My identity as an ancient celestial master was exposed by yearning

Chapter 27 Millennium Ginseng Soup

"I'll just say it! How can there be so many centuries?"

He Jiong breathed a sigh of relief, but before he finished speaking, Xiao Chen added another sentence:
"Most are around 500 years old."

What the hell!

He Jiong's eyes widened, he was so shocked that he even forgot to breathe.

The rest of the people didn't know what expressions to make.

The old man is really speechless.
"Herbs that are less than 500 years old are not in my eyes, but some old friends insist on giving them to me, and I have no choice but to accept them. If you like them, you can give them to you, but there are a few ginseng plants that are thousands of years old at the bottom. Please, Xiao Huang cook it for me, I want to nourish my body."

Xiao Chen stroked his white beard and said.

Everyone was struck by lightning.

Completely petrified.

The audience in the live broadcast room is also boiling!

The number of people soared to tens of millions!

"Wife is so awesome!"

"Is this the old man's family property? He casually took out a box of precious herbs!"

"Did you hear what he said? Thousand-year-old ginseng! This is not a fantasy novel! It's reality! Do you know how much the thousand-year-old ginseng is worth?!"

"It was reported in the news a few days ago that an 800-year-old ginseng was sold for 800 million yuan!"

"Damn! Then the old man can sell these three thousand-year-old plants for a sky-high price?!"

"At least 5000 million plants, my family owns a Chinese medicine shop, so I won't talk nonsense!"

"Fuck! Wouldn't it add up to hundreds of millions? The old man wants to drink it himself?!"

"Is this the unpretentious life of the rich?"

Xiao Chen didn't understand what Huang Lei and the others were surprised about.

The mere ginseng and ganoderma lucidum are just the lowest-grade herbs in his eyes.

Thinking back to the ancient times, there were countless celestial herbs and elixir in his hands.

Like the thousand-year-old snow lotus in Tianshan Mountain, the spirit grass in the depths of the Nine Nethers, the sacred tree of Tianyuan that can breed the mysterious and yellow energy.

In his heart, these are the precious herbs.

"Old man, you mean to let me cook thousand-year-old ginseng?"

Huang Lei asked cautiously.

"Yes, the three plants are boiled, I'll just drink one bowl, and share the rest with you."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"No way! No way! Where do we have such a blessing!"

He Jiong and the others were terrified.

Millennium ginseng has a price but no market.

A single ginseng whisker can cause the rich people to loot, let alone a whole ginseng plant!

"You can drink as soon as you are told, Xiao Huang, take it in and cook it soon."

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he raised the box with one hand and threw it into the house.

The box fell heavily in the living room, and the ginseng inside was scattered.

among them.

Three ginseng plants that were golden in color and shaped like human bodies attracted everyone's attention.

Don't even think about it, these three plants are millennium ginseng.

Huang Lei heard about it from friends in his early years.

The more human-like the ginseng is, the more valuable it is.

He took a deep breath and calmed down.

He went into the house and picked up three ginseng plants, then walked towards the kitchen.

"Old man, are you really going to boil all three thousand-year-old ginseng?"

He Jiong asked again.

"Xiao He, why are you acting like a woman? Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

Xiao Chen became a little impatient.

He Jiong immediately shut his mouth when he heard the words.

"Grandpa, will the thousand-year-old ginseng become immortal after eating it?"

Peng Yuchang came over and asked excitedly.

"Silly boy, how can mere ginseng have such effects, it's not a fairy grass, at most it can nourish the body."

Xiao Chen patiently explained.

"Use three thousand-year-old ginseng to replenish your body. Wouldn't that be too extravagant?"

Peng Yuchang said with emotion.

Not only him, but even the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't listen anymore.

"The old man is really willing! Spend more than 1 million just to make up for his body!"

"Listen! Is this human speech?"

"Early in the morning, my three views have exploded!"

"Old man! I offer 4000 million yuan, please leave me a plant!"

"Teacher Huang and the others are really lucky! I also want to taste the taste of thousand-year-old ginseng!"

In fact, everyone misunderstood.

Xiao Chen didn't want to show off when he brought the ginseng and ganoderma here.

It's because every time he wakes up, he needs to replenish some spiritual energy.

He noticed this when he was lapping.

If you let your body automatically return to its peak state.

I'm afraid it will take another year or two.

This is the price of sleep.

After a while, Huang Lei cleaned the ginseng and put it in a stewed casserole to cook over low heat.

A strong and strange fragrance filled the entire courtyard.

Xiao Chen sat cross-legged in the living room and closed his eyes.

He breathed out regularly, inhaling these scents into his body.

The ginseng essence boiling in the pot was absorbed by him in an instant.

He could clearly feel that Dantian was gradually waking up.

This was the third day Xiao Chen woke up.

Originally, the aura in the dantian was still flowing very slowly.

But this time it became turbulent.

It was like a vast ocean of gold, continuously nourishing his flesh and blood.

Peng Yuchang held his chin and looked at him curiously.

He couldn't feel Xiao Chen's change.

It's just that the old man looks like a peerless expert in fantasy novels.

After a long time, Xiao Chen slowly opened his eyes, and muttered to himself:
"In three months, I'll be back to my peak form."

"Grandpa, what are you talking about?"

Peng Yuchang didn't hear him clearly.

"It's nothing."

Xiao Chen smiled calmly, and reached out to pat his head.

"Grandpa, why do I feel that your complexion is better, and it also gives people a special feeling."

Peng Yuchang asked in surprise.

"What special feeling?"

Xiao Chen asked back.

"According to the novel, it should be called as deep as the sea."

Peng Yuchang said seriously.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Xiao Chen couldn't help raising his head and laughing.

At this moment, Huang Lei came over with a bowl of ginseng soup.

"Master, it's ready."

"Ah."

Xiao Chen took it, rinsed his mouth, and then spat on the ground.

"Fuck!"

Huang Lei couldn't help but swear.

He Jiong and the others were also dumbfounded.

Good guy!
Gargle with millennium ginseng soup!

What kind of behavior is this? !

The audience in the live broadcast room also brushed up the barrage.

It means that the old man is rioting.

Xiao Chen didn't take it seriously, the essence of ginseng had already been absorbed by him.

What's in the bowl is just some residual medicinal power.

"You all drink."

Xiao Chen raised his bowl towards them.

"Oh!"

Everyone rushed into the kitchen and each poured a bowl.

Without saying a word, Peng Yuchang poured a whole bowl of ginseng soup into his mouth.

A few minutes later, two lines of blood came out of his nose.

Even the residual medicinal power of thousand-year-old ginseng cannot be tolerated by ordinary people.

After the four of them finished drinking, they all felt hot and unbearable, and their faces were covered with sweat.

"Old man! This thousand-year-old ginseng is too powerful!"

Huang Lei said excitedly while wiping his sweat.

Xiao Chen smiled and shook his head upon hearing this.

If he hadn't absorbed the essence of the thousand-year-old ginseng.

I'm afraid these people will be sent directly to the hospital.

(End of this chapter)