Those in business open wide their doors, welcoming clients from all directions, especially those in the medicinal herbs trade who deal with people from every corner of the earth. Encountering a master like Su Han, who even talks about money?
Moreover, this Lingzhi mushroom already has a notch missing, so it's medicinal properties are no longer equivalent to that of fifty years, something the owner obviously knows. Clearly, what Su Han wanted was this very Lingzhi that had leaked some of its essence and was of fifty years' duration.
To determine the medicinal properties of the Lingzhi so precisely, he had to be a master; the owner wouldn't have believed otherwise.
He gave an embarrassed smile, a gleam in his eye, crafty as a rat, "My name is Zhang Zhenghua, just call me Old Zhang. In this herbal street, my shop's sign is quite renowned, we have all kinds of herbs."
