He judged from the color of the toad molt that it was indeed a thousand years. As for the legend of the toad spirit passing through the tribulation, it is probably just a story made up by the seller to attract attention, so Lin Fei didn't care.

But he doesn't need this toad shed. No matter how good the things are, they can't help Xichang treat diseases. What's the use of it?

Seeing that Lin Fei seemed not interested, the fat man blew up and continued, "The one on the right is amazing. This is a deer king antler hunted in the early Qing Dynasty. It is also very precious."

Lin Fei nodded, and he had to say that the Wanbao Pavilion's things were really not worth it. This small piece of deer antler was indeed valuable, but unfortunately, he still couldn't use them even though the things were good. Then he turned around and left without stopping until the fat man spoke.

Seeing this, the fat man was shocked and hurriedly stopped him, "Hey, little brother, I haven't introduced you to the end yet!"

Lin Fei turned his head and glanced at the shriveled ginseng in the safe. At this time, the fat man came to him and whispered, "To be honest, although our Wanbao Pavilion claims that the treasures of the town hall are not for sale, if the little brother really needs them, we can bear to give up the pain."

Lin Fei sneered in his heart, glanced at the fat man and said, "What I want is the thousand-year-old elixir. Since you don't have it here, why should you pull me in for?"

The fat man was shocked when he heard this and hurriedly smiled flatteringly, "Little brother, you're kidding. In the end, this is the thousand-year-old ginseng, one of the three treasures of our Wanbao Pavilion, which is exactly what you need?"

Lin Fei glanced at the shriveled ginseng inside, and a little sarcastic on his face, "Do you really think I am a fool? Can I still distinguish the thousand-year-old ginseng? This is clearly a seven or eight hundred years old ginseng. You actually deceived me as a thousand-year-old elixir. It seems that Wanbao Pavilion is just like this!"

After hearing Lin Fei say this, the fat man twitched his face and smiled awkwardly, "Ahem, I didn't expect that the little brother's eyes were so vicious at such a young age. I admire him."

However, Lin Fei was not confused by his compliment, but just shook his head, "This is nothing. Anyone who often comes into contact with medicinal materials can tell."

"I wonder what my little brother wants this thousand-year-old spiritual medicine. Those spiritual objects are hard to come by. Our 800-year-old ginseng king is real. Isn't it enough for you to need?"

The fat man must have something to do with the position of Wanbao Pavilion manager, and he easily changed the topic and resolved the embarrassment just now.

"My brother must have a thousand-year-old elixir for treatment. Although your ginseng king for 800 years is good, it is a bit useless for me to spend a sky-high price to buy something that I can't use."

As he said that, he bowed to the fat man and said, "Goodbye."

The fat man opened his mouth as Lin Fei left, and finally sighed.

He thought Lin Fei was a rich playboy and would buy this ginseng king at a price easily by himself, but he didn't expect that this kid would hide so deeply that he would not be able to get his own condom at all.

Lin Fei left Wanbao Pavilion, his eyes full of disappointment. He had already visited this huge herbal market, but the longest one was just an 800-year-old ginseng king.

He sighed, isn't there a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine in this world?

Lin Fei walked out of the herb market, and some vendors setting up stalls along the way were shouting. Most of the people placed ordinary herbs that he dug out of the mountains. He glanced at them and they were ordinary herbs that had been a year or two.

When passing an old man's stall, Lin Fei accidentally glanced at him and was stunned. He saw that some medicinal materials such as Polygonatum, Hewu, and Plantain were sparsely placed on this ordinary and innocent stall. Most of these medicinal materials were of poor quality, but a black medicinal material in the corner attracted his attention.

With the blessing of the Qi-Looking Technique, Lin Fei could sense that the plant was filled with extremely rich spiritual energy. Generally speaking, only top-level spiritual medicines could produce such a breath fluctuation.

Lin Fei walked forward quickly, pointed at the black plant with some excitement and said, "Old man, how much does this plant cost?"

The old man who set up a stall is an old man in his sixties or seventies, wearing tattered gray clothes. His face was yellow and his body was thin. At first glance, he might only have some bones left.

When he saw the thing Lin Fei pointed at, he was stunned and excited. He looked at Lin Fei carefully, "Young man, this is the Ganoderma lucidum I dug from the mountains two days ago. Although it is not very good, it is definitely real. My wife is still waiting to use money to treat the disease. You can give it a price."

Lin Fei was about to say something, but a shout suddenly rang in his ear, "Old thing, your broken thing is still Ganoderma lucidum, it really makes people laugh!"

Then a man facing the ferocious face walked up to Lin Fei and said with a flattering smile, "I have Ganoderma lucidum, I have Ganoderma lucidum, but I'm still decades old!" As he said that, he pointed to a small Ganoderma lucidum located on the side, and saw a small Ganoderma lucidum as thick as a thumb in the middle, which was probably only a few years old.

At this time, the old man couldn't help but refute, "Why are you like this? Even if you don't believe me, this is Ganoderma lucidum, you won't ruin my business. My wife is still waiting to use money to cure her illness!"

The man's face shook and shouted to Lin Fei, "Little brother, don't be fooled by this old guy. He just pretends to be pitiful and wins sympathy!"

Lin Fei frowned. It would be fine if this man used Ganoderma lucidum for several years to deceive him, but he still humiliated the old man repeatedly in front of him. The old man had a pale face and thin skin. At first glance, he was malnourished for a long time. Besides, even if he was not a wife waiting for money to treat the disease, he would definitely be short of money. Otherwise, who would still sell things at such an old age?

He was already extremely disgusted with this person and ignored him at all. He just looked at the old man and said, "Old man, I bought your Ganoderma lucidum, I'll give you 200,000 yuan?"

"What... are you saying true?"

When the old man heard this, he suspected that he had heard it wrong. He opened his mouth wide in surprise and looked at Lin Fei in disbelief.

"That's right, is 200,000 enough?" Lin Fei nodded and said word by word.

"Enough is enough!" The old man nodded like pounding garlic, as if he was afraid that Lin Fei would regret it. He originally thought that it would be good to sell this Ganoderma lucidum for 500 yuan, but he didn't dare to think about it for 200,000 yuan.

“Cash or transfer?”

The old man hesitated for a while, "It's better to have cash, I'm not familiar with transfers or something."

Lin Fei nodded, "Then you wait for me here for a while. I don't bring so much cash with me. There is a bank next to me to collect it."

As he said that, he walked quickly towards a bank not far away.

The man facing the vicious side looked at the scene in front of him, and felt as if he had suffered a 10,000-bit critical hit in his heart, and almost spit out an old blood. Why didn't such a good thing happen to him?

(End of this chapter)
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