Yan Funing stepped forward and peeled back the oil paper to show her: "Auntie, how much do you think the Ganoderma lucidum is worth today?"
The old woman looked her up and down, then said indifferently, "My young master invites you in."
Yan Funing was puzzled: "Does your master want to negotiate the price in person?"
The old woman said, "Sir, I don't have time to bargain. If I tell you to come in, just come in. Don't talk nonsense."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Yan Funing raised her eyebrows and followed immediately.
After passing through one curtain after another, we finally entered the Xuanzhu Hall.
The room was filled with the smell of medicine. Not only that, there was also incense burning nearby. It seemed that the owner of this house was quite romantic.
Looking forward, Yan Funing saw a curtain hanging. Behind the curtain sat a man wearing a crown, who looked very young.
Outside the curtain, there was a man bowing with his hands clasped in front of his chest. He looked very old with gray hair.
Looking again, the old man's profile looked very familiar.
Yan Funing stepped forward.
The old woman immediately stopped her: "Don't get close to the young master!"
Yan Funing pushed her hand away: "I don't want to get close to your young master, but this old man looks very familiar to me!"
The old man turned his head when he heard the sound and was surprised to see Yan Funing: "Miss, how can it be such a coincidence?"
Yan Funing smiled and said to the old woman, "Auntie, did you hear me? This old man recognizes me." Then she looked at the old man and asked, "Old man, are oranges sour or sweet?"
The old man laughed out loud: "It's sour, but sourness can quench thirst."
Suddenly, he thought of something and bowed to the young man behind the curtain, saying, "Sir, this girl can testify that I did go deep into the mountains. It's just that I fell into a hunter's trap and was unable to collect the Ganoderma lucidum."
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