At this moment, Ning Xu was dressed in a green robe, his aura was restrained, and his whole body exuded an unfathomable smell.
Facing Qin Chen's lazy attitude, Ning Xu felt a little dissatisfied.
I have never seen this guy before, but he is so proud.
who is he?
The master of Wanqian Pavilion in Tianjiang City.
Even Yang Haotian, the leader of the Hidden Sun Sect, He Di, the leader of the Sixiang Sect, and other Jiangbei overlords should be polite when they see him.
Qin Chen didn't take him seriously at all.
Just considering the two people around him, Ning Xu still suppressed his dissatisfaction.
Look at the demon spirit ginseng.
Ning Xu looked at it carefully, and after a while, he said: "Demon Spirit Celestial Ginseng, worth one million medium-grade spiritual stones."
"Master Qin Chen, I bought it from Wanqian Pavilion for one million."
Hearing this, Li Xianyu's heart beat rapidly.
One million!
It's still a mid-grade spiritual stone.
In his life, he has never seen so many spiritual stones.
Just hearing this, Qin Chen suddenly stood up.
"Xianyu, pick up the demon spirit ginseng and let's go."
"Okay..." Li Xianyu said cheerfully.
One million, just like that, I spent 10,000 and earned 990,000 spiritual stones!
Um?
wrong?
What did Master just say?
Walk?
At this moment, Ning Xu frowned.
"Mr. Qin Chen, the Demon Spirit Celestial Ginseng is indeed rare, but the price we paid for it at Wanqian Pavilion is considered high. Generally speaking, the Demon Spirit Celestial Ginseng can be purchased elsewhere for up to 900,000 mid-grade spiritual stones."
He knew that Qin Chen disliked the low price.
"Nine hundred thousand?"
Qin Chen sneered and said: "Thousands of pavilions, nothing more than that."
Ning Xu's heart sank at this moment.
Say he can, but say Wanqiange, no!
"Master Qin, please explain clearly."
Qin Chen smiled at this moment and said: "This demon spirit ginseng has at least two million middle-grade spiritual stones. If there is one missing, I can't even sell it!"
Two million?
Ning Xu's brows were almost twisted into a knot.
Doubled!
If this is the case, if Wanqiange buys it, he will make almost nothing.
At this moment, the young woman also looked at Qin Chen curiously.
Ordinary Demon Spirit Celestial Ginseng is indeed only worth one million.
But Fu Lao, who was behind the woman, walked out at this moment, looked at the Tianshen, and said with a smile: "Little friend, if I read it right, this Tianshen is at least ten thousand years old, right?"
Ten thousand years?
Ning Xu looked again and shouted that he was careless.
The appearance of the roots of Demon Spirit Celestial Ginseng determines its age.
Generally, the roots of century-old ginseng must be straight.
Within a thousand years, the roots will tie into knots. If you look closely at the roots of this ginseng plant, you will see that there are more than a dozen knots in the roots, which means it must be at least more than 10,000 years old.
"Even so... it can only be 1.2 million at most, no more..." Ning Xu said with some confidence.
Qin Chen smiled at this moment.
"It seems that there are still people in Wanqian Pavilion who know the goods."
Qin Chen picked up the Demon Spirit Heavenly Ginseng and said with a smile: "The age of this Demon Spirit Heavenly Ginseng is not the most precious."
After finishing his words, Qin Chen pointed his finger.
A wound appeared on the surface of the demon spirit ginseng, and a drop of golden-red blood dripped out.
"King Ginseng!"
At this moment, Fu Lao's eyes narrowed and he said in disbelief.
Ginseng King?
At this moment, Ning Xu was also stunned.
"Fu Lao, what is Ginseng King?" the young woman asked in confusion.
"The Demon Spirit Celestial Ginseng grows in places full of masculine yang energy, and the blood evil aura is relatively strong, so it grows quickly. Generally speaking, it grows one plant at a time and rarely appears in clusters."
"But if they appear together, a strange phenomenon will appear."
