My identity as an ancient celestial master was exposed by yearning

"It's really a bit like acting, and the acting is very exaggerated!"

......

Most people in the live broadcast room were laughing, but some expressed doubts.

After all, this scene is indeed a bit exaggerated.

After all, Peng Yuchang was a grown man.

How can it be impossible to lift a box?

Of course, these questioning viewers are newcomers.

Old fans are used to it.

"Grandpa, what's in your box?"

Peng Yuchang sat on the ground, looked up at Xiao Chen and asked.

"This box contains food."

Xiao Chen said frankly.

"What to eat? Why is it so heavy?"

At this moment, He Jiong and his younger sister also surrounded him.

"It's nothing, just some century-old ginseng, century-old Ganoderma lucidum and so on, all given to me by some friends."

Xiao Chen explained calmly.

"what?!"

The four members of Mushroom House were dumbfounded.

What do you mean by some?

This is obviously a whole box!

All of them are ginseng and ganoderma that have been around for hundreds of years!

You must know that a 100-year-old ginseng can sell tens of thousands in the market!

Where did the old man learn Versailles literature?

Such an understatement.

It's really not something ordinary people can do!

"Old... old man, are you sure that this box is full of ginseng and ganoderma that are more than 100 years old?"

He Jiong asked tremblingly.

"Less than 100 years."

Xiao Chen responded lightly.

Chapter 27 Millennium Ginseng Soup

"I'll just say it! How can there be so many centuries..."

He Jiong breathed a sigh of relief, but before he finished speaking, Xiao Chen added another sentence:

"Most are around 500 years old."

What the hell!

He Jiong's eyes widened, he was so shocked that he even forgot to breathe.

The rest of the people didn't know what expressions to make.

The old man really can't stop talking to death...

"Herbs that are less than 500 years old are not in my eyes, but some old friends insist on giving them to me, and I have no choice but to accept them. If you like them, you can give them to you, but there are a few ginseng plants that are thousands of years old at the bottom. Please, Xiao Huang cook it for me, I want to nourish my body."

Xiao Chen stroked his white beard and said.

Everyone was struck by lightning.

Completely petrified.

The audience in the live broadcast room is also boiling!

The number of people soared to tens of millions!

"Wife is so awesome!"

"Is this the old man's family property? He casually took out a box of precious herbs!"

"Did you hear what he said? Thousand-year-old ginseng! This is not a fantasy novel! It's reality! Do you know how much the thousand-year-old ginseng is worth?!"

"It was reported in the news a few days ago that an 800-year-old ginseng was sold for 800 million yuan!"

"Damn! Then the old man can sell these three thousand-year-old plants for a sky-high price?!"

"At least 5000 million plants, my family owns a Chinese medicine shop, so I won't talk nonsense!"

"Fuck! Wouldn't it add up to hundreds of millions? The old man wants to drink it himself?!"

"Is this the unpretentious life of the rich..."

......

Xiao Chen didn't understand what Huang Lei and the others were surprised about.

The mere ginseng and ganoderma lucidum are just the lowest-grade herbs in his eyes.

Thinking back to the ancient times, there were countless celestial herbs and elixir in his hands.

Like the thousand-year-old snow lotus in Tianshan Mountain, the spirit grass in the depths of the Nine Nethers, the sacred tree of Tianyuan that can breed the mysterious and yellow energy.

In his heart, these are the precious herbs.

"Old man, you mean to let me cook thousand-year-old ginseng?"

Huang Lei asked cautiously.

"Yes, the three plants are boiled, I'll just drink one bowl, and share the rest with you."