Chapter 60: Imperial Ginseng
"Cut... You think I really believe it, I said Iron Old Man, you are so unreliable when you brag. ”
"I'm really not bragging this time! That Imperial Ginseng at the bottom of the well in the backyard can really buy ten Crit Cities!"
"Okay, okay, even if what you say is true, then let me ask you, that imperial ginseng is so valuable, why do you want to give it to me, can't you take it and sell it yourself?"
"I'd like to sell it... It's a pity that the imperial ginseng is not ripe yet..."
"Then you wait for it to mature, and then you sell it. ”
"If I knew when it would ripen, would you think I'd give it to you? ”
"What do you mean?"
"I'll tell you this, that imperial ginseng may ripen tonight, tomorrow, next year, or even ten or a hundred years later... At my age, one foot has already stepped into the coffin, and I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for the day when it matures. And I'm tired, I've had enough of Crit City, I want to go back to the countryside now, and enjoy my retirement life in peace. ”
"Then you can take the imperial ginseng back to the countryside to raise, even if you can't wait for it to mature, it's good to give it to you as a funeral gift." ”
"You think the imperial ginseng is a potted plant! If you want to take it away, you can take it away, and if you say transplant it, you will transplant it. It's a high-grade elixir! And it's a very sensitive high-grade elixir! The slightest change in the surrounding environment will cause it to die instantly!"
"Then you find a rich buyer and sell it. ”
"Ashin, seeing you, I finally know what it means to have well-developed limbs and a simple mind. ”
"What do you mean?"
"I'll just ask you, if you were a buyer and you would let me leave the gym alive after seeing the Imperial Ginseng?"
"Why not?"
"Why aren't you afraid that I will leak the news of Imperial Ginseng to other buyers?!"
"yes..."
“......”
"By the way, you can find a buyer who can't beat you, aren't you a B-rank fighting spirit? ”
"Do you think that a high-grade elixir like Imperial Ginseng can be afforded by a C-level fighting soul?"
"It seems to be..."
"Stinky boy, I'm really convinced of you, it's so verbose to give you a baby, do you want it, if you don't want it, I'll go and destroy the imperial ginseng now!"
"Yes, yes, of course!"
"Imperial ginseng is very easy to take care of, you just need to water it a little every morning. ”
"So how can I tell if it's ripe?"
"There is a small white flower on the head of the imperial ginseng, and when the small white flower blooms, it means that the imperial ginseng is ripe. ”
"Oh oh..."
"Remember, don't let the spirit hunters know about the Imperial Ginseng, they, the Soul Hunters, once they see a high-grade elixir like the Imperial Ginseng, they will do anything. ”
"I don't think the Soul Hunter is as terrifying as the legend says, I think this Spirit Hunter is good. ”
"How many spirit hunters have you just met? Do you know how fierce spirit hunters are?"
"Good, good... I see, I won't let the Spirit Hunter know about Imperial Ginseng. ”
"Also, if you can really wait until the Imperial Ginseng matures, don't let other fighting spirits know that you have Imperial Ginseng, and the puppet is not guilty of his crimes, you should understand this truth. ”
"Got it..."
"Remember, imperial ginseng must not be sold at the market, it must be sold at an auction house, and it must be a well-known auction house in a big city. ”
"Old man Tong, can you finish what you have to say in one breath, it's really long-winded. ”
"I'm also verbose for your own good, not because I'm afraid that you will die because of Imperial Ginseng. ”
"Ashin, I'll leave with my lord first! I'll come to the Crit Restaurant to find us later. ”
Seeing Ashin and Old Man Tong standing in the corner whispering, Luo Feng and the cripple were not easy to disturb.
At the same time, it was getting dark, and the dirty gym was obviously unusable without cleaning, so it didn't make sense for Luo Feng and the cripple to stay here.
"Wait for me!" Under the cripple's shout, Ah Xin replied, and then said goodbye to the copper curator: "Old man Tong, I'll leave first if there's nothing to do, I remember the emperor at the bottom of the well, thank you." ”
"Ashin, Crit City is not as simple as you see, I advise you not to participate in the troubled waters of the Spirit Hunter. Looking at Ashin's back, Curator Tong couldn't help but remind again.
"When the imperial ginseng matures, if I am still alive, I will definitely go to your hometown and give you a pension. ”
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Jinba boxing gym, backyard, next to the dry well.
The figure of the copper curator stood quietly beside the dry well, staring thoughtfully at a small white flower at the bottom of the well.
This dry well was drilled by Director Tong thirty years ago, when he had just bought the Jinba Boxing Gym.
Curator Tong never thought that when he was digging a well, he would be able to dig up imperial ginseng.
From that day on, the director of the copper hall closed the gym and never recruited students again, because he was afraid that other fighting spirits would find the imperial ginseng in the dry well.
This guard has been guarded for 30 years, and the copper curator has also become a copper old man.
Imperial ginseng has not bloomed for a long time, the copper curator finally can't stand it anymore, he doesn't want to stay up like this anymore, imperial ginseng has delayed him for 30 years, and he has no more years to live in the year of the sixtieth year, so he doesn't want to waste the remaining time on imperial ginseng.
Before that, the old man wanted to destroy the emperor's ginseng, and what he couldn't get, he didn't want others to get.
However, this imperial ginseng, he has been taking care of it for thirty years, just like his child, destroying it, the copper curator really can't do it.
Fortunately, Ashin is here, if the imperial ginseng is left to Ashin, the copper curator will at least not be too uncomfortable, after all, Ashin is the copper curator's best friend.
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At night, the crit restaurant, the fifth floor, inside the luxury suite.
"Cripple, I didn't expect that in our lifetime, we would still be able to eat in a crit restaurant and live in a luxury suite. Ashin, who was sitting on the sofa, admired the luxurious decoration in the suite and said excitedly.
Once upon a time, when the lame man was at his most beautiful, he was still called artillery, and he and Ashin often came to the crit restaurant to consume, and they were not short of money at that time.
"It's a pity that things are different at this moment...", the lame man on the side sighed.
The crit restaurant is still the crit restaurant, and the luxury suite is still the luxury suite, but the cripple is no longer the artillery of the year.
"I'm going to play in the Trials in three days, so tell me what the Trials are. "Luo Feng didn't have any bottom in his heart about the trial competition.
"My lord, the purpose of the trial is to test whether a fighting spirit is qualified to become a boxer. ”
"How do you test it?"
"In the Trials arena, your opponent is an evil spirit, and if you can kill the evil spirit, the trial will be considered passed. ”
"Evil spirits, what level of evil spirits, can they use weapons?"