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Chapter two hundred and ninety-six jade bottle as pot, ginseng as soup(2/2)

During the chat between her grandma and the other party, Luo Xingda gradually analyzed the truth of the matter.

It turns out that the other party is not the child of any surrounding villagers.

But when he came here to buy some lizards, scorpions, etc., his grandma showed him the way.

Also helped with the negotiations.

When Luo Xingda heard this, he thought this was something his grandma would do.

When her legs and legs were still strong, she was a frequent visitor to various farmers' markets in the suburbs of Liucheng.

In game terms, that means your negotiation skill points are full.

However, just because of this matter, the other party came to express his gratitude, which Luo Xingda did not expect.

Moreover, if the other party buys a scorpion, what will the lizard do?

It can't be eaten, and there's nothing to feed it.

Refining Gu...

Luo Xingda could only attribute it to the strange habits of rich people.

"In the suburbs, do some butchering work."

The other party smiled and said, picking up a piece of chicken by the way.

Luo Xingda found that the other party had sharp eyes, and he was worthy of being a butcher.

They were all filled with good meat. After eating for a long time, I didn't even spit out a bone.

After the meal, the other party said goodbye directly and left.

Luo Xingda, who was about to ask privately about contact lenses, was caught off guard.

Before leaving, the other party took out a jade bottle from somewhere.

It looks quite exquisite, probably a handicraft.

Especially when the other party says that this thing is a soup kettle.

Are you saying that you are so rich as a butcher?

Luo Xingda felt that the other party should be referring to opening a slaughterhouse.

Although there is nothing fancy about his outfit, he seems to be wearing ordinary clothes.

But there was no fishy smell on my body.

If a farmer raises more chickens and ducks, they will inevitably have a bad smell.

Not to mention a slaughterhouse?

"I made some fresh soup at home, but some ginseng whiskers were missing from it."

"The ones that are farmed are not valuable items."

"You have to drink it quickly, otherwise there will be no effect tomorrow."

After hearing that the soup contained farmed ginseng, Luo Xingda felt that the other party had probably been fooled.

Some farmed ginseng may not be as good as the radishes grown in one's own fields.

Aunt Luo originally saw the bottle as exquisite and was unwilling to accept it.

After hearing that it was a soup pot and that the other party had made the soup himself, he accepted it.

I have to say that this bottle is really cute.

The other party smiled, said goodbye, and walked away in the snow.

Not long after, it disappeared into a vast expanse of land.

"Come on, take it and drink it, ginseng soup, it's nourishing."

After seeing the other party leaving and the two of them returning home, Aunt Luo made a show of giving the jade bottle in her hand to Luo Xingda.

Luo Xingda hurriedly waved her hand and refused, saying that she was losing weight and could not take such supplements.

Aunt Luo thought about her son again, but remembered that he would not be back for more than ten days.

After thinking about it, I felt that pouring it out would be too wasteful.

So I took a small plastic cup and carefully poured a cup.

Light golden?

Doesn't look bad...

Aunt Luo drank it directly.

There is no taste at all, just a hint of sweetness.

It doesn't seem to be anything special, but it's pretty easy to read.

So I sat next to the fire and drank one cup after another.

When nothing more could be poured out of the jade bottle, she suddenly realized that the bottle of soup had been finished by her.
Chapter completed!
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