"Uncle Shen, I've already looked at it several times, very carefully."
Turning around, Zhang Xuepin sighed again.
"But we only have three million in cash with us, and even if we add the one million we can advance, we only have four million. I'm afraid they might not be willing to sell."
"Uncle Shen, can you apply for another million from the group leadership?"
"What? This Lingzhi costs five million?"
Mr. Shen exclaimed in surprise.
"I think this is just an ordinary Lingzhi with impurities on it. How can it be so expensive?"
Chen Hongying picked up the Lingzhi, pinched off a small transparent crystal from it, and looked at Zhang Xuepin with skepticism, saying,
"As an appraiser, you'd better look carefully!"
"And who are you to question me? This Lingzhi grew in a cave that never sees the light, which is why it's small."