Chapter 7, Fang Ling's Gains

Fang Ling felt a bit dizzy; he believed that this clover was worth at most 1,200 gold coins

Master Zhao, seeing that Fang Ling remained silent, spoke with increasing urgency: "Young brother, I need this three-leaf clover to refine a furnace of Forged Yuan Dan. I hope you can part with it!"

A smile gradually appeared on his face

It is still a clover, but this particular one appears somewhat shorter and wilted compared to the previous two

The thin monkey said that Fang Ling cannot collect the three types, which is clearly just making a joke at Fang Ling's expense

Fang Ling patted Hua Shuying and then smiled at Steward Zhang, saying, "The harvest is not very good"

He does not dare to seek the jokes of ordinary people; Fang Ling, who lacks both strength and connections, naturally becomes the target for him to alleviate his own insecurities

Fang Ling set down the clover and reached into her backpack, pulling out another clover.

Lin Mucheng's eyes widened as he prepared to speak, but he quickly released the pressure he was exuding. In this situation, he wanted to see how Fang Ling would resolve it

"Xiao Lingzi is quite good." The title used by Steward Zhang to address Fang Ling has changed from Fang Ling to Xiao Lingzi

As the next head of the Chen family, Chen Zhenghua was a person who could walk sideways in Dingfang City, feeling that the roads were too narrow for him. At this moment, seeing this insignificant fellow daring to meet his gaze, he was instantly filled with rage

Three shining fairy stones, at the moment they fell into Fang Ling's hands, gave him a sensation of coolness in his grasp

If the first clover is added, then Fang Ling's entrance fee will be sufficient

Although this fist seemed to have exhausted all the strength in the body, it caused no pain at all when it struck Fang Ling

For such individuals, Zhenbao Pavilion has always generously waived the insufficient portion.

The feeling of being cared for by others is truly wonderful

The same is true for the thin monkey; his mood is far from calm. During these five days, he has encountered numerous dangers. The cheerful and outgoing man who accompanied him was silently swallowed by a suddenly appearing pit on the way back

At the very least, it makes his incompetence as someone with the surname Zhang apparent

Although he is inherently optimistic, at this moment, his overall state seems somewhat unusual

A twenty-year-old clover can be worth five hundred taels of gold. Although it is not enough to cover Fang Ling's appearance fee, it is at least better than going empty-handed

The appearance of this clover made Chen Zhenghua breathe a huge sigh of relief; just based on the appearance of this clover, one hundred taels of gold would be a bonus

He was just about to take action against Fang Ling when a middle-aged man standing beside him gently whispered something in his ear

With these three thousand taels of gold, she would no longer have to serve that annoying young master of the Chen family as a maid, and she could continue to stay by Fang Ling's side

Fang Ling looked at the face of Steward Zhang, secretly amused. He gently took out a clover from his backpack.

The medicine basket of Fang Ling must contain all these things; even if he were to produce a hundred more, he would still be unable to repay his debts

Upon seeing this clover, Deacon Zhang's expression improved slightly

"Fang Ling, how was the harvest?" Deacon Zhang approached, a faint smile on his face

"Hush, Fang Ling, I thought you were going to bring out something earth-shattering, haha, it's still a clover. Although this thing isn't worth much, it was obtained from the secret realm of La Mountain. Wait a moment, I'll treat you to a drink..." The thin monkey patted Fang Ling on the shoulder and said to him with a smile.

At this moment, he felt a bit envious of Fang Ling

In the moment of rushing forward, two small fists swiftly struck fiercely against Fang Ling's chest.

Chen Zhenghua, the eldest son of the Chen family

On the face of Hua Shuying, a smile also appeared. Three thousand taels of gold felt like a great mountain in her heart. Now, this three thousand taels of gold that had been difficult for her to let go of was suddenly enough!

Fang Ling cast a glance at the thin monkey and others who were making a mockery of him, but he did not pay them any mind. With his current strength, defeating the thin monkey would pose no problem; however, he would never allow himself to be provoked into retaliating simply because he was barked at by a dog.

On the contrary, this fist gave Fang Ling an incredibly warm feeling

Zhang, the steward, has always been unyielding towards those who dare to compete with Zhenbao Pavilion. Since Zhenbao Pavilion provides him with ample food and drink, he naturally harbors no goodwill towards those who dare to encroach upon its business

Looking at the girl before him, who was weeping uncontrollably, Fang Ling's heart surged with emotion, a feeling that was largely derived from the consciousness of the main character. Although the girl did not speak, from her eyes, which were as red as peaches, and the weariness etched on her face, how could Fang Ling not understand what the girl had been through in the past two days

Just as Chen Zhenghua felt nervous, Fang Ling's hand held another herb.

The thin monkey chuckled and said, "Xiao Fangzi, you wouldn't have failed to gather enough for the appearance fee, would you?"

Count me in

This clover is surprisingly valued at three thousand gold pieces

At this moment, Deacon Zhang's expression revealed a hint of disappointment. However, he quickly reassured himself that it was no small feat for the young man Fang Ling to return alive and to earn his own travel expenses. He realized that he should not be so hard on the young man.