"The weakest ginseng will gradually rely on the ginseng with stronger spiritual energy, and then gradually devour the stronger ginseng. Eventually, a batch of ginseng will be completely devoured, leaving the only ginseng that survives."
"This kind of natural ginseng is called the King of Ginseng. The inside of the King of Ginseng condenses the ginseng blood just like the human body. Once the ginseng blood appears, one drop of it is worth tens of thousands of medium-grade spiritual stones."
As soon as these words came out, the young woman was extremely surprised.
Fu Lao looked at Qin Chen.
This young man is not simple.
The criterion for judging whether it is a ginseng king is whether it has condensed ginseng blood.
But it is impossible for ordinary alchemists to see it. They can only see it by scratching the ginseng.
But it was obvious that Qin Chen knew before that this was a ginseng plant.
Li Xianyu's eyes widened at this moment.
Master, what a waste!
In one stroke, ten thousand spiritual stones were gone.
Qin Chen smiled at this moment and said: "This ginseng king is worth at least two million medium-grade spiritual stones. Am I right?"
Ning Xu looked embarrassed at this moment.
Wrong sight!
But Ginseng King is impossible to see without scratching the surface.
Qin Chen is so sure!
"Master Qin!"
At this moment, the young woman spoke.
"My Excellency, Wan Qingxue, on behalf of Pavilion Master Ning Xu, apologizes to Mr. Qin."
Wan Qingxue said calmly at this moment: "Pavilion Master Ning Xu, are you still not apologizing?"
"I'm being rude!" Ning Xu said, cupping his hands.
"We at Wanqian Pavilion bought this King Ginseng plant for 2.2 million spiritual stones. The 200,000 can be considered as compensation for Young Master Qin."
As soon as it is exported, 200,000 medium-grade spiritual stones will be given away.
Two hundred thousand is enough to buy a high-grade magic weapon!
atmosphere!
Qin Chen looked at Wan Qingxue and said with a smile: "You are good at doing business, you are a little bit lucky."
Just in case!
Ancestor of Wanqian Pavilion.
Ninety thousand years ago, there was a king who looked down upon the world.
Back then, it was this person who led Wanqian Pavilion to become the first pavilion in Wanqian Continent, and was called a king!
One word is king, which shows how powerful this person is.
Not only is the strength strong, but also the skill is strong.
When Qin Chen mentioned it at this moment, he felt calm and calm.
Ning Xu had a big head at the moment.
Ancestor Yi Wang is the most outstanding master of Wanqian Pavilion. After 90,000 years, who can mention it without making his face change?
Qin Chen didn't take it seriously at all and just called him by name.
"Since your surname is Wan, you should be a direct descendant of Wanqian Pavilion, right?" Qin Chen said casually: "Wan Tiantian should not be dead, right? But externally, he should not be in charge. Who is the current master of Wanqian Pavilion?"
"Nineteen thousand? Or Wan Zian?"
After hearing this, Wan Qingxue's expression remained unchanged, but her heart was filled with huge waves.
Qin Chen seems... very familiar with Wanqian Pavilion.
At this moment, Fu Lao looked at Qin Chen with a scrutinizing gaze.
"I was mistaken."
Wan Qingxue smiled sweetly and said casually: "The current person in charge of Wanqian Pavilion is my father Wanjiuqian."
Sure enough, it was nineteen thousand.
Qin Chen sighed in his heart.
What if there are two sons in one day, Wan Jiuqian and Wan Zian.
Wan Jiuqian is more suitable to be in charge of Wanqian Pavilion. As for Wan Zian... that silly boy...
Wan Qingxue looked at Qin Chen and asked with a smile: "I wonder where Mr. Qin Chen comes from?"
"If you know me so well at Wanqian Pavilion, the place where Mr. Qin Chen comes from should not be an unknown place."
Qin Chen smiled and said: "Little guy, don't try to trick me. Where I come from, you can find out where I come from. You have thousands of tricks."
"I'm not what you think. I come from an ancient family, nor do I come from those places. I just want to sell some things and buy some things."
Being called a little guy made Wan Qingxue feel slightly annoyed.