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Chapter 13 Ginseng with 100 million ghost money
"Selling sweeping plants! Each plant has a sweeping fairy that sweeps wherever it's dirty, giving you a clean home. Only 1998 ghost coins per plant, a must-have for every home. Miss, would you like one?"

Xu Qingling looked at the swaying little grass, on which lay a little elf holding a broom, sleeping.

Thinking of her small building, Xu Qingling decisively said, "Give me one."

"okay."

They probably knew that Xu Qingling was a tycoon, so wherever Xu Qingling went, the vendors were actively and enthusiastically promoting their goods.

There were indeed quite a few strange and unusual things inside that Xu Qingling had never even imagined or seen before.

Out of curiosity, she bought them all, including a box of the Golden Crow White Phoenix Pill.

Anyway, her ring is also a storage ring with a lot of space, so she can take it back with her.

Si Kongyan watched Xu Qingling's shopping spree and constant card swiping, feeling both admiration and envy.

Sure enough, even after becoming a ghost, women still love to shop.

However, this young lady is really rich, he is so envious!
"The Underworld Little Yellow Ox, whether it's skipping the reincarnation queue or skipping the leave queue in Fengdu, it's all possible, only 10 underworld coins. Buy early and skip the queue!"

As she was shopping, Xu Qingling suddenly heard this shout.

In Fengdu, it's allowed to cut in line for leave requests? How come this director didn't know?
The stall owner even enthusiastically asked her if she wanted to cut in line.

"Queue cutting is strictly prohibited in the Leave Department!" After saying this, Xu Qingling left.

When we get back, we need to have Sasha check the situation. We absolutely cannot allow this kind of queue-jumping to happen again.

Watching Xu Qingling's departing figure, the stall owner muttered, "You say cutting in line is strictly prohibited, but does that mean it's strictly prohibited? Anyone who didn't know better would think you were the director."

After saying that, he shook his head, secretly regretting that he hadn't managed to seduce this rich guy.

"Ginseng for sale! Plump and white, 500-year-old ginseng! Eating it will guarantee you can live even if you die!"

The two continued walking, and when Sikong Yan heard the shout, his eyes lit up: "Ginseng!"

"Miss, shall we go to the place that sells ginseng?"

Xu Qingling glanced at the expectant Sikong Yan. Was he here tonight to buy ginseng?
After Xu Qingling nodded, the two of them hurried to the ginseng stall owner.

The man selling ginseng was a chubby old man with white hair and beard.

In front of his stall were several ginseng roots, the smaller ones about the size of a palm, and the larger ones like plump white radishes, each with a red string tied to its head.

Upon seeing Xu Qingling, this wealthy man, approach, he hurriedly greeted her warmly, "Young lady, young master, would you like to buy ginseng?"

“I have ginseng of all ages here, 100 years, 200 years, and even 500 years old.”

"You just said that 500-year-old ginseng can bring someone back to life even after they've died. Is that true?" Sikong Yan asked impatiently.

This time, he ventured to the Ghost Market for two purposes. One was to find out about the Fengdu Leave Office, which he now knows thanks to the kind ghost lady beside him. The other was that he wanted to buy high-grade ginseng.

His mother's health was very poor, and she was severely depleted. Modern medical technology couldn't save her, and of course, his family didn't have that much money.

But his father said that if he could get some high-quality tonics to nourish his mother's body, she would gradually recover.

This time, it was originally his father who was going to come, but after consulting a divination, the divination indicated that Sikong Yan would come instead.

So, in order to find the ginseng to save his mother and, incidentally, to gather information, he came despite his fear and the dangers of humans entering the Ghost Market. Unexpectedly, he not only found out about the Leave Division and obtained very useful information, but also found the ginseng.

Moreover, it's a 500-year-old ginseng.

"Hehe, of course it's impossible for someone to come back to life after death." The stall owner wasn't trying to fool the two of them. "However, it is indeed possible to keep them alive on their last breath or slowly nurture their already broken bodies."

"What about ginseng that's over 1000 years old?" Xu Qingling asked abruptly, her gaze then falling on the old man.

The old man, who was stroking his beard, paused abruptly, then met Xu Qingling's cold, almost penetrating gaze.

No way, no way, this girl looks so kind. Could she be planning to eat him?

The old man smiled awkwardly and said, "Ginseng that is over 1000 years old is naturally more effective, but I don't have any ginseng of that age here."

"Hmm." Xu Qingling gave a casual, indifferent "hmm."

Grandpa: Did he believe it or not?

Sikong Yan wasn't that interested in 1000-year-old ginseng, because 500-year-old ginseng was enough.

"How much for this 500-year-old ginseng?" Sikong Yan asked.

"It's not expensive, just 100 million ghost money will do." The old man held up one finger.

“11 million ghost money?!” Sikong Yan was stunned.

"That's right, 100 million ghost money isn't expensive for a 500-year-old wild ginseng."

Sikong Yan: Ghost money and human currency are equivalent. A 500-year-old ginseng is almost impossible to find in the human world. It can only be found by chance in the ghost market. If there were such a 500-year-old wild ginseng in the human world, it would be worth 100 million, let alone 1000 million.

But he was short of money.

The paper money for the underworld is not as simple as people imagine, where you can just burn some paper money and use it.

Genuine ghost money must be issued by the Heaven and Earth Bank, and to buy ghost money, you must exchange it for real currency on a one-to-one basis.

Although the Sikong family is a family specializing in metaphysics, it is just a small family. Usually, the father and son make a living by telling fortunes, calculating birth charts, and looking at feng shui. Although they have earned some money, his mother's illness has almost emptied their savings. The 5 ghost money he brought to the ghost market is their last savings.

But 5 yuan is simply not enough to buy this 500-year-old ginseng.

Does this mean we're going to miss out?

But who knows how long it will take for him to desperately earn a million? Can the ginseng in this ghost market wait? Can his mother's body wait?
Sikong Yan's eyes gradually dimmed, and even his originally lively spirit was suddenly drained away.

Her eyes gradually reddened.

Sikong Yan felt that he was indeed just as those people had said, utterly useless.

They couldn't even afford the ginseng needed to save her mother's life.

Just as Sikong Yan was thinking about whether there were any other solutions, a black and gold bank card was suddenly handed to him.

He raised his head, his reddened eyes looking at Xu Qingling beside him.

Xu Qingling said, "I'll lend it to you."

Although Xu Qingling was not good at empathizing with others, she was very observant. She could tell that Sikong Yan wanted to buy ginseng very much, but he didn't have the money!
(End of this chapter)