The packaging of the spirit grass is very simple, but it is preserved very perfectly, and the leaves are still fresh and tender.

Pang Litian's eyes lit up, and he approached the square scale mist grass and looked carefully. After confirming that there was no error, he said in surprise: "Is there any more? I will collect all the money!"

Su Qinwu: "...just one."

Pang Litian was not surprised. Although the square scale mist grass only has four grades, its growth environment is extremely harsh and it is difficult to pick it. It is good to get one plant, and it is impossible to expect more plants.

Such a quality is even more rare.

He immediately said: "I will charge only one. The price, well... there will be an auction in the field seven days later. Why would you help you get it for auction? You can set the lowest price, and I will only charge an eight percent commission for the transaction price."

He took a sip of tea and said, "The auction house always charges 10% to 15%, and I'm already the lowest price."

Su Qinwu nodded: "This price is really good."

Square scale mist grass is just a throwing stone to ask for directions.

Seeing that he was indeed cooperative, her fingers moved slightly, and in a blink of an eye, all kinds of spiritual herbs were placed on the table: "What if I were with these?"

In an instant, the strange fragrance spreads with the rich spiritual energy.

Pang Litian's eyes were straightened, and he immediately asked someone to invite the chief spiritual plant appraiser of his own auction hall to identify them one by one, and discuss them with her one by one.

"This is a sixth-grade cicada-winged bamboo? It has been at least five hundred years, and it is the best!"

"The fifth-grade white snow tube leaves are of high quality, and should be about three hundred years old and can be auctioned in the eighth domain auction."

"The third-grade deer antler glazed pine has medium quality. Hey? The deer antler glazed pine reaches its highest medicinal effect on April 4th every year. This plant should be picked on April 4th."

Su Qinwu nodded.

It is almost the same as what Lan Zeyi said.

It is not easy for this chief appraiser to be able to identify this level based on his eyesight alone.

However, he is over 100 years old. Lan Zeyi is only fifteen years old. It should be because Lan Zeyi is not simple.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help laughing and handed over a spiritual herb at her hand to Pang Litian.

Pang Litian first saw it, and then the chief appraiser was appraised.

Pang Litian reached out to pick it up. He was talking to the chief appraiser and did not notice that he touched her finger.

The moment I met him-

Su Qinwu felt a strong pain in her heart!

It seems like a knife is cutting her heart bit by bit!

Su Qinwu's face turned pale in an instant.

Pang Litian and the chief appraiser were both on the spiritual grass and did not notice her discomfort.

She gritted her teeth and made no sound.

She held the legs of the table tightly with her hands, and I don’t know how much effort it took to not crush the legs of the table.

A second was as long as a century, and her eyes were dyed with blood.

"Miss Su, what's wrong with you, Miss Su? Why are you so pale?"

Su Qinwu barely came back to her senses, and her consciousness was a little exhausted.

It was a sudden pain after meeting him just now. She didn't know if it was related to him, so she forced herself to smile: "It's nothing, it's just a woman's problem."

Pang Litian said with concern: "You have sweated a lot, aren't it very uncomfortable?"

He took out a bottle of Rejuvenation Pill from the storage bag and handed it to her: "You take a pill first, and I will send someone to invite the doctor immediately."

Su Qinwu didn't answer.

She took out a rejuvenation pill from her storage belt and ate it: "Thank you, but no, I'll be fine in a while."
Chapter completed!