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Chapter 863

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However, in the next moment, the slightly embarrassed cultivator took out a ginseng from his Qiankun Pouch.

"Young Master, this is an old ginseng. It's a purebred wild ginseng. Just look at the texture, the pattern, and the smell of the ginseng. You can tell it's good stuff. If Young Master doesn't want to lend it to me, it's fine. I'll sell it to Young Master! This kind of good stuff can't be bought even with ten thousand silver coins. Since Young Master and I are fated to meet, I'll sell it to Young Master for five thousand! "

Fengjiu glanced at the ginseng and said with a faint smile, "No need. I don't need this. If you have this, you can sell it for money. How could you lack money?"

"Isn't it because Young Master is generous and doesn't lack money? Moreover, I don't want to go through too much trouble, "he said with a bashful smile.

"Is that so?" Mo Tiange stroked her chin and asked, "This one is too little. Do you have more? Or, do you have something else? "

Upon hearing this, the cultivator's eyes lit up. "Yes, yes, yes. I still have a lot. How about we find a place to sit down and talk?"

"Sitting down and talking is too time-consuming. How about this! There aren't many people in the alley ahead. Let's go there and talk? "Mo Tiange looked at the alley ahead and gestured.

"Sure, sure, sure. Young Master, please." The cultivator hurriedly made an inviting gesture and walked towards the alley with Mo Tiange.

Fengjiu walked into the alley with Leng Shuang and Leng Hua following behind her. The siblings didn't know what she was planning. They glanced at each other and quietly followed her.

When they arrived at the alley, the cultivator took out twenty or so precious medicinal ingredients from his Qiankun Pouch. Among them, there were several old ginseng. He placed them on the ground and looked at Fengjiu. "Young Master, take a look. Tell me which one you like. I'll give you the cheapest price."

"You even have this?"

Fengjiu squatted on the ground and picked up one of the medicinal ingredients with a smile. She put it down and picked up another one to take a look. Finally, after examining each medicinal ingredient, she asked with a smile, "How much do you plan to pay to keep my mouth shut?"

Hearing this, the cultivator was stunned. He asked, "W-what?"

"Selling fake medicine is a serious crime, you've got guts!" She cast a sidelong glance at the cultivator: "Speak! How much hush money? If there aren't any benefits, hehe … "

Hearing this, the male cultivator was startled and knew that he had met an expert. He immediately put away the four corners of the cloth on the ground, rolled up the items, and wanted to leave. "What fake medicine? It's fine if you don't want to buy it, but you don't have to slander me like this. "

However, just as he was about to run, he was blocked by the man and woman. He couldn't help but turn around and glare at the red-clothed youth. "What are you trying to do?"

"Hush money." Her eyes flashed as she said with a smile.

"I don't have any money."

"Do I look like someone who lacks money?" She glanced at him with disdain.

"Then what kind of hush money do you want?" he asked with a frown.

"Your fake medicine looks quite real. How did you do it? Teach me. "

As soon as she said this, the male cultivator's eyes widened in disbelief and he glared at her. "You, don't even think about it!"

Hearing this, she raised her eyebrows. "So you're saying that you want me to report you for selling fake medicine? At that time, not only will the imperial family punish you, even the Pharmacist Guild won't let you off easily. "

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