But the problem is here.

Since Han Lin has more than ten herbs planted in his yard, why are he still so poor?

Looking at the pansy in the box, then looking at Han Lin’s dilapidated villa.

When he thought of Gao Wen, he asked directly.

"Ahem, Brother Han..."

"I'm not familiar with you."

Gao Wen: "..."

Not familiar with me, are you familiar with money?

Rolling his eyes, Gao Wenye didn't politely with him, and said directly:

"I think you are quite rich and have a lot of spiritual fields. Why don't you spend money to repair your house? Just the dilapidated family is, if you don't tell me, I would have thought you were a newcomer who just entered the first order!"

Han Lin: "???"

Your newcomer lives in a big villa?

His eyes were so angry that Gao Wen said that his eyes were furious!

"I am a martial artist! A martial artist! Not only do I have to buy various rare materials to make medicinal baths, and various high-energy foods to replenish my body's needs, but I also have to buy various martial arts and martial arts to help my body!

The money to plant this money can’t even meet my basic needs. Where can I get the money to decorate the house?”

Han Lin almost shouted at this!

He is indeed very depressed.

Although he made a profit of a "dragon gluten" when he went out this time, he seemed to have made a lot of money.

But the market price of dragon tendons for 500 years is only 30,000.

For this spiritual medicine, he fought with the black snake, which made him hurt all over his body.

Taking medicine to treat the injuries on your body would cost a small 10,000 survival point.

High-quality food used to make up for physical deficits can also be used for two or three thousand survival points.

The key is that these things have not yet to be sold!

Not only is there no sale in the desert.

It is his rest area, in that small town, what these three-order survivors can only use, and they are also purchase-limited!

Every three months or two, the damn pharmacy will only buy the goods once, but everyone is still scrambling to grab them!

He is a survivor at the level of the third order main tank!

He actually got this far and was ridiculed by a thief!

Can he not feel depressed?

Then.......

"Then what, I can collect this pansy, but I don't have much spare money. Do you think you can use things to pay for your money?"

After wiping the saliva that Han Lin sprayed on his face, Gao Wen had a bit of a spit on his face and was spitting on his own.

Han Lin also realized that he was excited and said coldly again:

"What should I agree on first. I won't accept anything I can't use it!"

"Uh, do you want high-quality food?"

Han Lin: "......"

He rushed to Gao Wen's body with a quick step, and the guy grabbed Gao Wen's shoulder hard.

“How many? What quality?”
Chapter completed!