Chapter 176

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min Qinghua and min gang were waiting anxiously in the hall, and neither of them spoke.

Seeing them coming down, they all came forward and asked with concern, "what's the matter?"

"I'm all right. It's just that eyebrows are consuming too much." Huang Jingxian looks at Yang Zimei gratefully.

Min Qinghua and min Gang look at Yang Zimei. They see that her steps are a little flimsy. Her face is pale and her face is cold and sweaty. Her heart seems to be pulled by a thin thread, and the sharp pain is diffuse

Min Gang stepped forward and reached out to hold Yang Zimei. Heartache said, "Zi Mei, it's hard for you. Sit down quickly!"

Yang Zimei looked up at Min Qinghua --

seeing the emotion hidden in his deep eyes, Yang Zimei's heart leaped slightly, avoided his eyes, and sat down on the sofa beside him.

No matter how similar, min Qinghua is not min gang of the last generation. Moreover, min Gang is still in front of her eyes, so she can't confuse her feelings.

"Xiaomei, we still have a ginseng from Changbai Mountain for 300 years. I wonder if it is suitable for you to replenish your vitality?" Asked Huang Jingxian.

Yang Zimei's eyes lit up slightly.

People like her who practice vitality every day usually need tonic to supplement her physical strength. In the past, when she was on the mountain, Shifu always tried to find some supplements for her to supplement her physical strength.

It's a pity that the master doesn't have much money, and she doesn't have much money. Most of the supplements she can find are dug from the mountains.

It would be the best to have a century old ginseng to supplement the energy she had just consumed.

"Thank you, auntie. Ginseng is really suitable." Yang Zimei also does not pretend to give up. She spent her energy this time, but because she did not collect her divination gold, it is not too much to eat her ginseng.

"Then wait, Auntie will help you cook soup!" Huang Jingxian said.

"Auntie, no, I need to cooperate with other herbs. I'll take it home and mend it myself." Yang Zimei refused.

A century old ginseng is not a good thing that can be replenished at any time. It has to be matched with the opportunity to maximize its effectiveness. It's too extravagant to simply cook soup.

"Well, I'll bring it to you." Huang Jingxian enters the room, takes out a brocade box from inside and hands it to Yang Zimei.

Yang Zimei opens -

a fragrance of ginseng quickly diffuses in the room, which makes people feel refreshed and breathe smoothly.

The ginseng has grown into a human shape, with hair and facial features clearly visible. It looks like a child lying inside the Yellow Satin

According to Yang Zimei's Tianyan, the ginseng is full of white auspicious Qi, which is at least 300 years old.

This ginseng is really a priceless treasure. At least it can make the dying people rejuvenate.

Those antiques, no matter how expensive, are just dead things. But this ginseng is different. It can prolong people's life, dispel diseases, promote body fluid, and save life from death.

Huang Jingxian was so generous that she did not hesitate to give it to her.

She looked at Min Qinghua and min Gang, and there was nothing on their faces, but a faint smile, as if expecting her to accept it.

This ginseng was collected by Min Qinghua five years ago from an old ginseng farmer in Changbai Mountain for nearly 30 million yuan. He wanted her to boil soup every day to ward off the cold and strengthen her physique.

However, Huang Jingxian has been reluctant to eat, that is a manifestation of the nature of the tyranny.

Now, Yang Zimei has consumed her energy and physical strength to save her. She needs supplements to supplement her energy. She also thinks of this ginseng tree and thinks that it is the best gift to thank Yang Zimei.

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