My Master is Lin Zhengying

How much would it cost if all of this was exchanged for silver?

"Okay, so many babies!"

"How much does it cost..."

"I've never seen so much money..."

Qiu Sheng's literary talent and music, he unconsciously sighed.

Only Nan Chen didn't feel much.

In his previous life, he was poor and loved money.

I work so hard every day, like garbage, like a machine.

There is no self, only work and entertainment.

For money, he is actually no different from the walking dead.

Only after he crossed over did he understand.

It turns out that there are many ways to live.

Many things cannot be exchanged for money.

Living comfortably is what he is pursuing now.

In this life, he just wants to live a good life, study Taoism well, and be an exorcist.

If you have the chance, go back to the real world.

For the rest, Nan Chen had really let go.

Money is not as important to him as it was in his previous life.

With a sullen face, Nan Chen said coldly:

"Could it be that it's just these crap?"

The mouse demon was taken aback, and hurriedly put down the jewelry in his hand.

Facing Nan Chen, he spoke again:

"Dao, Daoist, don't panic.

I have two good things here.

Just wait, wait..."

After finishing speaking, in order to survive the rat demon, he gave away the jewels, gold, etc. in the treasure box.

Take them all out and throw them on the ground.

It seems to be looking for something in the box.

After a while, it took out something wrapped in a red cloth.

"What the hell is this?"

Jiale asked curiously,

The rat demon smiled "hehe":

"Several Taoists, this is, this is an old mountain ginseng, at least 300 years old.

This is a precious medicine, you see, can this change my life? "

The 300-year-old wild ginseng is indeed a treasure.

It also moved Nan Chen and the others.

For exorcists like Nan Chen who licked their blood, it was a yam that had aged.

It can not only enhance one's own profound energy, but also energy and blood.

It can also speed up the healing of some injuries.

Often saves his life.

This is a good thing, in Nan Chen's eyes.

It is more practical than the blood-sucking gold and silver jewelry.

After all, old yams may not be available even if you have money.

"This, this is a good thing!"

"bring here!"

Jia Lewen nodded.

Qiusheng took it in one hand and smelled it a bit.

It is true that the medicinal fragrance is strong, and it must be old.

As for whether it is 300 years, I don't know.

However, Nan Chen still had a calm face, and said in a long voice: