CHAPTER 889: CHAPTER 865: HUNDRED WITHERED GRASS

"Xiao Wang, see if you can find a way to explain to your master and help me process this stone."

Jiang Xiaoxiao touched those stones in her hand, and the heat in her palm seemed to disappear instantly.

Knowing clearly, the peach juice must have entered the stone.

But she’s curious about what kind of treasures might be hidden inside this tiny stone.

It was incredible that the peach juice almost wanted to leave her and rush over.

Xiao Wang nodded with a smile, "Please follow me."

Usually, this kind of helper might not even want to move for just a few coins’ worth of stones.

Because grinding once costs at least ten yuan, and these stones combined were bought for just one yuan.

Grinding these stones might cost dozens, more than the stones’ cost.

Who knows what this girl is up to, probably just having fun.

Brother Jin saw Jiang Xiaoxiao had finished choosing and quickly stepped forward.

"Looks like my little sister has picked her items, let’s go over together. Boss Gu has a sharp eye, surely he’ll see something."

Gu Zongnan chuckled.

"Old Jin, don’t make fun of me, everyone in West City knows that no one dares to guarantee anything in this gambling stones business."

The two were chatting happily, now addressing each other as Old Jin.

Yet, when they arrived in front of the stone processing master, Gu Zongnan glanced at the stones, a smile tugging at his lips without any hint of sarcasm.

He already knew this girl was an outsider, yet she didn’t heed Xiao Wang’s advice and still brought a few of these worthless stones.

At worst, after processing the stones, he would give Old Jin a stone as a gift, making it complete.

Brother Jin looked at those stones, immediately deflated like a balloon, knowing this girl understood nothing, she was indeed exemplary among novices; even he, a layperson, knew these stones were of poor quality.

Hoping for a windfall was simply a pipe dream.

Fan Jinkui almost didn’t want to watch anymore, already knowing what the outcome would be.

At this point, he wasn’t even afraid or worried anymore. The result was already determined, his arm was lost.

Later, when his two buddies helped him home, he hoped the old lady wouldn’t be too sad seeing him like that.

Among the people present, except for Jiang Xiaoxiao, no one had any expectations for those stones in her hand.

The stone processing master glanced at his boss; since the boss had spoken, it surely was a favor for someone; let’s do this.

The stone was too small, impossible to cut in one go, only sanding would do.

The master looked disdainfully at these five stones in front of him.

This single stone took more effort than cutting ten stones.

But no choice, since the boss demanded it, he had to comply.

If you eat from someone’s table, you listen to their commands.

The machine started, and the stone was directly handled.

One hand was gloved in thick canvas, gripping the stone, skimming off the outer layer gently.

If nothing could be seen inside, it could essentially be discarded.

In the master’s experience, if a 1cm layer is removed and nothing can be seen, it’s mostly considered waste.

He skimmed off a layer.

The master exclaimed in surprise.

This exclamation drew everyone’s attention; mainly, there were no expectations, and people thought the master would soon declare it useless stone.

They were ready to give up.

Who knew the master let out a significant exclamation of surprise, which had a different implication.

So everyone’s eyes gathered.

Fan Jinkui’s heart was pounding nervously, could there be a miracle?

The master handed over the stone.

"Miss, this stone indeed contains medicine, and it’s 100,000-year-old Hundred Withered Grass inside. Do you want me to remove the surrounding shell and soak it in liquid? The Hundred Withered Grass can then be directly taken out."

This shocked both Brother Jin and Gu Zongnan; they didn’t know much, but the 100,000-year-old Hundred Withered Grass was renowned.

Finding 100,000-year-old Hundred Withered Grass on the market was extremely rare, it required venturing deep into the mountains.

Herb diggers generally didn’t venture deep into the mountains; there was a high risk of not returning, which was their limit. They knew where danger lay while living off the land.

Once in deep mountains, whether they return was uncertain.

No one would trade their life for money, so seeing 100,000-year-old Hundred Withered Grass was rare.

Now, it was priced at 1 million per plant.

Here, the little girl found it in a piece of worthless stone.

Jiang Xiaoxiao gave the stone to Brother Jin and Gu Zongnan, trusting in the renowned Boss Gu. The Gu family wouldn’t want a bad reputation over this small gain.

So many people were watching, too small a gain to cheat over.

She’d heard of sudden fortunes from these medicinal stones before; someone once cut out herbs worth billions. Hers was just 1 million, not noteworthy.

Gu Zongnan, an expert, upon careful inspection, confirmed it was indeed 100,000-year-old Hundred Withered Grass.

No doubt about it, a smile spread on his face. This girl’s luck was truly remarkable.

"Brother Jin, your sister has a good eye, picking a stone worth less than one yuan and finding Hundred Withered Grass worth a million. Impressive, I’m curious about her other stones, are they all such treasures?

If so, she’s incredible, turning one yuan into 500 million. Remarkable!"

His words immediately attracted onlookers; such a small stone yielded 100,000-year-old Hundred Withered Grass worth a million.

Several herbal merchants gathered, hoping to snag a bargain.

Of course, also to buy herbs for their business.

"Miss, I’ll buy your 100,000-year-old Hundred Withered Grass for one million, how about it?"

Someone already had plans, as Hundred Withered Grass was critical for making the Revitalizing Pill.

This herb was invaluable, practically unavailable.

Herb collectors only found a few plants every few months, quickly snatched up by the Liu family who made the Revitalizing Pill, never appearing in the market.

Thus, Hundred Withered Grass prices soared from 1 million to 1.5 million, even 2 million.

Gu Zongnan smiled and politely said,

"Little sister, for your brother’s sake, why not sell this grass to our Gu family? I’ll offer you 1.5 million; it’s neither too high nor too low."

Opening it in their family’s store, naturally, the Gu family wanted a share. After all, they ran an herbal shop.

Letting others snatch business away would be unthinkable.