When Sun Daqi saw Li Qingyun seizing the fat sheep and selling some elixir like "100-year-old ginseng", he suddenly lost interest. He couldn't even afford the elixir. So he caught up with Li Chunqiu and prepared to go back and continue playing chess.
Chu Yingtai stayed to watch with great interest, because he knew Li Qingyun's character. Now that he had spoken out, he would never let the farmer next door off easily, and he would definitely force Zheng Xinyan to use his methods to set up the formation.
Zheng Xinyan thought that Li Qingyun was blackmailing him. How many hundred-year-old ginseng could there be in the world, and how many hundred-year-old polygonatum, polygonum multiflorum and other elixirs were available. In order to save his life, Li Qingyun said that he would pay whatever price others offered. Others would give five hundred-year-old ginseng.
I can afford millions, and I don't care about your 10% discount. As long as I can survive, I can earn back whatever money I have. If my life is gone, everything will be over.
Hundred-year-old Polygonatum is rare in the world, but it is not as valuable as ginseng. Why would someone pay hundreds of thousands? It sounds nice to say a round number. Since five million has been spent, it is not less than these hundreds of thousands. Let’s just ask for one million and buy one.
I'll give you some face. What about century-old Ganoderma lucidum and Centennial multiflorum multiflorum? These are of no use to you, and Ganoderma lucidum is really worthless...
Before he could see the elixir, Zheng Xinyan had already spent nearly ten million. Then he squatted on the ground and looked at Li Qingyun eagerly, hoping that this young man would have a good time and let him go when he was happy.
"Oh, I didn't expect Mr. Zheng to be so rich and generous to himself, so I won't be pretentious. Please wait for me for a while. I will go into the house and find two hundred-year-old Polygonatum japonica plants, and let Mr. Zheng eat them first to heal his wounds."
, Li Qingyun asked Chu Yingtai to look at the injured Zheng Xinyan. He rushed into the yard and prepared to dig out two Huangjing plants in the small space.
Yang Yunu was still playing with her two children in the house. When she saw Li Qingyun hurriedly entering the house, she asked: "Husband, what happened outside? I always felt that the surroundings were in chaos. If I hadn't been too lazy to move, I would have gone out to watch the excitement.
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"This little matter has been solved. You can play in the house. Don't worry." After saying that, Li Qingyun rushed into the bedroom. Then his spirit body instantly entered the small space, dug up two fresh Polygonatum spp., and washed them in the spatial pond.
, dripping with water, and was taken out of the small space by him.
Polygonatum is also known as chicken head ginseng and tiger ginger. The rhizome is used as medicine. Theoretically, it is the same as ginseng. The older the year, the stronger the medicinal effect. However, for general planting, three or four years is the best harvest period, which can produce greater economic benefits. However, this
The Polygonatum japonica picked at that time was only as big as a finger, or even bigger. Like ginger, it was like chicken feet and not straight.
However, the two pieces of Polygonatum japonica picked by Li Qingyun were as big as a fist, extremely plump, golden in color, and the skin exuded a metallic luster, like gold casting. If the skin is slightly broken, a strong medicinal fragrance will be emitted.
Not to mention the conventional medicinal effects of Polygonatum sibiricum, just absorbing so much spiritual energy in a small space is enough to drive practitioners crazy.
Li Qingyun returned to the gate, but before he spoke, Zheng Xinyan's eyes suddenly straightened, staring straight at the Polygonatum in his hand, and exclaimed in a trembling voice: "This, this is really a hundred-year-old Polygonatum? What a strong medicinal fragrance.
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Chu Yingtai's eyes lit up and he praised: "It's still fresh Polygonatum? The aura on it is really strong, just as strong as the several hundred-year-old ginseng I took before. If I had known you had such a good elixir at home, I would have
Why are you anxiously returning to Xiangjiang? Brother Li, I bought this Polygonatum, don't sell it to this guy who has unknown enemies and friends."
Chu Yingtai said that he was about to snatch the Huang Jing from Li Qingyun's hand. Zheng Xinyan was very close. When he heard that Chu Yingtai wanted to snatch his Huang Jing, he immediately became anxious. He grabbed one of them and opened his mouth to bite it. With a crunch,
Just like chewing ginger, your mouth is full of juice, full of medicinal aroma, sweet in nature and taste, and it is actually more delicious than fruit.
Zheng Xinyan took a bite and couldn't stop immediately. He crunched, chewed a few times, and swallowed it into his belly. Suddenly, a faint warmth rose from his cold lower abdomen, and it spread throughout his limbs without any need for spiritual energy.
Bai Gu. Those blood vessels and meridians that were damaged due to the backlash of vitality healed unconsciously. The numbness when the wounds healed made him feel comfortable and uncomfortable at the same time. At that time, he started humming, like thousands of ants burrowing in.
The feeling in the bones cannot be described by any words.
"Good medicine, it is simply a holy product for healing." Zheng Xinyan took a bite and was reluctant to eat the rest. His eyes were shining, staring straight at the piece in Chu Yingtai's hand, and said, "This friend, you
Fortunately, I bought the hundred-year-old Polygonatum japonica in my hand first. It is not a good rule to snatch food from a tiger's mouth."
"Nonsense! It was just a verbal agreement, and you didn't pay. I can add money at any time and buy it from Li Qingyun. But you dared to take a bite without paying. I wonder if you have cash to pay?" Chu
Yingtai has discovered the value of century-old Polygonatum japonica. Since he can buy it with money, how can he let it go? As the richest man in Nanyang, what he lacks is money. As long as he can buy something with money, he is absolutely sure to compete for it.
