"Oh," Dongfang Mian said, feigning surprise, "Isn't that exactly what you're talking about, Senior Sister? It seems you have a very clear understanding of yourself."
Yue Qiu scoffed, "I'm not as good as you?"
After glancing at the asparagus flower on the stage, Yue Qiu said, "Why don't we bid on this asparagus flower and see who is worse than whom?"
“Bidding for Asparagus Ferns? Why should I bid for Asparagus Ferns with you? I don’t need them,” Dongfang Mian refused without hesitation.
Yue Qiu looked at her with disdain and said, "That's right. Someone like you probably has never seen a King-level spiritual herb before. Someone of your status doesn't deserve to use such a high-level spiritual herb."
"Are King-level spiritual herbs really that high-grade?" Dongfang Mian raised an eyebrow and asked rhetorically.
"Hahaha"
The VIP area erupted in laughter, seemingly mocking Oriental Cotton's foolishness.
A man next to Dongfang Mian in the ordinary area shook his head and whispered to her, "Miss, King-level spiritual herbs are very rare and extremely expensive. We ordinary people can't compete with them, so let's give up."
Upon hearing this, Yan Lin objected and whispered to Dongfang Mian, "Give me money to bury that woman alive."
Dongfang Mian shook her head, took out a red fruit and stuffed it into Yan Lin's mouth, saying, "Junior brother, you're too hot-tempered. Eat some fruit to cool down."
Yan Lin was caught off guard and was about to get angry when a thought struck him. He leaned back in his seat, adopting the demeanor of a spoiled young master, and began to devour the fruit.
The splashing of juices caused great dissatisfaction among those in front and behind.
Yue Qiu sneered: "Vulgar, you're only good for eating this garbage."
"No, this smell... this is a King-grade spiritual herb, the Red Snake Fruit!" As soon as Yue Qiu finished speaking, the people around Yan Lin finally noticed something was wrong.
"What! A King-grade spiritual herb, and he just eats it like that? It's such a waste!" The onlookers were furious.
Yue Qiu looked at the fruit in Yan Lin's hand suspiciously. "Are you sure you're not mistaken? Someone like this would have a King-level spiritual herb?"
Dongfang Mian glanced at her disdainfully, "What, are King-grade spiritual herbs that high-level?"
After saying that, he took out a medicinal herb that looked like a white radish and took a crunchy bite.
"This, this is a King-grade spiritual herb, Baby Ginseng!" Everyone's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
"Meow~" Aju called out in dissatisfaction from the side. How could they forget me when they were showing off their wealth in such a high-profile way?
Dongfang Mian casually tossed him a carrot, which Aju hugged and started munching on.
Pooh.
I took a few bites of the orange and then spat it out; it was too awful.
"This is a king-level Luo Gen grass, and you just spat it out! If you won't eat it, give it to me, Cat Bro!" The onlookers' eyes were red with envy.
Yue Qiu was also speechless with astonishment, but for the sake of saving face, he still managed to squeeze out a sentence, "Don't just empty your pockets to show off. Your behavior is simply an ignorant waste of resources."
"You call a king-level spiritual herb a heavenly treasure?" Dongfang Mian looked at her with a pitying expression. "Didn't you see that even my cat won't eat this kind of thing?"
"So you completely disregard the seniors here?" Yue Qiu said provocatively.
"No, no, no," Dongfang Mian shook her finger, "I just don't take you seriously."
"Hmph, it's just a King-level spiritual herb. It's not like everyone doesn't have a few of them," Yue Qiu said unconvinced.
"Oh? Senior sister has some too? I wonder if you usually stir-fry or stew it? Why don't you share it with everyone?" Dongfang Mian asked innocently.
Yue Qiu felt like she was about to vomit blood. Whether to stir-fry or stew it, who would be so wasteful?
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