After taking back the baggage, Nangong Zimei turned around gracefully and prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute!" At this moment, the little girl's voice came.
Nangong Zimei stopped, but did not turn her head. She just asked in a calm tone: "Is there anything else?"
Now she has a strength close to the eighth level. Although the little girl is powerful, she is still worse than her. Therefore, she is not afraid of what tricks the little girl will play.
"How about I pay you 100,000 taels of silver to buy your spiritual grass, and just treat me as your friend?" the little girl's crisp voice came from behind Nangong Zimei.
Nangong Zimei was startled, turned her head, looked at the little girl suspiciously, and said, "What tricks do you want to play again?"
The little girl sighed and said: "I really want to make this friend with you!" As if she was afraid that Nangong Zimei would still doubt her, she continued: "If you are still not at ease, then I will call the servant immediately.
Just give me some silver, is that okay?"
After the little girl finished speaking, she actually called the boy and ordered him to get a hundred thousand taels of silver note immediately.
Nangong Zimei looked at the little girl and thought about whether to do this business with her!
She knew that Qingji Pharmacy was the largest in Sky City. This was also the reason why she had approached them before.
Although the spiritual herbs in her hand are not too expensive, other pharmacies may not be able to eat all the spiritual herbs in her hands at once. Furthermore, one hundred thousand taels of silver is considered to be the price she wants. Since the little girl
She has shown her sincerity, so she did this laughing business with her!
Thinking like this, Nangong Zimei reached out to take the banknote from the little girl's hand, clicked it, and after confirming that it was correct, she handed the spiritual grass in her hand to the little girl and said: "In that case, I will follow
If you do this business, I’ll give you this pack of spiritual herbs!”
After saying that, Nangong Zimei threw the spiritual grass in her hand to the little girl, turned around, and walked out the door.
"Wait a minute!" Before Nangong Zimei's feet stepped out of the threshold, the little girl stopped her again.
Nangong Zimei turned around impatiently, looked at her, and asked, "Is there anything else?"
"Can I ask you your name?" the little girl asked, staring at Nangong Zimei with her bright eyes.
"Nangong Zimei!"
"Nangong Zimei?!" After hearing Nangong Zimei's answer, the little girl suddenly let out a ghost cry.
"Is there any problem?" Nangong Zimei asked with raised eyebrows.
In her memory, there was no such weird and elf-like little girl, so she dared to confirm that she must not know this little girl!
"You...where are you from?" the little girl looked at Nangong Zimei with excitement and asked.
Nangong Zimei felt more and more that the little girl's reaction was too strange, but she still replied: "I'm from the capital!"
After hearing Nangong Zimei's answer, a look of frustration suddenly appeared on the little girl's face, and she muttered to herself: "Let me tell you, how could such a coincidence happen?"
"What did you say?" Nangong Zimei couldn't help but ask, not hearing what the little girl said clearly.
"No, it's nothing!" The little girl raised her head, and the expression on her face had returned to calm. She looked at Nangong Zimei and asked: "If there is such a spiritual herb in the future, you can just bring it to me!"
Nangong Zimei raised her eyebrows when she heard this, but did not agree...