Plane Supplier: People in high martial arts, trade in the heavens

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The world of Ming Dynasty.

April, the 25th year of Hongwu.

In the morning court, the atmosphere was solemn and solemn, and many ministers looked sad.

Many people were immersed in grief, and from time to time there were low sobs.

"Cry! Why are you crying? We are not dead yet!"

Comrade Zhu Yuanzhang was furious and slapped the dragon throne hard: "Where is Dai Sigong? It's said to Dai Sigong!!"

"Your Majesty, Doctor Dai went to the Prince's Mansion early in the morning. Now... it should be coming soon."

The Minister of Revenue Yuxin spoke tremblingly.

The words are over.

An old man with sparse eyebrows, wrinkles and gullies, and thin figure quickly walked into the hall.

He knelt on the ground with a thud, crying with tears.

"Your Majesty!! I... Dai Sigong is useless and cannot save the crown prince... Please punish him!"

"What did you say?!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's face changed: "The prince is just infected with the cold, so you tell me that you can't save it?!"

Dai Sigong cried even louder: "Your Majesty, the matter is small, but the prince's return from inspecting Guanzhong has delayed the best treatment opportunity. In addition, the prince is worried about the government, so his health is not very good."

"Now the wind and cold have entered the lungs, and the medicine is useless."

"When I came this morning, the prince was so angry that he heard from the eunuch at the time of the palace that the prince coughed up blood last night, I'm afraid..."

Dai Sigong didn't continue talking.

But the meaning is very clear. Prince Zhu Biao guessed that it was no longer possible...

"How could this be?! How could this be..."

Zhu Yuanzhang shook his body, his eyes were dull and almost fell down!

There is no way, my own son!

My wife just left a few years ago, and now my son who has worked hard to raise is not good.

How could Comrade Zhu Yuanzhang accept this?

"Quick! Let's go there by yourself."

Zhu Yuanzhang stood up, and he didn't care about the emperor's etiquette and was about to run to the Eastern Palace with his feet raised.

The ministers wanted to stop them, but they were kicked over by Zhu Yuanzhang.

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Not long after, the East Palace.

When Zhu Yuanzhang arrived, Zhu Biao's face was bloodless, but he still held back and said, "Cough...father...father."

"Son...Let's lie down."

Zhu Yuanzhang hurried forward, his eyes flushed red, and tears fell down his eyes.

Since Empress Ma passed away, Zhu Biao has to take the lead.

God is so cruel to their Zhu family! !

"Dad, don't worry, my disease... Maybe I'll take a few more medicines and it'll be cured..."

Zhu Biao knew that he might not be able to hold on for long.

But seeing the emperor's father so sad, he couldn't help but comfort him.

Zhu Yuanzhang's voice was trembling and said, "Son, don't worry, you will be fine. Let's tell the world to find a famous doctor for you! We won't believe it. Dai Sigong's old guy can't cure it, but others can't cure it. OK you!”

Zhu Biao nodded weakly, barely smiled and said, "Dad, I believe in you..."

"You have a good rest and tell us what you want to eat!"

"I just feel a little tired and want to have a rest..."

"Okay, okay, then you stop, let's go now, let's go now."

Zhu Yuanzhang held back his tears and did not dare to delay, so he quickly stood up to say goodbye.

However, when he returned to Wenhua Palace, Zhu Yuanzhang sat on the dragon chaise, with a sad look in his eyes.

He is an emperor of a generation, how could he not understand what his son said just now!

It's just to comfort him!

Zhu Biao...his son, I'm afraid...

【bite! The plane trader sends you a trading application, do you agree? 】

"??!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's face suddenly changed: "Who! Who is talking?!"

But soon, Zhu Yuanzhang discovered...this voice actually sounded from his mind!

"You...who are you?!"

【bite! Please select ‘Agree to trade’ or ‘Reject to trade’, 9, 8, 7…]

The system obviously did not answer his meaning.

Zhu Yuanzhang's face changed, and he thought of many things for a moment, such as the theory of ghosts and gods, the theory of gods and Buddhas, etc.

The countdown continues.

Zhu Yuanzhang felt ruthless in his heart and gritted his teeth and said, "I... agree!"

He doesn't care, so what about ghosts and gods, as long as he can save his son...

Next second.

