Chapter 7: Fang Ling's Harvest

  Entering the mountain to collect herbs is dangerous, but as long as you can come back alive, generally speaking, you can collect seven or eight kinds of medicinal materials.

  And these seven or eight things are enough for a family to live happily ever after.

  The thin monkey said Fang Lin couldn't collect three kinds, this is obviously making fun of Fang Lin.

  People who have survived a disaster are often emotionally unstable and sometimes willing to use others' misfortunes to calm their own shaken emotions.

  The thin monkey was the same, his mood was not calm. In these five days, he had experienced many dangers, and the enthusiastic and optimistic man who followed him together, on the way back, was suddenly swallowed up by a trap that appeared silently.

  Although he was born optimistic, at this time, the whole person's state is a bit unusual.

  Ordinary people's jokes he doesn't dare to make, Fang Ling this person who has no real ability and no background naturally became the object of his self-justification.

  Hahaha...

  Several men standing by the side burst out laughing, among them a one-armed man laughed and said: "I bet with you, thin monkey, if Fang Lin collects more than two things, I'll treat you to a drink at Yanlai Building today!"

  "Count me in!"

  Lin Mu Cheng's eyes widened, ready to speak up, but he immediately dispersed the aura around him. In this situation, he wanted to see how Fang Ling would resolve it.

  Fang Ling glanced at the thin monkey and others who were making fun of him, but didn't pay attention to them. With his current strength, knocking down the thin monkey was no problem at all, but he would never be provoked into a fight just because someone had insulted him.

  "You damn thing, who let you into the mountain? Who let you into the mountain!" A figure clad in a green hemp garment rushed in like a madman, amidst a voice that seemed to be on the verge of tears.

  In an instant, two small fists rapidly and heavily pounded against Fang Lin's chest.

  Although this fist seemed to have used up all his strength, when it hit Fang Ling's body, there was no pain at all.

  On the contrary, this punch gave Fang Ling an extremely warm and fuzzy feeling.

  "Do you know how I've been spending my days lately?" The fists that had been punching with all their might now weakened, and the figure that had rushed over tightly hugged Fang Lin in his arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

  Looking at the girl in front of him who was crying uncontrollably, Fang Lin's heart surged with emotion, and this excitement should have come more from his own consciousness. Although the girl didn't say anything, but from those peach-like red eyes and the fatigue on her face, how could Fang Lin not understand what she had been through these past two days?

  At this moment, he envied Fang Ling a little.

  It feels good when someone cares about you.

  After a brief moment of hesitation, Fang Ling gently hugged the slender body and comforted with a smile: "Ying Jie, I'm back, aren't I?"

  He gently patted Huashu Ying's back, letting her calm down as soon as possible.

  Hua Shuying was still crying, but Fang Ling felt a gaze, like a venomous snake, staring at him.

  He turned his head and saw a man who looked about twenty years old staring at him with a gloomy face.

  Chen Zhenghua, the eldest son of the Chen family!

  From his memory, Fang Ling instantly confirmed the identity of this person.

  As for Chen Zhenghua, Fang Ling didn't have the slightest good impression of him. He met Chen Zhenghua's gaze head-on, his eyes filled with indifference.

  As the next master of the Chen family, Chen Zhenghua was in Dingfang City, where even walking sideways would make him feel that the road was too narrow. At this moment, seeing this insignificant guy dare to stare at him, he suddenly became furious.

  Just as he was about to make a move, a middle-aged man standing next to him whispered something in his ear.

  A smile slowly appeared on his face.

  "Fang Ling, how was your harvest?" Zhang Zhi walked over with a faint smile on his face.

  Fang Ling patted Huashu Ying and then smiled at Zhang Zhi: "The harvest isn't very good."

  The thin monkey laughed and said: "Little Fangzi, you can't even afford the entrance fee, can you?"

  The so-called outing fee refers to the fee that the collector should pay to Zhenbao Xuan. In this collection organized by Zhenbao Xuan, in addition to giving priority to purchasing the medicinal materials collected by the collectors, each collector who comes out also needs to pay a fee of one thousand two hundred gold worth of medicine as an outing fee.

  In years of collection, there have been collectors who couldn't even afford the exhibition fee, but such collectors are really rare.

  For this kind of person, Zhen Bao Xuan has always been very generous and would waive the insufficient part.

  Zhang's face turned a bit unsightly, he was the organizer of this collection, although the amount collected followed a heavenly principle, but if the income was too little, it would be hard for him to explain to the shopkeeper.

  At least it shows that Zhang is incompetent.

  "Take it out!"

  Fang Ling looked at Zhang Zhi's face and secretly smiled. He gently took out a three-leaf clover from his own backpack.

  This is a twenty-year-old clover.

  Seeing this clover, Zhang's face improved a bit.

  Twenty years' worth of three-leaf clover could be exchanged for five hundred taels of gold, which wasn't enough to cover Fang Lin's appearance fee, but at least it was better than leaving empty-handed.

  Fang Ling put down the three-leaf grass and reached into his backpack, pulling out another three-leaf grass.

