My immortal cultivation game has come true

The pine box sits on the table.

Taoist Jingde opened the pine box, but before removing the silk cloth wrapping the ginseng, a strong medicinal fragrance came out.

Phew~

This medicinal fragrance is inhaled into the nasal cavity.

Old Taoist Jingde felt refreshed, as if he had drank a large cup of strong tea.

The appraiser on the side seemed to have thought of something, and his breathing became rapid.

"President Jingde, please open it quickly and take a look!" the appraiser urged.

"good!"

Old Taoist Jingde calmed down and lifted up the silk cloth.

The cylindrical head, slender body, and its ginseng beards look like hands and feet, and the entire shape is similar to that of a human being.

This is not the kind of shape that is fixed with a mold, but because ginseng survives for a long time and absorbs a lot of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, it becomes like this.

To know.

Ordinary ginseng will not live for more than a hundred years before it will age and rot.

This ginseng plant has survived on Black Wind Mountain for a full four hundred years. If it is allowed to grow for another six hundred years, it may become a monster.

See this scene.

The appraiser approached the box, tremblingly picked up the magnifying glass and looked at it.

On the other hand, Old Taoist Jingde on the side couldn't see anything else except that he felt it was inexplicably awesome.

that's all.

The room fell into an eerie silence. The appraiser kept looking with a magnifying glass tremblingly, while Mr. Jingde stood aside in a daze.

I was speechless for a long time.

finally.

Old Taoist Jingde couldn't help but ask: "Old Zhou, what do you think? Can you say something?"

"Huh~" The appraiser took a deep breath and said with a trembling voice: "Wait a minute, I'll go read some books!"

The words were finished.

I saw the appraiser, despite his age, still running all the way towards the study room upstairs.

After a while.

The master appraiser, carrying a tattered ancient book, once again held a magnifying glass, while flipping through the ancient book, he observed the ginseng plant in the pine box.

"Seven taels are ginseng and eight taels are treasures. After a hundred years, they will turn into spirits. Their shapes will change from Taoism to a spirit and monster after a thousand years."

"This, this, this, this... is at least a spiritual ginseng that is hundreds of years old, or even nearly a thousand years old!" The appraiser exclaimed.

Hear this.

Jingde Taoist was also extremely shocked.

I'm afraid anyone would be extremely shocked when they hear this.

Anyone who has studied biology knows that ginseng can theoretically live for four to five hundred years, but in fact, in this process, it is not only its own wear and tear, but also the greater dangers from the outside.

"Master appraiser, Taoist Master Jingde, how much can you offer for this ginseng plant from Pindao?"

Xuan Qing said calmly.

Perhaps on this side of the earth, this 400-year-old ginseng is a unique treasure.

But if you put it in the game world, it is not worth mentioning. Even the remote land god at the bottom can take it out by gritting his teeth.

Some people may be confused.

Obviously you have the ability to travel between the two worlds, why can't you make some handicrafts and sell them in ancient times?

In fact, it is possible to make a little money, but if you want to make a lot of money, it is only possible if the scale reaches a certain level.

For him, maybe in the future he will choose to operate a large-scale industry when he has more subordinates and a larger territory.

certainly.

These are all beside the point.

The scene returns to the quiet room.

Faced with Xuan Qing's inquiry, Master Jingde and the appraiser looked at each other, but neither of them knew how to make an offer.

Perhaps it cannot be said that this is the only spiritual ginseng that appears on the earth, but what is certain is that this is the only spiritual ginseng that has been sold for money so far.

The two of them didn't speak.

Xuan Qing frowned slightly.

certainly.

He also understood the two people's difficulties, and immediately took the initiative to ask: "What is the price of the most expensive ginseng in the world today?"

"At the 8th North East Asia Expo, there was a 300-year-old dried ginseng that weighed 68 grams and was finally sold at auction for 11 million!"

The appraiser said in a deep voice.

As an appraiser of valuable Chinese herbal medicines that I have been engaged in all my life, I will never miss such an important exhibition.

The old Taoist Jingde on the side quickly asked: "Old Zhou, how much do you think this ginseng is worth?"

Hear the words.

The appraiser looked hesitant, but finally shook his head, "Priceless, because this is fresh ginseng. It is the spiritual ginseng with the longest age and the best medicinal effect so far!"

Old Taoist Jingde was silent for a moment.

final.

He opened his mouth and said, "Fellow Taoist Xuanqing, this thing is priceless. What do you think if Taoist is willing to pay 100 million yuan for it?"

One hundred million?

I heard such a sky-high price.

The appraiser on the side did not show the slightest surprise, but nodded in agreement, as if only such a high price was worthy of this peerless spiritual ginseng.

This time.

Xuan Qing nodded simply and did not lower the price like he did before when he bought jade.

His character is like this. If you are sincere, he will sell it to you regardless of the price. If you treat Pindao as a fool, you will be disappointed.

"Then just 100 million!"

"Okay, okay, great!"

Old Taoist Jingde was overjoyed and said three good words repeatedly. The wrinkles on his old face were squeezed together with excitement.

Both parties agree on their wishes.

But a transaction of 100 million yuan cannot be simply transferred. This amount requires the presence of a notary to take effect.

Next.

The three of them sat in the quiet room, drinking tea and chatting.

When Jingde Taoist learned that the Taoist Xuanqing in front of him was the master of Qingping Temple, a look of surprise flashed across his face.

"Are you the master of Qingping Temple?"

Xuanqing nodded slightly.

"A few days ago, the fire department received a complaint saying that Qingping Temple, a tourist attraction, has major safety hazards." Jingde Taoist said in a deep voice.

"Because Qingping Temple is under the jurisdiction of Changling Taoist Association, the complaint finally came to me."

At this point.

Jingde Taoist stroked his beard slightly, but kept it a secret, "Do you know... what the result was?"

Xuanqing's mouth corners slightly raised, but he did not answer.

"Hahaha, the old Taoist beat him down on the spot, and notified the street, and charged him with provoking trouble and detained him for fourteen days!"

The appraisal master on the side was also happy.

"Thank you, Taoist Jingde." Xuanqing bowed.

Although he was not worried about the evildoer's revenge, suppressing it directly saved a lot of trouble.

However.

He was also a little curious.

With just the name of a city Taoist Association, it might not have such great power, right?

Perhaps he noticed the doubt on Xuanqing's face.

The appraisal master on the side said: "My friend, President Jingde is not only the vice president of Changling Taoist Association, but also the chairman of Changling Pharmaceutical!"

Changling Pharmaceutical?

It turns out that this old Taoist Jingde is also the chairman of Changling Pharmaceutical.

No wonder he said "one hundred million" so lightly before, and he was able to suppress the evildoer's matter with just one sentence.

Xuanqing suddenly realized.