Danfeng manor is located at the foot of Qinglong mountain ten miles away from Qinglong village. It is said that a long time ago, some villagers saw a green dragon hovering over the top of the mountain, hence the name of Qinglong mountain.

Although there is a manor which covers an extremely large area, the residents nearby have long lost their interest in exploration. They only know that there are no people in the manor on weekdays, but some people specially invite the villagers to clean up the house every once in a while.

Careful villagers will find that every three years, it seems that the owner of the manor will come back and bring back a large number of guests.

However, in today's fast-paced era, few people pay attention to these. Because of the remote location of Qinglong village, the people in the village are not well-off. Most of the young people go out to work. The old people in the village stay to see their children. They have no time to go to Danfeng Village Garden ten miles away to satisfy their curiosity.

When Mu Zhengfeng brings Chen Mo to Danfeng manor, the gate is not guarded, but the gate is closed.

Next to the gate, there is a copper basin. There is nothing in it. However, Chen Mo feels the fluctuation of aura from the copper basin.

Mu Zhengfeng pointed to the copper basin and said, "master Chen, this copper basin is called the igniting basin. Only the pharmacist who can produce real fire with genuine Qi can ignite the fire basin and open the door." Finish saying, Mu Zhengfeng walks over, a face serious stretch out a hand, to the fire basin urge to send true Qi.

Soon, a flame rose from the fire basin. The big stone gate was closed and opened slowly, making a roar of friction with the ground.

"Master Chen, please!" Mu Zhengfeng reaches out and makes a gesture of invitation. Chen Mo is not polite. He nods and steps into the gate first.

Once entering Danfeng manor, Chen Mo is surprised by the scene inside.

It was not as solemn as he imagined it to be. Instead, it was like a vegetable market in the early morning.

In the broad manor, there are stalls one after another. Some people buy, some watch, some ask, how lively it is.

Mu Zhengfeng saw the surprise on Chen Mo's face and quickly explained: "master Chen, don't be surprised. The pharmacist exchange meeting every three years is actually the largest pharmacist trading market. You can buy anything you need in your daily life here."

Chen Mo nods. It seems that this exchange meeting is not the same as that of the cultivation of immortals. It also has the nature of communication.

"By the way, master Chen, pharmacists from the whole pharmaceutical industry are gathered here. There are also many strange things to sell here. If you need anything, you can turn around here. Tomorrow is the official time for the pharmacists exchange meeting to begin!"

Chen Mo takes a glance at the wide courtyard, like a landscape painting splashed with ink. Maybe he can find something he needs here.

"Let's take a look around." However, Chen Mo does not give much hope. After all, the strength of these pharmacists is too low. Even if there are some good things, they may not recognize them, let alone bring them back and sell them.

Chen Mo and Mu Zhengfeng walk slowly between the stalls. Chen does not need to look at his divinity. If there is something he needs, different energy fluctuations will come out.

When Chen Mo walks to the booth of a strong middle-aged man in black, he suddenly feels a strong energy fluctuation.

Chenmerton stopped and went to the middle-aged man's stall and looked at the place where the energy fluctuated.

A wild ginseng lies quietly on the ground on the white rectangular cloth. The shape of the ginseng is different from other ginseng. It is more red and blood red than other ginseng.

Chen Mo suddenly startled: "this is, blood ginseng!"

However, Chen Mo didn't show any expression on his face. He was like a casual guest who was interested in it. He asked the boss, "how old are these ginseng?"

The boss said, "this one is one hundred years old, this one is more than 200 years old, only this one is more than 500 years old."

Chen Mo's favorite blood ginseng is on the 200 year old ginseng.

"How much for five hundred years?" Chen Mo asked.

In the rear, Mu Zhengfeng said in a low voice: "the things here are not for sale. They are just for exchange. As long as you can bring out what he is interested in, he is willing to exchange! "

Chen Mo nodded, took out a pill from the storage ring, reached out to the boss and asked, "how about using this pill for your ginseng?"

The boss was surprised. He was also a pharmacist. Naturally, he was a person who knew the goods. The pill in Chen Mo's hand was the best elixir. Except for the leader of the danzong, few people could refine it. It's natural to replace these ginseng.

Mu Zhengfeng whispered, "master Chen, it's a waste to exchange these ginseng with you, the best medicine. Even if he gives you all the ginseng in this stall, you will suffer a loss."

Chen Mo said with a smile: "it doesn't matter. I don't want this miraculous medicine any more, so I'd better change some useful ginseng back."

That boss a listen, feeling met the black sheep!

Immediately, the boss said happily: "little brother, how many ginseng do you want to change, except for the 500 year old, you can take the rest!"Mu Zheng snorted coldly and said, "the value of this pill is more than that even if you add the 500 year old ginseng, you still don't give it!"

Chen Mo reached out to organize Mu Zhengfeng and said, "it's OK. It's useless for me to ask for those of 500 years old, but those less than 200 years old are suitable for me. Then, boss, I've taken all the ginseng. "

"Of course," the boss said with a happy smile

The boss was happy and made a lot of money.

Chen Mo gives the Peiyuan pill to his boss, who holds it in his hands excitedly, for fear that the pill will fly away by himself if he is not careful.

However, just as Chen Mo was about to get the blood ginseng, a voice suddenly rang out: "boss, I want all your ginseng. I'll exchange these miraculous herbs for you!"

The visitor is a young man, wearing a black Samurai uniform, but the material is good, not ordinary Samurai clothes.

Looking at the domineering look on his face, one can see that his family background is extraordinary.

The boss looked at the young man with a puzzled look on his face: "little master Gu, these ginseng have been sold. I'm really sorry that you are late!"

A cold light flashed in the youth's eyes and looked at Chen Mo beside him: "did you sell it to him?"

The boss seemed to be afraid of the young man and nodded respectfully: "yes."

Chen Mo ignores the young man and reaches for the ginseng. Chen Mo estimates that the young man must also have discovered the extraordinary nature of the blood ginseng, so he moved his mind.

Although no one can snatch things from Chen Mo's hand, in order not to be noticed by more people, Chen Mo decides to collect the blood ginseng as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, a hand reaches out and blocks Chen mo.

The young man said with a sneer, "boss, what did he exchange for? I'm willing to pay double price!"

"This..." The boss looks at Chen Mo and looks embarrassed.

"Why, the boss didn't give me face?" The young man's face was a little ugly.

"No, no, it's not. Who dares not give me the face of young master Gu. He exchanged this elixir with me. If master Gu can take out the same elixir, I will make the decision to give it to him. How do you think?" The boss said with a fawning face that he ignored Chen Mo directly.

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