"Save people?" Shi Xi murmured.

As Xiao Xiao just mentioned, people can also be rescued in the black market.

Indra explained, “The black market has many precious medicinal herbs, which are key to treating and saving lives in traditional Chinese medicine. Some people have the herbs, but they are too expensive for anyone to buy; others have money, but they cannot buy the herbs they want.”

The black market provides a marketplace for these kinds of people to trade.

Not far away were two people. One was wearing a suit with a large gold necklace, gold ring, gold earrings and other gold and silver jewelry, looking like a nouveau riche. The other was dressed simply and was holding a blade of grass in his hand.

Pu Suren: "Boss Jin, Chunsheng only has this one left. If you don't buy it in time, it will be bought by someone else soon."

Mr. Jin said loudly, "How do I know if your Spring Life Pill is real? Can't I even take a look?"

"You're joking. The black market is Master Chen's territory. Who would dare to buy or sell counterfeit goods here?"

"One price, how much do you want?" He desperately needed Chunsheng to save his father's life.

"Forty million."

Mr. Jin exclaimed incredulously, "Forty million? Why don't you just rob someone?"

"I brought five Chun Sheng pills to sell, and only one is left in a short while. If you think it's too expensive, you can look at other stores."

Mr. Jin gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, forty million yuan it is."

Seeing that the two had quickly completed a deal worth 40 million, Shi Xi asked in confusion, "A Shi, what is Chun Sheng?"

"Chunsheng can revive the dead and heal the wounded; it's something many people are eager to have." Di Shi glared menacingly at the person staring at Shi Xi with ill intent.

"No wonder that guy in the bright yellow dress agreed to buy Chunsheng so readily. Does Diwu need Chunsheng?"

“Awu grows a lot of spring shoots himself. To him, spring shoots are like cabbages. Oh, by the way, you eat spring shoots every day.”

Shi Xi: ? ? ?

"I eat Chun Sheng every day? How come I didn't know that!"

Di Shi smiled harmlessly and said, "Chun Sheng is also a kind of tonic. Every day when Master makes mango mille-feuille, he boils Chun Sheng into juice and mixes it into the dough."

Shi Xi nodded, pinching her chin, and said, "No wonder the mango mille-feuille made by Xiao Xiao tastes different from others. It turns out he added Chun Sheng in the middle!"

"Ah... I... I... I... I ate Chun Sheng, which is worth forty million, every day!" Shi Xi exclaimed belatedly.

"Oh my god! I'm so hard to feed!"

She eats at least one box of mango mille-feuille every day, and sometimes two or three boxes. If you add it all up, she's eaten a mountain of gold!

Shi Xi could almost see a mountain of gold being devoured by her bit by bit.

"I always thought I was easy to take care of, but I never expected... I never expected that I was a money-devouring beast, and a money-devouring beast that never pays back." She was questioning her life.

"Luckily, Xiao Xiao is rich. Otherwise, I could have eaten a billionaire out of house and home."

Di Shi shook his head helplessly and said with a smile, "A Wu can grow spring plants, and they are not as expensive as they are on the market."

Emperor Wu, sobbing in the corner: This is so hard for me. All the spring plants I painstakingly cultivated have been used up on Shi Xi.

Shi Xi was not comforted by Di Wu. She dared not eat mango mille-feuille anymore. From now on, she would only eat one box a day.

She was also wondering why her physical strength had suddenly improved.

Back when she climbed the stairs to the top floor to save Zhou Jin, she was exhausted; but when she ran three kilometers, she was like she had taken stimulants, which was the effect of taking them.