Jiang Han didn't weigh the black-veined bamboos he harvested.

After all, there was no chance to weigh him.

However, a single black-striped bamboo is about 20 grams.

The quality of the black striped bamboo is not too high, and it is very light to hold in the hand.

And at this moment, there are more than 80 black-striped bamboos thrown on the ground.

That's more than 1,600 grams.

If, according to Uncle Long, one gram of black-veined bamboo can be sold for a sky-high price of 32,000, then the total value of these black-veined bamboos that Jiang Han had just harvested has exceeded 50 million alliance coins!

Rao is Jiang Han only felt that his qi and blood were surging.

It's no wonder that Uncle Long had such an expression just now.

If you were any other person, you wouldn't be much better than Uncle Long, and even the moment you saw the black-veined bamboo, you had already started to snatch it!

When it comes to elixir worth 50 million, a martial artist may not be able to earn so much money in his lifetime, how can he not be impressed?

However, looking at Uncle Long and them, although they were surprised and envious, Jiang Han couldn't see other emotions in their eyes, let alone feelings like greed.

"You put the black striped bamboo first, this thing is too tempting."

Uncle Long took a deep breath, and then admonished: "Remember one thing in the future, it is related to high-value gains, and you must learn to hide it." ”

"This is in front of us, change to any other squad, I'm afraid it's already a fight now."

Uncle Long could see that Jiang Han really didn't understand anything about acting in the wasteland, and he trusted them too much, so he had to mention Jiang Han.

"Oh."

Jiang Han also seemed to sense that something was wrong, and put his right hand on the black-veined bamboo, and put it all into the system space.

After the black-veined bamboo disappeared, Uncle Long and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

This feeling of suppressing one's inner desires is really uncomfortable.

It's just out of sight and out of mind.

"What I just said is the auction price, and in general, in this case, there will be malicious bidding and price support, so the price will be inflated to a certain extent."

"But even so, the normal price of black-striped bamboo fluctuates around 30,000 yuan."

"The main reason is that the demand for this thing is too large, and it cannot be artificially cultivated, and the growth cycle is characterized by a round of 20 years, which determines that the amount of black striped bamboo will not be much, so the market price has been high."

"Xiao Han, these black-veined bamboos in your hand, if you trade slowly, the total value should be around 50 million."

When he said this, Uncle Long's tone was a little helpless.

Originally, Jiang Han was the poorest among them.

But now, Uncle Long suddenly discovered that Jiang Han seemed to be the richest of them.

The strange beasts that Jiang Han hunted along the way were worth about three or four hundred thousand, and the corpse of the Silver Winged Wolf King was worth more than three million alliance coins.

In addition, Jiang Han made a lot of efforts in this mission, and he was able to take away nearly forty percent of the task rewards, which is another 1.5 million alliance coins.

With these alone, Jiang Han's income from entering the wasteland for the first time reached five million alliance coins!

If you add these black-veined bamboos......

Five and a half million!

Uncle Long has been working hard in the wasteland for 20 years, and his savings are only more than 30 million.

And Jiang Han's income from just one trip reached 55 million!

Not to mention Uncle Tiger.

Although they didn't speak, the atmosphere between the people had a hint of lemon.

Jiang Han sensed that something was wrong with the expressions of several people.

took the initiative to speak: "Actually, these black-veined bamboos also have your share. ”

"If it weren't for you helping me drain the Steelmane Boar King, I wouldn't have had time to collect the black-veined bamboo."

"Let's do it, we ...... these black-veined bamboos."

Jiang Han was halfway through his words when he was interrupted by Uncle Long raising his hand.

"These black-veined bamboos are your own harvest."

"We lured away the steel-maned boar king, just to break the yin grass, and it has nothing to do with the black-striped bamboo."

"Although your uncles are not as profitable as you, they have saved a lot over the years."

"You can keep these black-veined bamboos for yourself."

This is the second time Jiang Han has been rejected.

The last time he was rejected, it was when Jiang Han got the corpse of the Silver Winged Wolf King.

It's just that this time is too different from this time.

Jiang Han really didn't expect that Uncle Long and the others would be able to refuse even 50 million alliance coins.

This black-veined bamboo, which is worth 50 million, is divided into one point, and everyone can also get about 10 million.

Not only did Uncle Long refuse, but Uncle Dao heard the meaning of Jiang Han's words, and couldn't help laughing: "Who do you look down on?" ”

"Isn't it 50 million? When there is no like. ”

Uncle Dao said it very easily, but he did seem to be qualified to say it.

On the previous life and death platform, Uncle Dao took Li Yang's 20 million, plus his own 20 million, these two items alone are 40 million.

"Okay, don't talk about these things that don't have them."

Uncle Long stretched out his hand and put away the Broken Yin Grass on the ground.

"Now that you've got the quest items, it's time to leave."

"I'll hand in the task after I go back, and the task reward will arrive in about three days, and then according to each person's different efforts, negotiate and share."

In order not to let everyone's attention continue to focus on the batch of black-striped bamboos, Uncle Long took the initiative to divert the topic.

Originally, a few people came out this time, and they entered the wasteland in a hurry to complete the task.

Although everything went well, I was a little tired after all, and now that I have the mission items, there is no reason to continue to stay in the wasteland, so it is better to go back early.

Following the route they had taken before, a group of five people trotted all the way.

At this rate, as long as there are no accidents, we will be able to reach the steel line around noon tomorrow, and then take the train back to the city.

But in the wasteland, the most important thing is the accident.

Not sure why.

Obviously, when they came, they didn't encounter any powerful beasts, but when they went back, from time to time, strange beasts would rush out and block Jiang Han's footsteps.

Moreover, the quality of the beasts ranged from high-level beasts to middle-level beasts.

If it is ordinary, it will be met, Jiang Han is practicing with Uncle Long, but he is not afraid of what the intermediate beast will do.

But on the contrary, this group of strange beasts came too closely, one after another.

Often, Jiang Han and they solved one end and met the next one within a few minutes.

It was precisely because of this that Jiang Han's travel speed was seriously slowed down.

There is another point that Jiang Han and they can't understand.

Every strange beast they came across would let out a long howl, as if calling for their companions.

Zhongzhong's anomaly made Jiang Han and each of them sense that something was wrong.

"Don't fight, leave quickly!"

Seeing that two mid-level beast-level beasts appeared in front of him and began to howl in the sky, Uncle Long finally couldn't help but order.

This sense of oppression that the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings makes everyone feel a little uneasy.