Chapter 42 Matsutake Rolled Meat (4)

After leaving the Feng Zhai, Shi Yu looked at the pitiful little money on his body, and finally chose to pick off all the vermilion fruits in the space and sell them for money.

"By the way, which grade of precious medicine does Zhu Guo belong to?" Shi Yu asked suddenly.

"Mid-grade yellow." San Pang was addicted to the fairy lotus, "But I suggest you don't sell it, keep it for yourself."

"But even taking it now has no effect. If it is refined into a pill, it will probably make my foundation unstable. I think it's better for me to lay a good foundation honestly."

"That's fine too."

In the end, Shi Yu picked out all the vermilion fruits in the space, and there were more than a hundred of them. She sold these vermilion fruits to different pharmacies and trading houses, and at the last look, she actually got more than five million silver.

But the money came and went quickly, and she didn't want to stay in the inn any more, so she simply sold a house in the trading house, spending 500,000 taels. The house is not particularly big, but fortunately there are all the servants inside. She only needs to hold this title deed to move in directly, and she doesn't need to classify her own information.

This is just right for Shi Yu.

However, coming to this trading house was not for nothing, and she also saw some things that interested her very much. For example, a human skin mask, or an invitation to a palace banquet in half a month.

"Someone actually sells all these things, this is really..." Shi Yu saw the invitation letter in the middle, and for a moment didn't know what to say.

However, the people who sold the invitations also made it clear that they only exchange goods, not money. As for what he changed, it was a precious medicine called Bing Ganoderma lucidum. It's just that the year takes a long time, more than five hundred years.

"Ice Ganoderma lucidum over five hundred years old, tsk tsk, it's almost top-grade yellow. This business is really worth it." San Pang said in a low voice. At this moment, he turned back into the body of the radish and was held in Shi Yu's hand.

Shi Yu saw that the person who sold the invitation letter was a middle-aged man, um, a sloppy middle-aged man. His eyes were bloodshot, and his clothes were even more dirty, and he didn't know how long he hadn't washed them.

"Boss, your invitation letter is a bit too expensive." A person beside him said.

"If you can't afford it, don't buy it." The man looked impatient.

Seeing that the boss's attitude was so bad, even if some people were about to make a move, they all turned off the fire at this time. What's more, they really couldn't get out the 500-year-old ice ganoderma.

"Do you think someone will come to exchange with him?" Shi Yu asked San Pang.

"Unless you are a fool, you will be taken advantage of by this."

Shi Yu: "..."

Leaving the stall first, Shiyu wandered around, and finally bought the human skin mask for 200,000 yuan, and then bought some low-year medicinal materials. These medicinal materials have not yet reached the grade standard of rare medicines, so the price is not very expensive.

When I came to the newly bought house, there was a nursery and a maid inside. Although it was not particularly big, it was more than exquisite. Before she came, she had already put on the human skin mask, so even the people in this house couldn't see her true face.

Putting San Pang aside, Shi Yu entered the space. The plants planted in it mature very quickly, which she noticed early on. So the medicinal materials she bought should be able to grow faster in it. She randomly found other medicinal materials and planted them in a corner. As for the three ice ganoderma plants, she deliberately placed them next to the fountain of life.

There are lines on the iced Ganoderma lucidum, one circle every 100 years, and five circles every five hundred years. I hope it can grow to five hundred years before the palace banquet!

After planting these, she looked inside the space. It was lush and lush, and it seemed that the space had expanded a bit.

When he came out again, San Pang was still rolling in the fairy lotus. He didn't say much about her disappearing and appearing out of thin air. Everyone has their own secrets, and it would be unbeautiful to ask them out.

"San Fatty, do you know about the God of Cooking Association?" Shi Yu also had an inquiring attitude.

The information she got from Feng Luo that day was too vague, and now she is more eager to know what kind of place it is.

"The God of Cooking Association?" San Pang was taken aback, with respect in his eyes, "That's an amazing place."

"Ok?"

"It should be said that all those who can join the God of Cooking Association are the best of the best." San Pang sat up straight, "You may not know that although this world is divided into nine heavens, the human race only lives in this first place." Ninth floor. In the rest of the positions, the human race is very weak, and some even have no human race at all."

"At the beginning, one of the great powers in charge of the Nine Heavens was a human race, but then he fell suddenly. Then the human race was massacred by other races, and the human race declined, and then hid in this last layer. Although the aura is scarce, but at any rate And it gradually thrived.”

"Although tens of thousands of years have passed, the tragedy of that year has not disappeared from the hearts of the human race. And after one of them broke through the suppression of the Dao, he founded the God of Cooking Association. The goal is to cook and kill the rest of the ten thousand races. Wash the shame of mankind with blood."

"After the God of Cooking Association was established, the strange thing is that basically the people who joined it finally broke through the suppression of the Dao and rushed to the upper heaven. So gradually, this association became the most mysterious organization that everyone in the world wanted to join. Even in those planes above, the God of Cooking Association still exists in a low-key way. If you have a chance, you can join it and have a look."

Shi Yu knows that other planes are dominated by other races. There are many races in this world, and the smartest are undoubtedly humans. But there is one thing that humans can't do, that is, their life span is short. But other races can live a long life. Humans with fast cultivation speed gradually surpassed other races, and it was normal for them to be attacked by other races.

So the current situation is that the human race has become the weakest race. And other races have become extremely powerful because they are not suppressed by the human race. But now there is a group that stands up and says that its goal is to cook up all races, which has to be praised as ambitious.

Shi Yu is now more and more curious about the so-called God of Cooking Association.

Time flew by, but within seven or eight days, the ice ganoderma growing by the spring finally had five circles of lines.

I took this thing to the previous trading house, and saw that the middle-aged man was still selling it there. It's just that compared to last time, his temper seems to be more irritable. A trace of worry gradually appeared between his brows.

Shi Yu specially wore a luxurious robe today, pretending to be a typical second-generation ancestor, and said richly and generously: "I want your invitation letter for the palace banquet!"

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