Zhang Baisui raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Chen, feeling a little surprised:

"Boy Jiang, have you completely digested the medicinal properties in your body?"

Jiang Chen nodded and said modestly:

"I got a few opportunities and luckily digested them all."

Zhang Baisui stroked his beard and said with approval:

"Three digestions, each time will be more difficult than the next. You can digest them all in a short time, which is both luck and strength."

"but--"

Zhang Baisui pondered for a few seconds and then said:

"The martial arts path of scavengers, due to the relatively small number of people, the difficulty of collecting spiritual materials is probably far greater than that of Jiuzhou Xiongbing. This is also the second page of "Little Wasteland Sutra", so I bluntly ask, "Do you have money?"

's reason."

"The poor are rich in literature and rich in martial arts. Your family is not rich. If you want to continue practicing, you must find a way to earn more money."

“In this world, it’s hard to move without money!”

Listen to this.

Ruan Tiehan laughed:

"Old Chief, you don't have to worry about Brother Jiang. He has got all the medicinal materials needed by hunters in the wilderness!"

Zhang Baisui was stunned for a long time and said in shock:

"Mountains, rivers, vegetation, and the four major spiritual objects, no matter which one they are, it is very troublesome to collect them. Where do you find them?"

Jiang Chen couldn't help laughing. He patted the storage bag, and a large iron plate gradually appeared in his hand. On it were four precious spiritual materials: refined grass, five-hundred-year-old locust tree heart, dragon's beard carp, and volcanic lava stone.

and explained:

"I have performed some meritorious deeds and received rewards from the general. These are the rewards paid in advance."

Zhang Baisui was really surprised now.

A mere civilian can get a reward from General Qingzhou in less than two months. If given time, ten or twenty years, what kind of great future will he have?

Captain, or...general?

Thinking about it like this, Zhang Baisui's evaluation of Jiang Chen suddenly rose a few points.

Zhang Baisui twirled his beard, thought carefully for a few seconds, turned his head, and shouted loudly to the servants inside:

"Serve tea, set the table, and take out my treasured Junshan Silver Needle to entertain the two distinguished guests."
Chapter completed!