Zhu Yuanzhang only felt the sky spinning in front of him. When he opened his eyes again, he was already in a vast white mist.

This...is this...? !

Zhu Yuanzhang widened his eyes, and everything in front of him had exceeded his cognition.

Even if you have experienced all kinds of storms, it is difficult to keep calm for a while.

The white mist turned into a faint figure.

Lu Xuan walked out of the fog with a calm expression: "Hello, welcome to the trading space."

Zhu Yuanzhang was dumbfounded: "God...god?!"

"I'm not a god, forget it, you can think so."

Lu Xuan was too lazy to explain, so he still had to maintain his personality.He raised his hand, and a stream of light quickly flew into Zhu Yuanzhang's mind.

This is the ability given to him by the system. In this trading space, Lu Xuan is invincible. No one can hurt him, and he can visualize anything he wants to do. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is just speaking.

The stream of light just now is some introduction to trading rules.

After a while.

Zhu Yuanzhang slowly opened his eyes, and a shocking wave in his heart, and said in a trembling voice: "Sir Lu, I...I am willing to trade. I want to ask for a medicine that can cure my son. As long as it can cure my son, any condition can be ! ”

Save Zhu Biao? ? ?

Damn, the other party has been in Hongwu for 25 years!

Lu Xuan's eyes twitched. Although he claimed to be able to trade everything here, he was only level 1 now!

He also learned about this history before traveling through time. It is rumored that Zhu Biao died of complications caused by wind and cold, pneumonia.

I don’t have antibiotics now, how can I save it?

Although there are hospitals in Daxia, the treatment methods are different from those of Western medicine in previous lives...

Lu Xuan is a little numb. What's wrong with this? It's not good to go to the army!

【bite! Fruit radish can cure all symptoms of mortals and slightly improve physical fitness. 】

Lu Xuan:? ? ?

Can fruit and radish be saved?

Isn’t this thing cleans up the body’s toxins?

[Detailed explanation of the scope of 'toxin' of fruit radish...]

【Retrieval successfully! 】

【Explanation: Physical abnormalities, cancer, etc. caused by non-gene mutations in the level 1 plane, physical damage to the body of non-meridians in the low-mart plane, poisoning and abnormal states can all be summarized as 'toxins', which can be performed using fruit radish Clear. 】

? ? ? !

Lu Xuan's eyelids twitched, and he felt that he underestimated this golden finger!

Is the level 1 crop so cool?

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Zhu Yuanzhang said carefully: "Immortal...Immortal Master?"

Lu Xuan coughed lightly, and the surface still looked calm: "Cough, it's not difficult to save your son..."

Lu Xuan waved his hand.

The pale white mist changed instantly, and a plant exuded a crystal luster, and the pattern of fruit radish the size of a palm suddenly appeared.

Zhu Yuanzhang was shocked: "What is this?"

Lu Xuan said lightly: "Fruit radish, priced...30 trading points per piece."

"In the case of your son, if you go back and eat seven or eight, you will definitely have no problems."

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned and opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

Lu Xuan pressed with one hand: "Hey, I know what you want to ask, how to get the trading point, right?"

"Just just silently recite the trading point in your mind."

Zhu Yuanzhang hurriedly did as he heard this.

Suddenly, the cold system prompt sounded again.

【bite! Trading equivalents are being tested…]

【Test completed! 】

[Keywords: dragon energy, prosperity, emperor. 】

[Trading equivalent: silver! 】

[Convert exchange rate: 1 tael of silver = 0.1 trading point]

"This...! This!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was confused. It was not that he couldn't afford it, but that this thing... was too cheap!

1 tael of silver = 0.1 trading point.

Those 30 trading points are 300 taels of silver!

According to the immortals, only seven or eight of his son’s illnesses are needed... fruit radish?

Wouldn't that mean that you only need to pay more than 2,000 taels of silver to cure your son? !

In an instant, a huge surprise suddenly surged into my heart.

Zhu Yuanzhang's lips were trembling.

"How is it? Do you want to trade?"

"Trade! Want to trade!"

Zhu Yuanzhang forced himself to stabilize his mind and immediately said, "Immortal Master, I want 100 of these... fruit radishes, is it OK?!"

Lu Xuan smiled, opened his mouth and slowly uttered two words: "No..."