"Am I, Zheng Xinyan, short of money? If I am short of money, do I dare to boast about buying a bunch of century-old elixirs? Brother Li, you have to make the decision for me. Didn't we agree that I bought these elixirs? You
But you can't sell it to anyone else." Zheng Xinyan didn't have the consciousness of being a prisoner at this time, and begged pitifully like an old friend.
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and finish the Huang Jing in your hand. Once you're healed, you can set up a formation for me. I've never seen a spiritual formation formation before in my life. Let's talk about it first. If you can't use the Feng Shui next door,
I won't let you go if your vitality is disturbed." Li Qingyun doesn't have much patience with Zheng Xinyan. He was pleasant to him just now, but he just wanted to extort money from him with elixirs of unknown value. At this time, the richest man in Chu joined the competition, and Zheng Xinyan's
The only value is to set up a formation, and suddenly there is no good tone.
Zheng Xinyan became honest now, and finally discovered that Li Qingyun was not easy to mess with. Moreover, he had a sense of fear for this family. Who knows how many masters are hiding in the dark, and who knows what level other members of his family are.
Master? Apart from anything else, he doesn't even see through Li Qingyun's background now, and he can't even tell whether he is a martial artist or a spiritual practitioner. To say that he is a martial artist because of his strong energy and blood, he can feel a hint of coercion from him.
Human spirituality. Let's talk about spiritual cultivation. His body is as strong as a monster, and it seems that it can tear a tiger apart at any time. It is many times stronger than the average Mingjin master.
"This is the mistake I made. Since Brother Li insists on it, I will definitely do it. But I just took a hundred-year-old Polygonatum japonica, and the injuries in my body are recovering, but I won't be able to cast spells for a while. I will wait another hour or two, and I will try my best.
I will also give you an explanation." Zheng Xinyan patiently gave the explanation honestly.
"Okay, I believe you for now..." Before Li Qingyun could finish speaking, his wife Yang Yunu came out of the yard and asked him what he had for lunch.
As soon as Zheng Xinyan saw Yang Yunu's martial arts level, he trembled with fear and broke out in a cold sweat. He had already entered the second level of martial arts at such a young age, and his cultivation skills were extremely stable, and his qi and blood were strong and stable. So
Young second-level martial arts cultivators are rare in the world. Among those of the same generation, perhaps only those who are direct descendants of famous sects have such a high level of cultivation.
"There are guests at home for dinner at noon. Let me cook some side dishes. You can play with the children and don't have to worry." Li Qingyun shouted to his wife.
Seeing that there was an outsider, and that he was an injured spiritual cultivator, Yang Yunu glanced at him curiously. He was surprised to see Chu Yingtai standing nearby, so he said hello to him before returning to the villa.
Chu Yingtai followed Li Qingyun to the villa. He made up his mind to eat here today. At the same time, he took a small bite of Polygonatum japonica, savored the strong medicinal aroma and the unique sweet taste of Polygonatum odoratum, and praised it repeatedly.
"If I had obtained a large number of century-old elixirs when I was young, why would my cultivation have stagnated here? But it's not too late to make up for it. Brother Li has many similar elixirs. I can collect them all. Money is not a problem." Chu Yingtai
He said with great pride.
"No, brother Li has already agreed to sell it to me. Everything must be done on a first-come, first-served basis, right?" Zheng Xinyan held the piece of Huangjing that he took a bite of and stared at Chu Yingtai with great vigilance.
"Haha, there is nothing wrong with first-come, first-served, but we should pay more attention to the difference between closeness and distance, right?" As soon as Chu Yingtai said this, Zheng Xinyan suddenly felt like a dwarf.
"I'm short of money recently, so I can sell you some century-old elixirs. But the quantity is not large, only three or two of each kind, so don't get too high hopes. Don't ask too much about anything else. Let's cook and eat first. After the meal,
We still have to do business. Humph, if business doesn’t go well, Mr. Zheng, don’t think about any magic medicine, think about your own ransom first.”
After Li Qingyun finished speaking, he walked to a small water tank in the courtyard, which was filled with snails. These were large snails picked out from the mud when the pond was pumped yesterday. After picking up several pots and cleaning them several times,
Soak in light salt water. At this time, the bubbles spit out by the snails are no longer turbid, indicating that the dirt in their bodies has been basically soaked away. It is the right time to put them in the pot for cooking.
Frustrated, Zheng Xinyan also walked to the water tank. When he saw the snails inside, he seemed a little greedy and said, "If there are some delicious food, I won't let you down even if I risk my life. You can make spicy snails."
No? I’m the best at this dish. I guarantee you’ll be satisfied when I make it. After eating it, your anger will disappear. When I think of this dish, my mouth is watering. It’s spicy, fragrant, and absolutely authentic.”
Chu Yingtai smiled beside him and said: "Don't think that because I speak with a southern accent, I'm afraid of spicy food. Don't worry, I may eat more of this dish than you. But let's make an agreement first, even today
You cook all the food, and you don’t want me to buy any less of the hundred-year-old elixir."
"You are a spiritual practitioner with a special status and precious time, but you can actually cook?" Li Qingyun seemed not to believe it, staring at Zheng Xinyan with suspicion.
"What are you talking about? Before I became a disciple, my family ran a restaurant. The ancestral craftsmanship was well-known in southern Sichuan. Over the years, my cultivation skills may have fallen a bit, but I have no cooking skills at all.
Drop it." When he mentioned eating, Zheng Xinyan became energetic, his eyes lit up, and he started talking more. (To be continued)