Pindao's Immortal Cultivation Game Comes True

Chapter 45 The power of Jingde Taoism!
The pine box is on the table.

Jingde Laodao opened the pine wood box, and before removing the silk cloth wrapped in ginseng, a strong and extremely strong medicinal fragrance came out.

Call ~
This medicinal fragrance is inhaled into the nasal cavity.

Jingde Laodao only felt refreshed, as if drinking a big cup of strong tea.

The appraiser at the side seemed to have thought of something, and his breathing became short of breath.

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

"it is good!"

Jingde Laodao collected himself and lifted the silk cloth.

The cylindrical head, the slender body, and the beards are like hands and feet, and the whole shape is similar to that of a human being.

This...is not the kind of shape fixed with a mold, but ginseng has survived for a long time and absorbed a lot of heaven and earth aura, thus becoming like this.

To know.

Ordinary ginseng will age and rot if it does not live for a hundred years.

This ginseng has survived for 400 years on Heifeng Mountain. If it is allowed to grow for another 600 years, it will probably become a spirit.

See this scene.

The appraiser leaned in front of the box, picked up the magnifying glass tremblingly, and looked at it.

On the other hand, the old Taoist Jingde, besides feeling inexplicably awesome, couldn't see anything else.

that's it.

The room fell into an eerie silence. The appraiser kept watching with a magnifying glass tremblingly, while Jing De Lao Dao was in a daze.

Speechless for a long time.

at last.

Old Taoist Jingde couldn't help but asked: "Old Zhou, what's the matter, do you want to say something?"

"Huh~" The appraiser took a deep breath, and said with a trembling voice, "Wait a minute, I'll go and double-check the book!"

The voice is finished.

I saw the appraiser, who was getting old, even ran all the way to the study upstairs.

After a moment.

The master appraiser, with a tattered ancient book, held a magnifying glass again, while flipping through the ancient book, while observing the ginseng plant in the pine box.

"Seven taels are ginseng, and eight taels are treasures. After a hundred years, it will transform into a spirit. Its shape will change from a Taoist body to a thousand years into a spirit."

"This, this, this... at least one bead of spiritual ginseng that has been around for hundreds of years, or even nearly a thousand years!" The appraiser exclaimed.

Hear this.

Jingde Laodao was also shocked.

I am afraid that anyone who heard this would be incomparably shocked.

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 the wear and tear of itself, but also the danger from the outside.

"Appraiser, Daoist Jingde, how much can you pay for this ginseng plant in Pindao?"

Xuan Qing said calmly.

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

But if it is placed in the game world, it is not worth mentioning. Even the remote land god who is at the bottom can pull it out if he bites his teeth.

Some people may wonder.

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

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

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

of course.

These are all off topic.

The screen returns to the quiet room.

Facing Xuan Qing's inquiry, Jingde Laodao and the appraiser looked at each other, but they didn't know how to ask for a price.

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 used to sell money so far.

Seeing that the two of them did not speak.

Xuan Qing frowned slightly.

of course.

He also understood the difficulties of the two of them, so he took the initiative to ask: "What is the price of the most expensive ginseng in the world?"

"At the 300th North East Asia Expo, there was a 68-year-old dried ginseng plant, weighing 100 grams, which was sold at an auction price of [-] million yuan!"

The appraiser said in a deep voice.

As a valuable Chinese herbal medicine appraiser who has been engaged in it all his life, he will never miss such a major exhibition every time.

The old Taoist Jingde asked quickly, "Lao Zhou, how much do you think this ginseng should be worth?"

heard.

The appraiser showed hesitation, but finally shook his head, "Priceless, because this is fresh ginseng, and it is the spiritual ginseng with the highest age and the best medicinal effect so far!"

Jingde Laodao was silent for a moment.

finally.

He said, "Fellow Daoist Xuanqing, this item is priceless, what do you think if the old Taoist is willing to give you a hundred million?"

One billion?

Heard such a high price.

The appraiser at 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 simply nodded his head, and did not lower the price like he bought jade before.

His character is like this, if you are sincere, no matter how high or low the price is, he is willing to sell it to you, but if you treat Pindao as a fool, then you will be disappointed.

"Then one hundred million!"

"Good, good, good!"

The old Taoist Jingde was overjoyed, and said three good times again and again, and the wrinkles on his old face crowded together excitedly.

Both parties agree on the will.

But a transaction of [-] million cannot be simply transferred. This kind of amount already requires the presence of a notary to take effect.

Next.

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

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

"Are you the Master of Qingping Temple?"

Xuan Qing nodded slightly.

"A few days ago, the fire department received a complaint, saying that Qingpingguan, a tourist attraction, has a major safety hazard." Jingde Laodao said in a deep voice.

"Because Qingping Temple is under the jurisdiction of Changling City Taoist Association, this complaint finally went to Pindao."

Speaking of it.

Old Taoist Jingde caressed his beard slightly, but he made a fool of himself, "Do you know...how it turned out?"

The corners of Xuan Qing's mouth raised slightly, but he didn't answer.

"Hahaha, the old Taoist beat him down on the spot, and notified the other side of the street, and ordered him to be detained for fourteen days for picking quarrels and provoking trouble!"

The appraiser on the side was also happy.

"Thank you, Daoist Jingde." Xuan Qing cupped his hands.

Although he was not worried about the revenge of that evil obstacle, but suppressing it directly saved a lot of trouble.

but.

He was also a little curious.

Just relying on the name of a city Taoist association, I'm afraid it doesn't have such a lot of energy, right?
Perhaps it was because of the perplexed look on Xuan Qing's face.

The appraiser at the side said: "Little friend, Chairman Jingde is not only the vice-chairman of Changling Daoist Association, but also the chairman of Changling Pharmaceutical!"

Changling Pharmaceutical?

It turned out that this Jingde old man was also the chairman of Changling Pharmaceutical.

No wonder when he said '[-] million' earlier, he was such an understatement, but he was able to suppress that evil thing with a single sentence.

Xuan Qing suddenly realized.

(End of this chapter)