Long Yichen's face did not have a trace of a smile, he looked at Qian Xing, with a solemn expression: "You still have to be careful, Jiang Bo, I have heard of it, is very cunning, this matter was raised by the prince, I am afraid that he has a sword." ”

Qian Xing nodded, put away his smug expression, and assured Long Yichen: "Lord Wang, please rest assured, the lower officials have done a good job in this matter, and they will definitely not find out about the lower officials' heads, after all, there is indeed grain in the treasury, which is inevitable." ”

Long Yichen's eyes swept over everyone's faces, and said with a serious face: "In the future, everyone must be cautious in doing things, some people have unclean hands and feet, and they have washed them for me. ”

Several ministers felt that the situation was a little serious, and when they heard Long Yichen say this, they all said that they would be cautious and never cause trouble to King Changle.

After King Changle and a few adults left, the boss of Wanfulou was immediately called to a room with a local name.

Boss Wan saw the bearded man in front of him, and his face was immediately full of smiles: "Mr. Bo, you can be regarded as coming, I've been thinking about you for many days." ”

Bo Si drank a glass of wine slowly, stared at Boss Wan with his deep eyes, and said casually: "I see that you are not worried about me, but about the fairy grass in my hand." ”

At this time, Long Xilin and Yi Qinghan, who were eavesdropping on the roof, were slightly taken aback.

They didn't expect that this Bo Si would actually speak the words of Longling Kingdom, and he spoke quite slippery.

The two just exchanged glances with each other, neither of them spoke, and continued to listen intently to the movement below.

As soon as Boss Wan heard the word "fairy grass", he immediately felt that his whole body was itchy, and even the cracks of his bones were itchy.

He wanted to go out to eat, but he thought that there was only a little bit of his fairy grass left, and it would be gone if he ate it again, so he didn't dare to leave for a while, and said to Bo Si: "Mr. Bo, can you send me some more fairy grass." ”

After he finished speaking, he felt that it was wrong, such a good thing, people gave it the first time, how could he be embarrassed to let people send it for the second time.

Thinking about it like this, he immediately changed his words: "It's not to give, it's to sell, and please ask Mr. Bo to make a price, and I'll buy you some of the fairy grass." ”

Bo Si took out a matchbox, took out a match, and with a "snap", struck a match, and lit the cigarette in his mouth.

He took a light breath, then spat out a white smoke ring in the direction where Boss Wan was.

Boss Wan looked at the firewood that suddenly burned in his hand, although it was strange in his heart, but he knew before that Bo Si often took out some strange things, and he had seen this thing before, called matches.

It looks good, but it's not practical.

After all, they have flint, what can they do with a fire as small as a match, in such a short time? Cooking with firewood doesn't always work well.

So, he didn't take the gadget to heart.

At this moment, what he cared more about was the fairy grass.

Bo Si took the cigarette from his mouth and looked at Boss Wan: "Boss Wan, I heard that the significance of immortals in your Longling Kingdom is very remarkable, that is the god that you Longling Country people believe in, my fairy grass, since it can make you, a mortal, happy like a fairy, it is something that can be met but not sought, how can you say that you can buy it?" ”

He paused and continued: "If it is true that money can be bought, then isn't it true that everyone can become an immortal as long as they spend money?" ”

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