Huang Bairong was stunned and stared at Lu Fan's hand with wide eyes.
When he saw it clearly, Huang Bairong suddenly screamed "Oh my God!"
"Ginseng..."
"Oh my goodness! How come you have such a big ginseng in your hand?"
Lu Fan smiled faintly and said, "Again, you don't need to worry about where I got the ginseng from! I just want to ask you, what do you think of this ginseng of mine?"
Huang Bairong took the ginseng and looked at it carefully.
After looking at it for a long time, Huang Bairong suddenly said excitedly, "What a good ginseng! It's really a good ginseng! If I'm not mistaken, this ginseng of Young Noble Lu must be at least ten years old, right?"
"Is Manager Huang sure?"
"certainly."
Huang Bairong said this with a solemn oath.
Lu Fan also believed in Huang Bairong, knowing that this landlord from Qingyang Town was knowledgeable and experienced.
When Lu Fan heard Huang Bairong say that his ginseng was about ten years old, his mind started to work quickly.
"I've been growing ginseng for about ten days now. If what Huang Bairong said is true, doesn't that mean that the time I spend growing ginseng in one day is equivalent to an average year?"
"Then if I cultivate it for a hundred days, wouldn't it be able to become a hundred-year-old ginseng?"
ha!
Thinking of this, Lu Fan suddenly became excited.
A hundred-year-old ginseng, how much will it sell for in the future?
"Shopkeeper Huang, if I sell you this ginseng that is more than ten years old, how much can you give it to me?" Lu Fan asked.
What?
"Sell it to me?" Huang Bairong was a little unbelievable.
"Um!"
"But, but I've never seen such a big ginseng..."
Huang Bairong is telling the truth.
In this era of famine, even cannibalism has become commonplace.
How can I afford to buy ginseng, especially one that is over ten years old?
"It doesn't matter. Just give me a price and I'll see if it's suitable. If it is, I can sell it to you."
Lu Fan actually didn't know how much this ginseng should be sold for.
Huang Bairong thought for a long time before saying, "This is the most I can offer... If it's too high, I really can't afford it."
Huang Bairong said this while extending his palm.
"Fifty taels!"
When he heard fifty taels, Lu Fan almost jumped up in excitement.
But he was cautious.
Trying hard to suppress his excitement, he pretended to be calm and said, "Can't it get any higher?"
Huang Bairong said with a sad face, "To be honest, my dear, although I still have some money, I really can't afford a high price in these years of famine. If I do, I will go bankrupt."
"Okay, then fifty taels. I'll sell you two, for a total of one hundred taels!"
After Lu Fan finished speaking, he took out another Ginseng from his pocket and threw it to Huang Bairong.
What?
"Two???"
Huang Bairong was stunned when he saw Lu Fan take out another ginseng as if performing magic.
Be good!
My little grandpa!
"How come you have so much good ginseng?"
Huang Bairong certainly didn't know that Lu Fan's magic gourd actually contained dozens of ginsengs that were larger than the one in front of him, and that there were still two acres of them in the stone cave in Lu Fan's home.
If Lu Fan took out all of them, it would probably scare the big boss of Qingyang Town to death!
"Thank you, my dear!"
"Thank you, Mr. Lu!"
Huang Bairong, holding the ginseng, kept bowing to Lu Fan to express his gratitude, and was almost kneeling on the ground and calling him grandpa.
Of course Lu Fan wouldn't care about these two ginsengs.
After all, he has plenty.
In this way, Lu Fan sold two ginseng plants to Huang Bairong for one hundred taels.
The reason why Lu Fan didn't sell more was because Lu Fan knew better than anyone that rare things are valuable.
The most important thing is that in this era of famine, if I really casually took out dozens of old ginseng, wouldn't it cause a sensation in the city and attract attention?
Be steady!
Stay safe!
This is the only way to survive in troubled times.
"My dear, you must be careful when carrying so much money and treasures with you in the future!"
"I won't hide it from you. This famine has been getting worse and worse. A while ago, I heard that the bandits outside were so hungry that they started killing and robbing people. There are even rumors that they made women and children into human meatballs and started eating them."
"My dear young noble, I advise you to spend some money like I did to hire some warriors to act as your bodyguards! That way, even if you encounter bandits, you can be guaranteed to be safe."
Huang Bairong handed the silver to Lu Fan and gave him some kind advice.
When Lu Fan heard the word "warrior", his eyes suddenly lit up.
No wonder there are so many guards with knives on their waists standing in front of the door of Huang's Pawn Shop!
turn out to be.
Those were all bodyguards hired by Huang Bairong.
"Manager Huang, how much do you know about this warrior?" Lu Fan asked after thinking for a while.
"What do you mean?"
"What I mean is, even if I hire warriors as bodyguards, I still have to know their strengths. Isn't that right?"
"Well, what Mr. Lu said is correct. I won't hide it from you. All the warriors I hired are ordinary warriors. As for those acquired warriors, the price is too high."
Acquired warrior?
Hearing this unfamiliar word, Lu Fan's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Manager Huang, can you tell me in detail the levels of these warriors?" Lu Fan asked quickly.
"sure!"
"Our Daqing Dynasty was founded on military power. A strong warrior can climb walls and fly over rooftops, and kill hundreds with one man!"
"As far as I know, the realm of martial artists is divided into acquired, innate, and finally grandmaster."
"Postnatal warriors cultivate external skills, training bones, membranes, tendons, skin, and blood, and refining them to the peak. They can be called postnatal masters!"
"And Xiantian warriors cultivate their inner strength. I've heard that once a Xiantian warrior's inner strength is released, it can kill people without them even noticing, turning them into ashes in the blink of an eye."
"As for the final Grandmaster, he is in charge of a region and is extremely powerful."
"Rumor has it that above Grandmasters, there are immortals who can ride on clouds and mist. However, those immortals are so mysterious that few people have ever seen them!"
Hearing Huang Bairong say this, Lu Fan felt like the door to a new world had been opened.
It turns out that there are so many levels of warriors.
And there are immortals...
Practice external skills after birth.
Practice internal skills first.
As for the final Grandmaster realm, he is in charge of a region and is extremely domineering.
"But what kind of Kung Fu is the (Evergreen Kung Fu) that I'm practicing?" Lu Fan was puzzled.
After thinking for a moment, Lu Fan turned to Huang Bairong and said, "Boss Huang, what kind of warrior is the Qi Training Realm?"
"Practicing Qi?" Huang Bairong was stunned.
"Yes."
The jade slip that Lu Fan had bought from the sloppy Taoist priest before clearly said: Qi Chain Realm!
But the problem is, Huang Bairong just said a lot, but it seems that there is no such thing as the Qi training realm.
Huang Bairong shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I haven't heard of the Qi training realm."
Lu Fan became sad now.
It turns out that the "Evergreen Kung Fu" that I practice doesn't seem to be an external Kung Fu, nor an internal Kung Fu?
Damn it!
So what is it?
After a deep conversation with Huang Bairong for a while, Lu Fan finally understood the realm of warriors.
However, the only thing Lu Fan didn't understand was what his current strength was.