"Basic fifty taels, intermediate three hundred taels, advanced five hundred taels, and special grade one thousand taels..." Uncle Yu smiled bitterly, "Let's calculate based on the elementary level, all of them add up, at least one hundred taels of holy silver, one hundred taels
Liang... Can you come up with one liang now? It's not that Uncle Yu looks down on you, it's really... we have to be down-to-earth and proceed from reality, right?"
Uncle Yu persuaded them earnestly. He felt that these children were still too young.
When he was in the lower realm, he must have been of extraordinary origin. Uncle Yu thought so and said, "You guys, if you are lucky enough to dig up ten thousand-year-old ginseng or something like that in the mountains, you might be able to exchange money for building a house.
"
Uncle Yu suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly said: "Hey, what am I talking about? The mountain is too dangerous. If you think I didn't say what I just said, don't listen to it!"
Su Luo smiled and said, "Uncle Yu, look at this."
After saying that, Su Luo spread her hands, and a bloody ginseng that was thicker than her palm appeared in her hand.
Uncle Yu glanced at it and didn't care, but the next second, he almost jumped up and turned around quickly, his eyes fixed on the purple ginseng in Su Luo's hand: "This, this, this... this
Yes...this is purple blood, blood, blood..."
"Purple blood ginseng."
"Yes, that's right, it's purple blood ginseng!" Uncle Yu looked at Su Luo in disbelief, "You, you, you... don't tell me, it's really dug from the mountain!"
Zi Yan couldn't help but glance at Su Luo, but she was very smart, so she figured it out quickly.
Since their family is going to build a house, people in the village will definitely know about it and come to help.
Their wealth cannot be revealed, but purple blood ginseng can make their money come out openly. Moreover, it doesn't matter if anyone is jealous, they can find the Death Mountain themselves.
Uncle Yu held the purple blood ginseng in both hands and carefully looked at it inch by inch. There was an indescribable shock in his eyes. He looked at the blood-colored ginseng in his hand, then turned to look at Su Luo: "This... this...
Really from the mountain?”
Su Luo smiled and nodded: "Uncle Yu, tell me, if the bloody ginseng is sold, will it be enough to build a house?"
"What if it's according to the special level?" Su Luo asked with a smile.
"Special grade?" Uncle Yu looked embarrassed: "For special grade, this purple blood ginseng is not enough, and why does it have to be special grade? Generally speaking, high grade is already top-notch, and there are very few in town.
Some people only use the intermediate level..."
"However, a special-grade house not only keeps warm, but also has the function of gathering spirits, which is very good for cultivation, isn't it?" Su Luo said with a smile, "I have nothing to do all winter and stay at home to practice, so naturally I have to choose gathering.
The spiritual effect is good."
"But, wouldn't this be too... You know, there are more than a dozen people in our village who came here many years ago. Like you, they all came from the lower world. The houses they live in now are still junior houses. You guys
This is a special grade all of a sudden..."
What else did Uncle Yu want to say? Su Luo smiled and said: "Uncle Yu, yesterday we were able to hunt six silver-horned snow sheep, today we can dig up this bloody ginseng, and tomorrow... who knows what we will get?
?This big mountain has endless treasures."
Uncle Yu thought the same thing. This Su Luo couldn't be inferred using common sense.
: It’s 3 o’clock in the morning. My heart is beating so fast. I have to sleep. Tomorrow I can spend the whole day coding. I will definitely make up for it.