"Master, the worldly countries only recognize gold and silver, so it seems that there is no need for this." Mu Weibei said with a grimace without extending his hand.
Only then did Ling Gusong realize that Mo Yujing was the best hard currency in the sect's holy realm, but in secular countries there were not many people who knew it.
"Then take these golden tickets." Ling Gusong took out a stack of golden tickets and handed them to Mu Weibei. He felt a little regretful. If he had known this, he would have exchanged more golden tickets before, but who would have thought that someone with his status would
, there will be a day when such a worldly thing as a golden ticket will be used.
"Master, it's okay to buy two or three plants for each portion with the money. I'm afraid it would be difficult to buy a hundred plants." Mu Weibei said hesitantly while holding the golden ticket.
"Ignore him for now. As much as he can buy, I'll think of a way if it's not enough. Also, you have to move quickly and don't care too much about the price." Ling Gusong said. He was afraid that the news of Li Shaoqiu's arrest had probably already spread.
Ling Chuxi heard that if they came to his door, he had no confidence that he could deal with Ling Chuxi and Huangfu Qingjue. Let alone the two of them joining forces, any one of them could beat him to pieces.
Soon, news came out in the capital that someone was buying up rare medicinal materials such as heart-eating grass and ice-soul flower, and the spending was extremely generous. All the medicine shops and guilds heard the news.
As the saying goes, there is no treachery, no businessman, no treachery. With the eyesight of these businessmen, it is natural to see that Muyubei is eager to purchase medicinal materials, and inevitably raises the price. In just a few days, a plant that originally cost ten thousand taels of silver has lost its heart.
The number of grasses actually increased to one hundred thousand taels per plant, and the trend continues to rise.
Seeing the golden tickets in his hand flowing out like running water, Ling Gusong could not help but feel a burst of pain in his body again. No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still flesh. Although the golden tickets are worldly things, they are still money.
He also realized that he was too eager and allowed these profiteers to seize the opportunity to ask for exorbitant prices, but it was too late to stop now. So much money had been spent, so he couldn't give up halfway.
Besides, an alchemy geek like Li Shaoqiu can't be caught just by trying. If you miss this opportunity, I'm afraid there will be no next time. You must refine the best authentic alchemy before Ling Chuxi finds them.
Dan.
"Master, the money is gone." Mu Weibei took out the purchased medicinal materials and said pitifully to Ling Gusong.
"Didn't you say you could buy twenty or thirty plants? Why did you only buy a dozen?" Ling Gusong asked in surprise, looking at the dozen or so sparse medicinal materials in front of him.
"I didn't expect those profiteers to raise the price. Alas, we suffered a big loss this time," Mu Weibei said.
"Forget it, I can't blame you for this, I'm just too impatient," Ling Gusong said.
"Master, what should we do now?" Mu Weibei asked.
"Let's do this. Take these black jade crystals. I think there will always be people who know the goods. If you can find a way, you can exchange them for gold tickets." Ling Gusong said helplessly.
"Wait a minute, these medicinal herbs are not good. The age is too short. The medicinal herbs must be more than 500 years old. These medicinal herbs are at most a hundred years old. Go find them to replace them." Li Shaoqiu squatted on the ground, pulling and pulling.
Medicinal materials, frowned and said.
He couldn't tell the age of the medicinal materials, and he said this purely to cause trouble for Ling Gusong.
As soon as he heard this, Ling Gusong's face darkened immediately. He had been cheated and spent a lot of money to buy fake and inferior products. He felt aggrieved no matter how much he thought about it. It happened that the person who was deceived was his most precious disciple.
, and couldn't bear to curse, so she could only hold it in her heart. She kept holding it in, and her expression was even worse than constipation.