After the divorce, I became a god that my ex-wife couldn’t reach.

"Well... don't borrow the wine, just drink a little. Today, Mr. Pi is treating me, so he always has to give me some reward... You see..."

After Zhong Yulan sat down, she said somewhat hesitantly.

Yang Chengsi's face suddenly showed a hint of embarrassment, and he said in a low voice: "My son called yesterday, and he hasn't been given his living expenses yet... The money at home is not enough, so..."

Although the voice was very soft, Pi Yangyang's hearing was completely clear.

Before he could speak, Yang Wenjian said: "The medicine market will open tomorrow. Let's go and sell the Xuanyu bamboo I picked at Huolong Mountain last time..."

Yang Chengsi frowned and said: "You want to sell it? You can't sell it for much money... Have you forgotten about the hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum last time? I think it's better to wait until I have time and go to the drugstore in the city to ask. It should be OK. Sell ​​more.”

Yang Wenjian's expression showed a trace of nervousness, and he said solemnly: "Aren't you afraid that Boss Xue will find out? Have you forgotten about Ghost Zhiliu?"

Zhong Yulan was shocked and whispered quickly: "Dad is right, you should sell it in the market. We can't afford to offend Boss Xue..."

Pi Yangyang felt itchy in his heart when he heard this, and couldn't help but ask: "The old man really picked a Xuan Yu bamboo?"

Yang Wenjian nodded and said: "My leg is just to pick out the injuries it suffered."

Pi Yangyang's eyes immediately lit up, and he almost burst out laughing. He couldn't help but said excitedly: "Can you show me?"

Yang Wenjian said: "Of course, Chengsi, go get it and show it to Mr. Pi."

Yang Chengsi went to the back room and tinkered for a while before coming out.

In his hand, he held a long wooden box very carefully.

It seems that they have indeed made a lot of preparations for the precious medicinal materials they collected.

Opening the wooden box reveals a medicinal herb inside, and a refreshing fragrance hits your nostrils.

This herb is very strange. It is blood red all over, like a red bamboo, but at the top, there is a pink flower that looks like a butterfly wing.

Pi Yangyang was immediately dumbfounded and stared motionless.

He felt the fluctuating spiritual energy of the medicinal herbs and felt ecstatic in his heart.

"If you take it to the drug market, how much can it sell for?"

Pi Yangyang asked, suppressing the excitement in his heart.

"I hope I can sell more, otherwise..."

Yang Chengsi was about to speak but stopped.

Obviously, he knew that his hopes would definitely be disappointed.

Zhao Ruyu stared at the medicinal herb and was also amazed. He asked curiously: "Mr. Pi, if it is normal, how much is it worth?"

Pi Yangyang said: "I don't know the normal price very well, but it should be at least 500,000 yuan."

He really didn't know, because such medicinal herbs were almost impossible to find.

However, this kind of herb is only useful for special conditions. Therefore, the market demand is very limited, and it is impossible to speculate the price too high.

"Five million?"

Zhao Ruyu was still surprised.

When these words came out, the Yang family father and son sighed at the same time.

Yang Wenjian said: "It would be good if it can be sold for 10,000."

Pi Yangyang rolled his eyes and said, "Well, old man, I bought this medicinal herb for six hundred thousand. If it's not enough, it will be considered as the reward given to me by your Yang family."

All four members of the Yang family stared at Pi Yangyang in disbelief.

"Six...six hundred thousand?"

Yang Die was also stunned and looked at the herb with a shocked expression.

"Is it really worth that much?"

Zhong Yulan asked in disbelief.

Pi Yangyang nodded and said: "I'm not sure whether you have suffered a loss. If you are willing, I will transfer the money now."

"Yes, of course I am willing..."

Yang Chengsi immediately said in surprise.

"If not so much, Mr. Pi, you cured Yulan's disease, how can we still ask for so much money from you? If you really want it, then give us 400,000..."

Yang Wenjian thought for a while and said.

The whole family felt a little panicked because they had never thought that a single medicine could be sold for so much money.

Pi Yangyang said: "I can't take advantage of you. The old man worked hard to collect this medicine. If I don't give you the real price, what's the difference between me and the medicine tyrant you mentioned?"

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and prepared to transfer money.

Zhao Ruyu said: "Old man, uncles and aunties, please accept it with peace of mind. Mr. Pi always says one means one and two means two. If you don't accept it, you are disrespecting him."

Yang Wenjian said gratefully: "I know that Mr. Pi is helping our Yang family... In this way, if my Yang family collects such good medicine again in the future, I will definitely keep it for Mr. Pi."

Pi Yangyang chuckled softly, "I want as much medicine as I have. If other people in the town pick up medicine like this, you can ask them to keep it for me. I want them all."

Yang Wenjian said excitedly: "It would be great if this was the case. We wouldn't risk our lives and work in vain..."

After Pi Yangyang finished transferring the money, he picked up his wine glass and said, "Let's have a drink for future cooperation."

The three of them clinked glasses. Although the Yang family was a little uneasy, they were also very happy at the same time.

With such a large sum of money, Yang Zhixin's tuition, living expenses, and even Yang Die's dowry were enough.