My Sons And Daughters Are All God-Level Awakened, And The Pressure Is On Me

After taking a shower, Yang Ming sat on the head of the bed wrapped in a towel.

The character panel was directly summoned.

Name: Yang Ming

Strength: 2510 (Double Martial Artist)

Speed: 1930 (the first level of martial arts)

Constitution: 270 (Warrior Duo)

Spirit: 120 (you are so smart)

Talents: Giant Ant Power (Mortal Level 3), Fireball (Spirit Level 1), Poison Stinger (Mortal Level 5)

"After killing the giant ape, my attributes have increased by a large amount. It took only one day from a martial apprentice to a martial artist. This speed of cultivation can no longer be described as a miracle, but a miracle...except for the legend Among the god-level talent holders in the world, who else can match me."

Yang Ming's pupils shone with confidence.

After finishing speaking, he walked directly to the balcony window, and the bright moonlight fell down at this moment, shining on his already formed 8-pack abs.

The eight-pack abs are already in shape when Yang Ming's physique exceeds 30 points.

And at present, it seems that this thing can still evolve, 8 yuan becomes 16 yuan.

Strange to say, after improving his physique, he became stronger besides his physical body.

The appearance has not changed a little bit, and it still looks exactly the same as before.

The only thing that has changed may be that the wrinkles on the face have disappeared.

But he is not very old, and there are not many wrinkles on his face.

Looking at the strange-smelling grass placed next to him, Yang Ming smiled happily, "I will sell you tomorrow morning, and then I will buy a better set of equipment, so that when I go to Beast God Ridge next time, I will be able to hunt stronger monsters." It's a beast."

It has to be said that in the outer area of ​​Beast God Ridge, spiritual grass worth millions was picked up.

He himself felt that he was really lucky.

After sighing, Yang Ming changed his clothes and walked out of the house.

The two little ones in the family haven't had dinner yet, so it's time to cook.

.........

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly.

After sending off the two little guys, Yang Ming also ushered in free time.

Behind his back was the sword that was polished last night.

He walked out with the smelly grass in his arms.

After going out, take a taxi directly.

"Master, go to Wuzhe Street."

"okay."

Wuzhe Street is the most famous street in Ruicheng. There are vendors and big shops inside. The construction is also very distinctive. Both sides of the street are filled with statues of various beasts. Coming here is like coming to Beast God Ridge. Some cowards will even pee their pants in fright.

When Yang Ming came here, the place was already full of people, not to mention crowded, but almost the same.

As soon as he entered the street, a small vendor poked his head out and asked, "Brother, do you want to sell the smelly grass in your hand? I am willing to bid 500,000 yuan to buy it. I wonder if you have any intention?"

For this kind of dishonest street vendor, Yang Ming didn't even bother to deal with it.

500000?

My thing is worth at least 2 million, okay?

Do you really think I'm ignorant?

The reason why he dared to come here today was that he must have made sufficient preparations last night.

He learned from the information he found on the Internet.

Scented Grass is one of the main materials for refining Zengling Pill.

Depending on the appearance, the market value is probably between 1.5 million and 3 million.

You must know that Zengling Pill is a high-grade pill that can increase the level of mortal talents. One piece is worth more than ten million yuan, and there is no market for it. As one of its main materials, the strange smell grass will naturally not worry about selling it.

So Yang Ming is not in a hurry to sell at all.

He was going to shop around and go to two more shops.

Finally, strive for a high price

"The belt polished by Wannian crocodile skin is on special price today, only 996, only 996, if you buy it, you will earn it, if you buy it, you will earn it."

"Passing by, don't miss it. The wings of the seventh-order fierce beast Golden Winged Peng King cost only 996. Wearing this thing on the body, ordinary monsters dare not get close."

"Snake gall and snake gall, the fresh and warm first-order green-striped snake gall, only 150,000 yuan. If no one wants it, then I will sell it to the pharmacy at a special price. Buy it quickly, buy it quickly."

 …

One after another, the deafening cries of hawking rang non-stop on the street.

"Boss, how much is this snake gall sold to the pharmacy?"

After hearing the inquiry, the boss didn't raise his head, "145,000, I don't bargain here, thank you!"

"Fuck, wouldn't I be at a big loss then?"

The expression on Yang Ming's face was somewhat mournful.

Walking around Beast God Ridge, he hunted and killed several ferocious beasts one after another.

In the end, I didn't bring anything back, which is too bad for me.

When he opened a restaurant to do business before, he knew that warriors were very capable of making money.

Because whenever warriors come to his house for dinner, they don't even blink when they spend money.

But he never expected that the ability of warriors to earn money would be so strong.

The blue-striped snake is only a first-order beast, equivalent to a monk in the martial arts realm.

Its snake gall is actually worth 150,000.

This can catch up with his family's net income in the previous year.

"It seems that after I go home, I will learn more about fierce beasts."

After Yang Ming muttered, he continued to walk in with the smelly grass in his arms.

"Brother, can you sell this thing? The price is negotiable."

"Brother, I offer 1 million, you sell this thing to me."

"Brother, 1.5 million, I'll offer 1.5 million, I beg you, just sell it to me."

Every one or two steps, someone chased up to quote and ask the price, which made Yang Ming very irritable.

In the end, he didn't bother to go shopping, and went straight into a shop called [Qingxin Pavilion].

 …

The moment he entered the store, the surrounding noises disappeared instantly.

Pleasant guzheng music reverberates in the shop.

The decoration of the store is somewhat similar to that of an ancient pawn shop.

An elderly man with a goatee is sitting behind the shelf, drinking tea, very leisurely.

For Yang Ming's arrival, he only glanced at it, and then looked away.

"Do you want tea?"

"Thanks."

Right in front of the container, there was a wooden stool. Yang Ming sat on it directly, and he placed the smelly grass on the container.

In order to show the way of hospitality, the old man brewed a new pot of tea again.

The fragrance of tea fills the air, surrounded by music.

If a person stays here all year round, the soul will probably be upgraded to a higher level.

It's hard to imagine that there is such a strange shop in such a bustling Wuzhe Street.

"Please." The old man brought up a new cup of tea.

"Good tea." Yang Ming doesn't know much about tea.

In his opinion, as long as it tastes good, it is good tea.

Seeing this, the old man shook his head slightly.

Then look at the smelly grass to quote directly.

"How about 4 million?"

Yang Ming's eyes were a little surprised.

"make a deal."

5 minutes later.

"[Holy Federal Bank] Your account ending in 2345 completed the transaction at 10:00 on June 20 + 4,000,000, with a balance of 4,500,000."

The 500,000 deposit was earned by him for more than ten years of hard work. According to his original idea, as long as he saves a little money and finds a job like a security guard, the money is enough for him to raise his two children. , after all, prices are not expensive now.

But the plan can never keep up with the changes. Now that I have become a millionaire, it is time to re-plan the previous plan.