Deacon Zhang's expression became somewhat unpleasant. He is the one who organized this collection. Although the amount collected is subject to divine will, if the income is too low, it will be difficult for him to explain to the shopkeeper

However, this Fang Ling, after only entering the mountain once, surprisingly collected a specimen.

Having excessively high expectations is not advisable either

From the memories of the master, Fang Ling instantly confirmed the identity of this person

Survivors of a disaster often find their emotions unsettled, and many times, they are inclined to use the embarrassing incidents of others to soothe their own turbulent feelings

Several men standing by the side burst into laughter. Among them, a man who had lost an arm laughed and said, "I bet you, skinny monkey, if Fang Ling collects more than two types of things, I will treat you to drinks at Yanlai Tower today"

In an instant, many people's faces revealed expressions of anticipation

"You bastard, who allowed you to enter the mountains? Who allowed you to enter the mountains!" In a voice tinged with tears, a figure dressed in a blue linen garment rushed in as if driven mad

However, when he clearly saw the body that was holding the clover with great excitement, the hand that had originally grasped the handle of the knife gently lowered again, and the body that was initially prepared to rush out heavily remained in place.

The thin monkeys and other collectors looked at the celestial stone in Fang Ling's hand with envy. For them, a desperate effort in collecting would hardly yield three thousand taels of gold, while this fellow Fang Ling had truly struck it lucky, selling a mere small three-leaf clover for three thousand taels of gold, and it was even being fought over by buyers.

The flower's shadow is still weeping, yet at this moment, Fang Ling feels a gaze upon her, watching her like a venomous snake.

He turned his head and saw a man who appeared to be around 20 years old, looking at him with a gloomy expression.

This clover is noticeably larger than the one just now, and the spiral patterns at the base of the clover appear to be even more robust

However, thinking that these three thousand taels of gold were earned by Fang Ling at the cost of her life, this made her feel increasingly bittersweet amidst her joy

Thirty Years of Clover

Master Zhao waved his hand and said, "You need not concern yourself with this, just give it to me directly." As he spoke, Master Zhao took out three pieces of celestial stone from his pocket and handed them to Fang Ling, saying, "In the future, if you have any aged medicinal materials, feel free to come find me."

He cannot help but smile, for the person speaking is Master Zhao.

On the dark, large face, there was even a hint of a smile

Take it out!

"The clover of fifty years, this is the clover of fifty years!" The person's voice was filled with excitement

After a brief moment of contemplation, Fang Ling gently embraced that graceful figure and smiled as she comforted, "Sister Ying, I have returned, haven't I!"

As soon as he spoke, everyone standing outside the secret realm was stunned

No, there absolutely cannot be anything good in this brat's medicine basket, otherwise, that charming flower's delicate shadow...

Hahaha ... ...

This is a twenty-year-old clover

Just as Master Zhao was eagerly preparing to return to refine elixirs with the three-leaf clover in hand, Fang Ling stopped him and said: "Master, I have two more three-leaf clovers here, could you please help me determine their age?"

Moreover, pairs of eyes were fixed intently on Fang Ling, watching to see what he could produce

Deacon Zhang's face has become quite radiant with a smile. A clover that has grown for thirty years can be sold for eight hundred taels of gold.

Regarding Chen Zhenghua, Fang Ling felt no affection whatsoever. He met Chen Zhenghua's gaze with indifference in his eyes.

Although collecting herbs in the mountains is dangerous, generally speaking, as long as one can return alive, it is possible to gather seven or eight types of medicinal materials

Fang Ling smiled lightly, remaining silent, and continued to reach into the backpack behind her with her hand

Master Zhao, according to the agreement, Zhenbao Pavilion has the right of first refusal for the medicinal materials we have collected!" Fang Ling rubbed his hands together, feigning difficulty as he spoke

Over the years of collection, there have indeed been collectors who have not even managed to cover their appearance fees, but such collectors are truly rare

He gently patted the back of Hua Shuying, helping her to calm down as quickly as possible

The thin monkey licked its lips; this thirty-year-old clover made even him feel a bit envious. Having ventured into the mountains twice, facing life-and-death situations, he had only managed to collect a single thirty-year-old clover last time.

Fang Ling had not yet spoken when a figure suddenly rushed over, and before Fang Ling could react, the person snatched the clover into their hand

However, Chen Zhenghua's expression was somewhat unpleasant, and at this moment, he felt a bit anxious in his heart

With Master Zhao's status at the Treasure Pavilion, a single word from him could send anyone packing

Without waiting for others to speak, he loudly declared: "Kid, I will offer 3 fairy stones for this clover!"

And these seven or eight varieties are sufficient for a family to live happily for a lifetime

Do you know how I have been spending these past few days? My fists grew weaker with each strike, and finally, that figure rushing towards me tightly embraced Fang Ling, crying out loud.

The so-called entrance fee refers to the amount that the gatherer is required to pay to Zhenbao Pavilion. In organizing this gathering, Zhenbao Pavilion not only prioritizes the purchase of the medicines collected by the gatherers, but each gatherer must also pay an entrance fee equivalent to the value of 1,000 taels of gold in medicinal products.

Moreover, there is actually more in this fellow's medicine basket!