Lin Chou, who had just washed his hands and came out, was startled when he heard Jiang Zitao address Mo Hongniang.
Mo Hongniang, a mature woman, didn't look too old, and Jiang Ziyi's face looked like he was at least fifty years old.
Aunt?
Well, there is an inside story.
Jiang Zili sighed, rushed forward and held Lin Chou's hand.
"Brother Lin, how are you? You're not hurt. Look, look, look, my subordinates are ignorant. I'm going to apologize to you for this trouble..."
Jiang Ziyi's mouth was like a machine gun, and he uttered a lot of words. His fat smile was full of honest and deep self-blame.
Lin Chou had saliva stuck in his throat and wanted to spit it in his face. Your acting skills are a bit too much!
It was difficult for Mo Hongniang to walk in the yard full of plants on her seven-inch crystal high heels. The coldness on her face scared Jiang Zihe back for a while.
"Haha... ha... Auntie, please, please. === "Recommended reading for new books: The Six Traces of the Great Wilderness Festival" ===."
Mo Hongniang glanced at Jiang Ziyi, and he immediately shut up and hid away.
When Mo Hongniang turned her pretty face to look at Lin Chou, she was already filled with a charming smile.
"Xiao Linlin, my Lord Lin, are you injured?"
"..."
No, it’s dirty. Why are the names different every time? What is the minimum respect between people?
Besides, you are not really here for me.
Isn't it good to stay away from each other and live a good life, whatever you have to do?
Zhao Zheng was leaning on the bird-wing crossbow with a strange look on his face.
"Hey, let me tell you, Leng Han, this guy is a bit interesting, isn't he?"
Leng Han didn't say anything, but the people around Zhao Zheng reminded him,
"Master, my ancestor often came to this store. It is said that our relationship with him is... very unusual."
Zhao Zheng raised his eyebrows, "Why is this so unusual?"
A middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, also wearing a garrison uniform, said,
"Master, have you ever met anyone who dared to scold our ancestors?"
"..."
Zhao Zheng's expression was very tangled, as if he was looking forward to it, but also...indescribable.
"Is what you said true?"
"Absolutely true!"
Zhao Zheng grinned, smiled dryly and whispered,
"Old Zhao, what did he curse?"
"..."
Lao Zhao was speechless.
Young Master Zhao, is it really okay for you to gossip about your ancestors like this?
Over there, Mo Hongniang paid a little attention to Lin Chou, then turned her attention to the animal skin package that had been torn open.
The people who got off the other two cars were the old man from the scientific research institute and the people from the garrison. They were already gathered around and started looking through it.
The animal skin was opened layer by layer, and the innermost layer contained several crystals that looked very special.
Each one is about the size of a palm, prismatic in shape, with neat green vines wrapping around its surface, leaving only the sharp ends exposed.
The reason why these crystals are special is because the vines wrapping around the crystals are fresh, delicate, and seem to be still growing vigorously.
Just as Mo Hongniang was about to pick up one of them, her hand retracted as if it had been pricked by a needle.
"Level 6...Essence of Demonic Plants?!"
Mo Hongniang shouted word by word,
"Ginger! Zi! 洴!"
"Hey!" Jiang Zili ran over, "Auntie, I'm here."
Mo Hongniang rolled her eyes, "Don't you think you should explain it?"
Jiang Ziyi swallowed his saliva.
"Auntie, this...can we go back and talk..."
Mo Hongniang's eyebrows raised, her plump lips pursed,
"kindness?!"
Jiang Ziyi trembled and smiled bitterly.
"It's like this. The Jiang family got news that a sixth-order magic plant appeared somewhere in the wilderness, so..."
"Make it up, keep making it up."
"..."
Jiang Zitao's fat face was squeezed into a ball, and he said resentfully, "Auntie, you..."
"Ignore the rest for now, I don't care where you got these things, but...sixth-level magic plant, okay Jiang Ziyi, how dare you make the decision on such a big matter without permission?"
Jiang Ziyi was trembling with fear.
"Aunt... The Jiang family are all businessmen, and I... also want to take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune."
"Ah!"
Mo Hongniang hugged her shoulders and glanced at him up and down with stern eyes.
Jiang Ziyi sat down on the ground, so fat that he squeezed out a few tears from his narrowed eyes.
"Auntie, what I said is true. I just want to get it first and make a profit. Lend me eight courages, but I don't dare to take it all for myself. This is the essence of the sixth-level magic plant. I can't hide it. Of… you are right.”
It has to be said that Jiang Ziyi's face is really willing to give up, and he is almost rolling on the ground and hugging his thighs.
Well, I guess I still dare not hug my thighs, as they will be nailed to the ground directly by the high heels.
Mo Hongniang pondered,
"The base city has issued repeated orders that magic plant essences above level 4 are controlled items and are prohibited from private possession or sale. Jiang Ziyi, you Jiang family are very courageous."
Jiang Zili leaned over pitifully, squeezed his eyes and whispered,
"Auntie, I don't think my uncle has been looking for this thing for decades. If there is something good, it must be used in our own homes first. If the scientific research institute stretches out its claws first, then it won't be able to take it out!"
There was no deaf person present. As soon as Jiang Ziyi said these words, everyone's faces stiffened.
Especially the people from the scientific research institute were almost ready to curse.
You fucking smuggling is still reasonable. What do you mean by the claws of the Research Institute? !
"cough."
How could Mo Hongniang not know that Jiang Zili was trying to confuse the public? If this was the case, would he say it so openly?
He, Jiang Ziyi, is not a fool!
Rub your forehead,
"Stop talking nonsense, what are you going to do with these things?"
"Of course, hand it over to the Research Institute!"
"Fart, what is the use of this thing in your scientific research institute? After so many years of research, has there been any progress? If this thing is given to the garrison, do you know how many high-level evolvers it can give birth to and how many lives it can save!"
Jiang Ziyi is submissive to Mo Hongniang, but that doesn't mean his character is really like this.
He sneered and looked like a different person, full of aura.
"Is it your turn to share the things that my Jiang family brought back?"
Several old men from the scientific research institute were so angry that their beards stood up.
"Jiang Ziyi, you are smuggling and have violated Mingguang's law. You..."
Jiang Ziyi interrupted,
"Smuggling? According to Mingguang's rules, I brought the things back. Even if the scientific research institute and the garrison want to requisition them, they have to give me a reasonable price!"
A group of people were stunned. For a long time, the base city did have such a clear regulation.
"Okay, then our scientific research institute wants this batch of magic plant essence, you can make an offer."
"Fart, what do you mean your scientific research institute wants it? Have you asked our garrison for our opinion?"
"You...bastards!"
The old academicians were angry.
Jiang Ziyi stretched out a finger,
"The purity of these sixth-level magic plant essences is over 37%. Every three units of magic plant essence are exchanged for one unit of sixth-level alien beast source crystals."
"puff..."
The old man from the scientific research institute almost vomited blood on the spot.
"You, you are a lion talking loudly!"
The lion opens its mouth?
"hehe."
Jiang Zili rolled his eyes wildly.
