Chapter 743 An eighth-grade ginseng grass

If it weren't for the purpose of improving Fengling's combat power, Luo Bi would not raise anything with fur.

She is also a time-traveler. In ancient times, other time-travelers were engaged in business and farming, or fighting at home and in the palace. But what happened to her was that for the next eighteen thousand years, they switched to farming and breeding.

No matter how precious partridges are, they are still chickens. Luo Bicai doesn’t want to be a time-traveling farmer. It’s too shameful.

In view of these reasons, Luo Bi gave it away as she was told. Even though she felt a little reluctant to part with it, her hands were not soft.

After finding the target, Luo Bi raised her hand and pointed at a black and gray hen partridge in the haystack, and said: "I'll give you that hen partridge. Those little ones surrounding it are...

You can also take the ones that hatch out."

This brood was the ugliest. The mother partridge looked ugly, and the hatchlings looked like little beggars that had been caught in the rain. Their heads were small, and there were a few strands of miscellaneous hair on their heads.

The hair is still curled back, and when he runs with his little thin legs, he looks like a fool from the side.

This litter, including the big one and the small one, is just the right thing to give away.

Meng Chi, who had always been steady, now smiled widely and strode towards the fence: "Then I won't be polite."

There was so much nonsense, Luo Bi ignored him, and the sergeant who came with him cast an envious look at Meng Chi.

Meng Chi counted and found that the mother partridge brought five chicks. According to the number of natural hatchings, Meng Chi was very happy and asked Luo Bi for a large cardboard box and spread it with hay.

Catch the partridge, put it aside, and take it with you when you leave.

Lieutenant General Mi Yue heard about it, and his chubby face was full of smiles: "Give me a nest! I have an eighth-grade ginseng grass for you."

Mi Yue was squeezed out from the gap between his teeth. It's an eighth-grade ginseng! It's priceless but has no market. He's been keeping it at the bottom of the box for hundreds of years. It's all fake to say he doesn't feel bad when he suddenly gives it away. His heart aches with pain.

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"Eighth grade ginseng?" Luo Bi's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.

Ginseng grass is recognized as a great nutritional supplement. Level six is ​​enough to make people salivate. Level eight is the king of ginseng grass that is rare in thousands of years. The nutritional energy it contains is unpredictable.

Luo Bi's family background was average before she got married. I've only heard about it but never seen it before.

Now that the legendary treasure was easily accessible by opening his mouth, Luo Bi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She was so surprised that she couldn't help but wonder. She exchanged eighth-grade ginseng grass for a nest of partridges, and the other party did it even though she was clearly suffering a loss?

Lieutenant General Mi Yue was in charge of finance, he was shrewd and obsessed with money, and his heart was pounding. His willingness to bleed was simply appalling.

Regardless of the reason for Lieutenant General Mi Yue's exchange proposal, Luo Bi really wanted to do it, but looking at Lieutenant General Mi Yue's expression of pain, she couldn't say it.

As the saying goes, a gentleman does not take away what others love. Although Luo Bi is not a gentleman, she cannot take away what others love for free. Greed is the devil. If you are not careful, you can easily lose yourself. If there is one, there will be two. Over time, people will lose their love.

It will become a different face.

This is the case for everyone. Once your heart is tainted by the desire for gain, it is simply a dream to return to the original clean soul.

Luo Bi knew very well that when greed reared its ugly head, she would use all her strength to slap the corners hard. She would not get rewarded for her efforts, and the unequal prices meant taking advantage. A small advantage would be fine, but a big one would be inappropriate. Forget it.

Robbie paused and thought.

He went to the planting field without saying hello. Lieutenant General Mi Yue thought that Luo Bi was unwilling, and his twisted heart finally relaxed. To be honest, Lieutenant General Mi Yue was really reluctant to give away the eighth-level ginseng grass.

, my heart, liver, and flesh all hurt.
Chapter completed!