"Five thousand?"

Before Lin Feng could speak, Lin Mozhu was unhappy. She had learned about this industry. Some profiteers sought out some strange flowers and plants, then quoted classics, made some names, and gilded them, sold them at sky-high prices to make huge profits.

It is a common method used by some unscrupulous businesses, and they only do one-time transactions.

Lin Mozhu sneered, "This grass is just a bit strange in appearance. Is it not necessarily the awakening god grass recorded in the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic? I really think we are novice and don't understand the tricks here, right?"

"Haha. So this girl is an expert." The medicine dealer boss laughed and said, "Since he is an expert, then he won't say so many polite words and give him a thousand dollars, what about?"

"Sanzhu, I'll ask for all three, ten thousand yuan!" Lin Feng said.

"Haha, this little brother is still aware of the goods."

The medicine dealer's boss' eyes were shining and he quickly agreed: "Okay, three plants are worth ten thousand yuan, and the deal will be completed."

"Brother Xuan——"

Lin Mozhu was anxious and winked at Lin Feng. However, Lin Feng shook his head and whispered: "Sister Mozhu, this grass is of great use to me, it is worth this price!"

He was a dignified immortal, and he recognized the Concentrated Grass at a glance. He was sure that although it was a low-grade, it was rare on earth.

In fact, the Concentrating Grass is not very useful to him, but it is of great use to the King of the Heart.

On the Demon Mountain, darkness strikes, and the King of the Mind launches a spiritual storm, fighting against the Shenfeng Power Grid alone. His spirit is dry, but he refuses to give up. At the cost of overdrawing his life, he finally wins a glimmer of opportunity for the King of Fighting Chen Dufu and others, which makes people respect it.

At that time, if Lin Feng hadn't taken action, she would have probably died long ago.

Even so, she paid a huge price.

Black hair turns gray!

Although she never said that, Lin Feng knew that she was very concerned, especially when facing strange gazes around her and pointing fingers.

Now that he has the Concentration Grass, he can refine a Concentration Pill, which can repair the spiritual trauma of the King of the Mind, and supplemented with vitality medicine, the gray hair turns into black hair, and it is just around the corner.

"Okay." Lin Mozhu replied helplessly and paid for leaving.

Immediately, the group and two went to a few more stalls and found nothing good. Lin Feng was very disappointed, shook his head and planned to leave.

But at this moment, a faint spiritual aura fluctuated, attracted Lin Feng's attention, stopped and looked at an inconspicuous corner.

There was a small stall in the corner. The stall owner was a little girl in rags. A waxy face lying beside her. Her face was dead, her lips were a little black and purple, and she was as angry as a fucking spring. It seemed that she had not lived for a long time.

Compared with other stalls, there are too many rags on the floor, and there are three ginseng trees neatly placed without gorgeous boxes for decoration.

Among them, the largest one is only as thick as a thumb, and it also carries a layer of soil, like a shrinking radish, which attracts Lin Feng's attention.

Lin Feng sensed a strong breath of vitality and quickly confirmed that this was a medium-grade spiritual medicine that could emit such strong spiritual fluctuations, at least a thousand-year-old ginseng.

Lin Feng didn't expect that when he was about to leave, he encountered a medium-grade spiritual medicine. He was very happy and strode forward, looked at the little girl, and asked with a smile:

"Little sister, how do you sell these medicines?"

Plop!

The little girl's eyes were clear, like a mirror, without any impurities. She looked up at Lin Feng, stunned for a moment, and actually made a pounce and knelt down. Her beautiful eyes were begging, and her voice was even more swallowed, saying:

"Big brother, can you buy all my medicines? I only need 10,000 yuan, can I do it?"

The little girl spoke, her voice was timid, she looked a little lack of confidence, and she looked like she begged.

"Hmm?" Lin Feng frowned, looked at the girl, and hurriedly said, "Little sister, what are you doing, get up quickly."

