“Shopkeeper, is this spirit star grass only a single silver coin?” Bai Li Hong Zhuang restrained her excitement and calmly asked the shopkeeper.
Ji Wen Bin nodded, “Yes, the spirit star grass has always been useless, but I only accepted it because it is relatively rare. I was about to take it down, if you want it girl then I can directly give it to you.”
Hearing those words Bai Li Hong Zhuang only felt happiness that had suddenly come. The spirit star grass was a herbal ingredient that was used in the refining of many pills, and in the past it was always fought for fiercely in the auction house. Now a thousand years later, and it had already been turned into trash that nobody wanted. ‘This generation really can’t recognize the good from bad.’
“How could you do that? I will buy it,” Bai Li Hong Zhuang laughed, “I’ll also take the white dew grass and fairy seed…”
“Wait a minute, I will go wrap them for you,’ Ji Wen Bin smiled as he spoke.