effective. Hey, why don't you give me the one with American ginseng in it? How much do you think it will cost?"
Zhang Pin himself has traditional kung fu skills, so he naturally knows that these medicinal wines have some effect.
And the one with the best effect in this room is naturally the radish-sized American ginseng.
"Wow, you have good taste. Since you know the goods, I won't exaggerate. You can take it for a fixed price of two thousand US dollars. When I bought this American ginseng, I spent fifteen hundred US dollars. This I’ll just charge you a little bit of hard work every time.”
Chen Houde originally thought that these medicinal wines were going to fall on his hands, but when he heard that Zhang Pin was interested in American ginseng soaked wine, he really didn't ask for a high price, and was immediately ready to pay for whatever he could.
Buying a stick of American ginseng for US$1,500 sounds expensive, and it seems like someone is being taken advantage of.
However, four of the five people present were Chinese, so they naturally understood how precious ginseng was.
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Although the only Dora has a white face, she is also a China expert, so when she heard Chen Houde's quotation, even A Ling, who had objections to him, did not say that he was exaggerating.
If one thousand five hundred U.S. dollars were converted into RMB, according to the current exchange rate, it would be close to fifteen thousand yuan. This is definitely a huge sum of money.
But looking at the size of this ginseng, especially the old tree-like stem at the top, Zhang Pin's knowledge of pharmacology can probably estimate that this ginseng must have grown for more than a hundred years.
This kind of ginseng that is more than a hundred years old is definitely at the level of treasure.
Speaking of which, the reason why the price of ginseng has not gone crazy these days is thanks to the emergence of American ginseng.
America and China are located in the northern hemisphere and the southern hemisphere. They happen to be opposite each other, so the climate and the like are actually very similar.
Because of this, ginseng, which grows in some rare places in the mainland, also has suitable places for growth in America.
Even because most of America is in the Great Plains, and the land is vast and sparsely populated, the ginseng here is actually much larger than that in the mainland.
When America's ginseng first entered the market, the price of ginseng from the mainland was almost reduced to cabbage prices.
In order to retain respect and sell their ginseng at a high price, those people used the so-called geographical environment to affect the efficacy of the medicine. At the same time, they also named the ginseng from outside as American ginseng.
Zhang Pin is not obsessed with the idea that ginseng from Baishan is the best. As long as America's ginseng is old enough, the effect will naturally be good.
When he saw the medicinal wine made by Chen Houde, he remembered that in addition to earning US dollars, he actually had a lot of good things to get in America.
"Okay, then wrap it up for me so it doesn't get damaged."
Zhang Pin did not bargain with Chen Houde, but directly agreed to the other party's quotation, and then motioned to the other party to pack the things quickly and take the things away.
"Jie Bao, help me quickly. Boss, please wait a moment. Sit down for a moment. I'll serve you some good tea. This is a good gift from an old friend. It's a waste for me to drink it myself. You just have a taste."
When Chen Houde saw that he had made such a big deal today, he was so happy that he didn't notice that Ajie on the side, who had only a little persistence after seeing Zhang Pin take out a large sum of money, completely It just disappeared.
Ajie originally thought that he might have some hope with A Ling.
But now that Zhang Pin, who is taller, more handsome, richer than him, and has a higher status than him, appears, Ajie naturally knows that he is 100% hopeless.
"Oh, okay."
Knowing that he shouldn't have any fantasies about A Ling, Ajie let go.
He quickly ran over and prepared to help his master.
Bang——
At this moment, Bao Zhilin's originally open door was suddenly pushed hard.
Several foreigners who seemed to be very large filed in directly, and then a tall, strong white man with long hair finally walked into Baozhilin.
This guy ignored the people present and put on a very authentic Chinese martial arts starting position. Then he looked at Chen Houde and said, "Old ghost, I want to challenge you. Come and fight with me."< br>
Oops—he actually came to play in the gym.
Zhang Pin immediately became interested. He pulled A Ling aside for a moment, then sat on the stool, ready to watch the show.
Dora, who had been silent since coming in, also came closer at this time.
A Ling glanced at Dora warily, then continued to hold Zhang Pin's arm tightly, nestling in his arms, while also slightly separating Dora and Zhang Pin.
"Hello, my name is Duola."
Dora clearly saw A Ling's intention, but she didn't take it seriously at all. Instead, she took the initiative to say hello to A Ling.
"Call me Aling. Thank you for sending my boyfriend here."
Dora greeted her with a smile, and A Ling was naturally embarrassed, but she also pointed out her boyfriend-girlfriend relationship with Zhang Pin very straightforwardly, obviously hoping that he would give up before the difficulties.
Zhang Pin: "Okay, let's go to the theater first. It's a pity that there are no melon seeds and peanuts here."
Zhang Pin never likes women to be jealous of him, especially since he is still not sure about Dora's intention of approaching him. Now there is no need for A Ling to make trouble with her.
Chen Houde: "Huh, Johnny, do you know what you are doing? In China, no apprentice has ever challenged the master. You are bullying the master and destroying the ancestor."
It turns out that this strong white man is also an apprentice taught by Chen Houde, and coincidentally or not, this guy is the younger brother of the white-faced banker Santos.
Ajie: "Master, how can you teach Chinese martial arts to foreign devils."
Hearing Chen Houde's words, Johnny didn't say anything. Ajie, who was filling the medicine wine, looked at his master in disbelief.
People who practice martial arts like them naturally follow the old customs, and most of the time they are prejudiced against foreign devils.
"Huh, old ghost, this is America, not your backward third world. Don't follow me like this. I'm here to defeat you today. I want everyone to know that America is the only race. They are the most powerful. As for you people, they are just sick men.”
Johnny looked at Chen Houde arrogantly, and then he looked at Ajie specially.
"This person is also your apprentice. Hmm, what a coincidence. I didn't expect there would be an unexpected surprise today."
Johnny obviously had the wrong person.
Santos ordered him to arrange for Wang Wei to kill Li Guoli. As the person in charge, Johnny had naturally seen Li Guoli's photos.
Li Guoli and Ajie look almost exactly the same, so Johnny can recognize them, which is actually quite good.
"I just taught him some basics casually. I didn't expect that this guy would now deceive his teacher and destroy his ancestors."
Chen Houde was obviously embarrassed by Ajie's accusation.