Seeing Lin Feng hesitating, the little girl showed an anxious look and said, "Big brother, all these ginsengs were dug deep in the mountains. Although they were a little smaller, I can guarantee that this is real ginseng, not radish beard--"

Lin Feng glanced at the girl's bloody hands and couldn't help feeling pitiful. He looked at the dying woman next to the girl. He immediately understood everything.

The little girl's mother seemed to be seriously ill and was about to die.

The little girl went to the deepest part of the deep mountains and forests alone to dig ginseng, sold it for money and then cured her mother.

The little girl is about the same as Han Yiyi, but she looks four or five years old, with a weak figure and a white complexion. It is obvious that it is caused by long-term malnutrition.

Such a little girl with no power to tie a chicken went deep into the mountains where beasts were crisscrossing, with bandits blocking the road and killing people and robbing goods. Just imagine, how much courage does this take?

Seeing the little girl's bloody hands in order to dig ginseng, she couldn't help but feel moved and felt a little pity.

Perhaps it was God's pity that the little girl's persistence moved God and asked her to dig out three spiritual medicines.

"Little sister, you are lucky. These three ginseng plants are all spiritual medicines, priceless. Each plant is at least 300,000 yuan according to the market price!" Lin Feng said.

He is a dignified immortal, so he will not be so petty. He will cheat a child and tell him truthfully the value of these three ginseng plants.

On the side, Lin Mozhu raised his eyebrows and looked at Lin Feng deeply, a little surprised. These three things that looked like radish beards were actually spiritual medicines, worth 300,000 yuan?

I thought to myself, Brother Xuan doesn’t have much knowledge, so don’t be deceived?

"Brother Xuan, can these three trees be called ginseng?"

"Sister Mo Zhu, although they are not good-looking, they are real elixirs, which are more valuable than ginseng for hundreds of years." Lin Feng said.

"Really?" Lin Mozhu was surprised, "But why are they so small?"

"Concentration is all essence." Lin Feng smiled.

"What? I dug up a spiritual medicine? 300,000 per plant?"

The little girl was slightly stunned, a little unbelievable. She looked up slightly, with her clear and flawless eyes, looking at Lin Feng, and said in confusion: "Big Brother, is this true?"

"Yes, it's true."

Lin Feng smiled slightly and said, "Little sister, I have wanted all these three ginseng trees. I'm willing to give you one million?"

"No--"

The little girl shook her head and said, "Big brother, Yun'er doesn't want one million, just ten thousand."

"Why only ten thousand?" Lin Feng asked.

"Because the doctor said that it would cost ten thousand yuan to treat my mother's illness!" Xiao Yun'er said, with a hint of childishness in her voice.

I see.

Lin Feng knew that Xiao Yuner was only four or five years old, and her concept of money was very vague. She didn't know the difference between ten thousand and one million. She only knew that ten thousand yuan could save her mother's illness.

"Xiao Yun'er, what disease does your mother have?"

Lin Mozhu was also moved, looking at Xiao Yun'er, and couldn't help asking.

"Mom didn't tell Yun'er what disease she had. She always said that it would be fine if she took some medicine. Mom also said that when Yun'er grows up and saves up to 10,000 yuan, her mother's illness will be cured."

"But I secretly asked the doctor uncle, and he said that my mother had cancer and had to raise money to treat the disease as soon as possible, otherwise my mother would die soon - so I went to the deep mountains alone. The road was so hard to walk, and the tools to dig ginseng were lost. I dug it with my hands - fortunately, I dug three of them, which could be sold for 10,000 yuan."

Xiao Yun'er said, thinking that she would soon have ten thousand yuan, her mother's illness would be cured, and a innocent smile appeared on her face.

"cancer?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mozhu's complexion changed and she couldn't help but look at the woman lying on the ground unconscious. Her face turned pale and a hint of death. She was already terminally ill and should be in the late stage of cancer.

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