A sickly beauty controls an interstellar beast

"Phew, it's finally sold out."

Shen Yinghuan wiped the hot sweat from her forehead and said goodbye to the last fan who wanted to take a photo with her. Then she rubbed her cheeks and the corners of her mouth with both hands to move her face that was frozen in laughter.

I thought it was really hard to be a celebrity, and it was too difficult to maintain such a business-like smile. It’s true that every profession has its troubles.

"Sister Huan, let's see how much money you sold for? The ones I brought out were sold for a total of 50 million Xiaoling coins."

Shen Jile had a bright smile on his face, and he didn't look tired at all. His clear black eyes were even more astonishingly bright.

Shen Yinghuan also immediately became excited, her beautiful red eyes raised, overflowing with excitement, and she kept saying, "Look at it now, look at it now."

"Hey, more than five hundred million. Excluding the money Shen Jifan and the others asked me to sell on their behalf, the rest is mine. I have more than four hundred and thirty million."

Her clear eyes were so bright that they were no less than the total amount of live broadcast rewards, or even more.

However, after calculation, she felt that it was reasonable to have so many Xiaoling coins. The value of the red ginseng forest alone was very high. The market price of red ginseng varied according to the year. The longer the year, the higher the value. She Except for the red blood ginseng in her hand that is 70, 80 or 100 years old, she doesn't plan to sell it herself. The rest of the ginseng is mostly between five and thirty years old, and the market price is between 30,000 and 30,000. Ranging from 200,000.

Fans were obsessed with the red blood ginseng stewed snake soup she ate in the secret realm. They all wanted to buy the same style and get lucky, so they themselves coaxed the price up to 40,000. It ranges from 300,000 to 300,000, and there are more than 600 red ginseng roots in total, so the total value here is more than 100 million.

In addition, the black-fleshed Ganoderma lucidum has a small quantity on the market, so its market price is much higher than that of the red ginseng forest. Depending on the year, the price range is between 150,000 and 700,000, and the total value is also a More than 100 million, nearly 200 million.

The total of these two alone is more than 300 million, not to mention the Qingling grass, other valuable and high-level treasures of heaven, materials and earth that were found by the little lizard, as well as the odds and ends in the supply box. It is foreseeable that the broken things add up to more than 400 million.

No wonder everyone wants to enter the secret realm. It is very difficult to get a place in the secret realm. There are so many treasures in the secret realm. Just go in and make a fortune and you can spend a lifetime for many people. Who doesn't want to go in, especially if she is short of money? of.

Well, I remember that when Master Cheap took her on as his apprentice, he seemed to have given her a place in the secret realm. She must go there then.

Shen Jile also flew up with excitement, his eyes and brows filled with joy.

"By the way, Sister Huan, you sold all the Qingling grass that the Desert Giant Eagle sent to help detoxify in the secret realm. I collected the money for you. I didn't have time during the college entrance examination and forgot to give it to you. In total, Fifteen thousand."

As he said that, he transferred the money without any hesitation.

Hearing the crisp sound of the Xiaoling coins arriving, Shen Yinghuan couldn't hide the smile on her face, and transferred three thousand Xiaoling coins back to Shen Jile, "This is your wages."

Shen Jile's eyes lit up, and Le Diandian put it away happily. In just over half an hour, he had three thousand small spirit coins. This salary was so profitable.

"Thank you, Sister Huan."

"Hey, what's wrong with you old man? Are you mute?"

Just as the two were immersed in the joy of making money, a sharp voice cut through the air and reached their eardrums.

Shen Ying's smile froze, her brows furrowed, and she looked in that direction with displeasure.

I saw a brightly dressed young lady standing in front of the stall next door. Her makeup was exquisite, her eyes with eyeliner were filled with a sense of superiority, and she was sitting on a pony with an angry and arrogant glare. The aloof dean.

The black gauze on the dean's bamboo hat was swayed by the wind, but there was no movement from others.

However, Shen Yinghuan sharply noticed his slightly curled fingers, which seemed to reveal his emotions at this time.

It seems possible that this dean is a little different from the cold old man she imagined.

Shen Yinghuan shook her head and looked away from his fingers, and then looked around the stall and on the long street for someone. The brothers and sisters Ju Dachun and Ju Xiaochun didn't know where they were. There was no sign of him, and there was no one even at the stall of the rough and arrogant man next door.

Just as her eyes wandered away, the situation in front of the dean's booth escalated again.

The charming young lady with a sense of superiority became angry when she saw no one responded to her. Angrily, she picked up a ring-like thing on the stall, then raised her chin and said like giving alms, "Huh, you bastard stall The rags are only worth a hundred thousand Xiaoling coins at most. If Brother Rong didn't like this kind of pattern, I wouldn't be willing to buy it. Don't look for the extra ones. I'll count them as charity for you."

After saying that, she took out her optical brain and transferred the money, then turned around and left.

The dean who was sitting on the pony stood up suddenly, and a weak voice came from under the bamboo hat, "No, no, there is not enough space."

His old voice seemed to have not spoken for a long time, with a bit of dryness and anxiety.

Because of the panic, even Xiao Maza was brought down.

Shen Yinghuan was stunned for a moment, and finally understood what the sense of disobedience in the dean was. His silence was not because he was cold, but because he was afraid of society!

She frowned, immediately stepped over her stall, chased out and grabbed the young lady's wrist, and said in a bad tone, "Didn't you hear the old man said the money wasn't enough? He just wanted to run away after taking something."

Miss Jiao was dragged and staggered. After she stood up, she immediately turned around and glared angrily. She was first shocked by Shen Yinghuan's face, but soon the amazement in her eyes turned into disgust and hatred. She gritted her teeth and said, "It's you - —”

Shen Yinghuan frowned in displeasure, "Do you know me?"

Miss Jiao glared at Shen Yinghuan fiercely, threw her hand away angrily, took two steps back and cursed, "You are the vixen sister who wants to rob my brother Rong. I will remember you even if I am a ghost."

This is really an unexpected answer.

However, Shen Yinghuan did not follow her words and continued to ask, but returned to the previous matter in a faint voice.

"You first give the old man the money to make up for it. The old man is a spiritual weapon master. This should be a space spiritual weapon in your hand. As we all know, even the smallest 10 cubic meters of space spiritual weapon costs at least 1 million small spiritual coins. You just threw it Are the 100,000 Xiao Ling coins that came out to send the beggar away, or because the old man is easy to bully and will run away from the bill if he wants to take something."