Chapter 776

Danfeng manor is built 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, so Qinglong mountain got its name.

Although there is a manor covering an extremely large area, the residents nearby have long lost their interest in exploration. They only know that there are few people in the manor on weekdays, but someone specially invited the people in the village to clean it 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 also bring back a large number of guests.

However, in today's fast-paced era, few people pay attention to these. Because Qinglong village is located in a remote place, the people in the village are not rich. Most of the young people go out to work. The old people in the village stay to see their children. How can they go to Danfeng villa ten miles away to satisfy their curiosity.

When Mu Zhengfeng brings Chen Mo to Danfeng manor, there is no guard at the gate, but the gate is closed.

Next to the gate, there is a copper basin with nothing in it, but 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 igniting fire basin. Only the pharmacist who can produce real fire with real Qi can ignite the igniting fire basin and open the door." Finish saying, wood is breeze to walk past, a face serious of stretch out a hand, toward ignite basin to urge to send true Qi.

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

"Master Chen, please!" Mu Zhengfeng reaches out his hand and makes a gesture of invitation. Chen Mo nods and steps into the gate first.

As soon as you enter Danfeng manor, Chen Mo is surprised by the scene.

It's not the same solemn scene as he imagined. On the contrary, it's like an early morning vegetable market.

In the broad manor, there are many stalls everywhere. Some people buy them, some people watch them, and some people ask whether they are busy.

Seeing the surprise on Chen Mo's face, Mu Zhengfeng quickly explained, "master Chen, don't be surprised. The pharmacist exchange meeting every three years is actually the largest pharmacist exchange market, where you can basically buy anything you need on weekdays."

Chen Mo nods. It seems that this meeting is not the same as the world of cultivating immortals, but also has the nature of communication.

"By the way, master Chen, there are basically all the pharmacists in the whole pharmaceutical industry. There are also many strange things to sell. If you need anything, you can go around here. Tomorrow is the official time for the pharmacists exchange meeting!"

Chen Mo glances at the wide courtyard, just like a splash of ink on the landscape painting. Maybe he can find something he needs here.

"Let's have a look around!" However, Chen Mo didn't 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 for sale.

Chen Mo and Mu Zhengfeng walk slowly between those stalls. Chen Mogen doesn't need to look at them. His divine consciousness is open to the outside world. If there is something he needs, there will be different energy fluctuations.

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

Chen Merton stopped and went to the middle-aged man's stall. He looked at the place where the energy came from.

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

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

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

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

Chen Mo's favorite ginseng is a 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, but for exchange. As long as you can take out what he is interested in, he is willing to exchange it! "

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

The boss was surprised. He was also a pharmacist. Of course, he was the one who knew the goods. The elixir in Chen Mo's hand was the best elixir. Except for the leader of danzong, few people could refine it. It's no use changing these ginseng.

Mu Zhengfeng whispered: "master Chen, it's too wasteful to exchange your best medicine for these ginseng. Even if he gives you all the ginseng in this stall, you will suffer a loss!"

Chen Mo said with a smile, "it's OK. I want this elixir. It's useless, so I'd better change some ginseng to go back."

When the boss heard this, he met the black sheep!

Immediately, the boss said happily: "little brother, how many ginseng do you want to exchange? Except the 500 year old one, you can take the rest!"

Muzheng snorted coldly and said, "the value of this pill is more than 500 years old ginseng. You don't give it back!"

Chen Mo stretched out his hand to organize Mu Zhengfeng and said, "well, it's useless for me to take those 500 years old ones, but those less than 200 years old ones are suitable for me. So, boss, I've taken all these ginseng. "

The boss said with a smile: "naturally."

The boss is very happy and makes a lot of money.

Chen Mo gives the Peiyuan pill to his boss, who holds it in his hands for fear that the pill will fly away.

However, when Chen Mo was about to get the ginseng, a voice suddenly rang out: "boss, I want all your ginseng, and I'll exchange them for you!"

The bearer is a young man, wearing a black Samurai suit, but the material is good, not ordinary Samurai suit.

Look at the domineering look on his face, you can see that his family is extraordinary.

The boss looked at the young man with an embarrassed look on his face: "Mr. Gu, these ginseng have been sold. I'm sorry you're late!"

The young man flashed a cold light in his 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 ignored the young man and reached for the ginseng. Chen Mo estimated that the young man must have found the extraordinary ginseng, so he moved his mind.

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

Unexpectedly, a hand reaches out and blocks Chen mo.

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

"This..." the boss looked at Chen Mo, embarrassed.

"Why, the boss doesn't give me face?" The young man looked a little ugly.

"No, no, it's not. Who dares not to give Mr. Gu's face? He used this elixir to exchange it with me. If Mr. Gu can take out the same elixir, I'll give it to Mr. Gu. What do you think?" The boss said with a flattering face that he ignored Chen Mo directly.