  This clover is obviously much larger than the previous one, and the spiral pattern on the root of that clover appears to be more robust.

  Thirty years of clover!

  Zhang Zhi's face was smiling brightly. This thirty-year-old three-leaf clover could sell for eight hundred taels of gold.

  If you add the first clover, Fang Ling's entry fee would be enough.

  The thin monkey licked his lips, and the thirty-year-old three-leaf grass made him feel a little moved. He had entered the mountain twice, nine deaths and one life, but he had only collected one thirty-year-old three-leaf grass last time.

  And this Fang Ling, just entered the mountain once, and actually collected a plant.

  "Xiao Lingzi is quite good." Zhang Zhi's term of address for Ling had changed from Fang Ling to Xiao Lingzi.

  Fang Ling smiled and didn't make a sound, instead using his hand to continue searching in the backpack behind him.

  And there's even more in this kid's medicine basket!

  For a moment, many people's faces showed a look of expectation.

  Chen Zhenghua's expression was a bit unsightly, and his heart felt even more tense at this moment.

  No way, this kid's medicine bag absolutely cannot have anything good in it, otherwise that charming Huā Pǔ Yǐng...

  Just as Chen Zhenghua felt nervous, Fang Ling's hand had another herb.

  It's still clover, but this one is a bit shorter and withered than the previous two.

  The appearance of this clover made Chen Zhenhua breathe a sigh of relief, and just based on the selling price of this clover, one hundred taels of gold was more than enough!

  Even if he managed to produce a hundred more of these things, they wouldn't be enough to pay off his debts!

  At this time, Zhang's face also showed a hint of disappointment. However, he soon comforted himself that Fang Ling, this young man, was able to come back alive and earn his own travel expenses, which wasn't easy. He shouldn't be making things difficult for the young man like this.

  Having too high expectations isn't good either!

  "Hush, Fang Ling, I thought you were going to bring out something earth-shattering, haha, but it's just a three-leaf clover. Although it's not worth much, it's still from the secret realm of Lai Shan. Let me treat you to a drink later..." Thin Monkey patted Fang Ling on the shoulder and said with a smile.

  Fang Ling hadn't even opened his mouth when a figure suddenly rushed over and snatched the three-leaf grass from his hand before he could react.

  "Fifty years of clover, this is fifty years of clover!" The man's voice was filled with excitement.

  He didn't wait for others to speak up, and loudly said: "Youngster, this three-leafed grass, I'll give you three sacred stones!"

  To those who dared to compete with Zhen Bao Xuan for business, Zhang had always been ruthless. Since Zhen Bao Xuan provided him with a comfortable life, he naturally didn't have any good feelings towards those who competed with Zhen Bao Xuan for business.

  But when he saw the body holding the clover leaf with excitement, his hand that had already grasped the hilt of the knife slowly let go, and his body that was ready to rush out also stayed heavily in place.

  His dark face had a hint of a smile on it.

  He couldn't help but laugh, because the person speaking was Zhao Xian Shi.

  With Zhao Xianshi's status in Zhenbao Pavilion, just one sentence can make him roll away directly.

  This clover is worth three thousand gold.

  Fang Ling felt a bit dizzy, he thought this three-leaf clover was worth a thousand two gold coins.

  Zhao Xianshi looked at Fang Ling, who didn't say a word, and said even more urgently: "Young brother, this three-leaf grass, I need to refine a furnace of Yuan Dan, I hope you can spare it!"

  "Zhao Xianshi, these medicinal materials we've collected, according to the agreement, Zhenbao Xuan has priority purchasing rights!" Fang Ling rubbed his hands together and said with a pretentious tone.

  Zhao Xianshi waved his hand and said, "You don't need to worry about this, just give it directly to me." As he spoke, Zhao Xianshi took out three pieces of immortal stone from his pocket and handed them to Fang Ling: "In the future, if you have any aged medicinal materials, come find me anytime."

  Three glittering celestial stones, at the moment they fell into Fang Lin's hands, gave him a cool feeling.

  The thin monkey and other collectors looked at the immortal stone in Fang Lin's hand with envy. For them, even if they risked their lives to collect it, it would be difficult to get three thousand taels of gold. But Fang Lin was really lucky, relying on a small three-leaf grass, he actually sold it for three thousand taels of gold, and people were competing to buy it.

  Hua Shuying's face also showed a smile, three thousand taels of gold, which in her heart was like a big mountain, now, this made her hard to let go of the three thousand taels of gold, suddenly enough!

  With these three thousand taels of gold, she wouldn't have to be a servant girl for that annoying Chen family's young master, and she could continue to stay by Fang Ling's side.

  However, thinking that these three thousand taels of gold were earned by Fang Ling at the cost of his life made her feel even more heartbroken amidst her joy.

  Just as Zhao Xian Shi was holding the three-leaf grass and was about to leave in a hurry to refine the elixir, Fang Ling pulled him back and said: "Xian Shi, I still have two more three-leaf grasses here, can you help me take a look at how many years they are?"

  As soon as he said this, everyone standing outside the secret realm was stunned.

  And every single eyeball was staring tightly at Fang Ling, looking at what he could take out!