Wang Hao was taken aback to see Chen Hongying; how could she be with this elderly person? From what Wang Hao knew of Chen Hongying, she wasn't the kind to poke her nose into others' business, unless this elder had some connection to her.
"I say, boss, aren't you being too ruthless, palming off cultivated ginseng worth less than five hundred yuan to deceive an old man like me, how could you be so heartless!"
The elder grabbed the vendor's hand and loudly addressed the passersby.
"Everybody, come and take a look, help a poor old man out here, this person sold me a piece of cultivated ginseng as a wild ginseng from the year before last, and charged me fifty thousand yuan for it—that's the life-saving money for my partner!"
"You senile old man, let go of me at once, who told you this is cultivated ginseng, it's clearly a thousand-year-old wild ginseng!"
The vendor was still arguing.
"It was me who told him!"
Standing to the side, Chen Hongying stepped forward.
"And you are?"
