What does a five-hundred-year-old spiritual herb mean?
If it were in his previous life, Xiao Qiang might not have given it a second glance. After all, for his past self, unless an herb had been around for over a thousand years, it held no significance.
But at this very moment, Xiao Qiang's heart overflowed with joy beyond words.
"I'll take it!"
Xiao Qiang eyed the Ganoderma, addressing the girl, he said he would be an idiot if he let such a treasure slip away. No matter what, he couldn't miss out.
"Price is firm, four million for both!"
The girl thought for a moment before making her offer.
Xiao Qiang laughed. He hadn't imagined that this girl would be so shrewd in business. She asked one million for the first item, but raised it directly to four million when she saw his interest in the second. This was indeed interesting.
"You are blatantly inflating the price!"
