Concubine Yao

Chapter 93 A Pair of Broken Sleeves

The more Gu Xijiu heard it, the darker her face became——

It is really difficult for her to change the useless physique of this small body!

It is simply that the road to Shu is more difficult than going to the blue sky!
First of all, we need some rare plants that are rare in the world, such as phantom grass that is more than 2000 years old, Jiaolong horn that is more than 1000 years old, spiritual fruit that is 3000 years old, and spirit turtle shell that is 1 years old...

These things are priceless treasures, and picking out any of them can cause a sensation in this continent and cause a round of bloody battles!
Don't say she has no money, even if she has a net worth of tens of millions, she still can't buy these things!

Moreover, the medicinal materials listed above are only the main ingredients, and more than a dozen other medicinal materials are needed as medicine introductions.

These dozens of medicinal herbs are also very scarce. Although they can be bought in auction houses, it takes tens of millions of taels of silver to buy them all...

money!The first task before her is to make money!

She had to think carefully about ways to make money.

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Gu Xijiu spent the next few days peacefully.

I probably got scared after hitting a nail a few times, and those sisters who liked to find her awkward never came here to feel their presence again.

In the past two days, Gu Xijiu has disguised herself and gone out several times. Every time she disguised herself, she would change her appearance, so even if she wandered around on the street, no one paid attention to her.

Her wandering these two days was not in vain, she found a few ways to make a fortune.

For example, her old profession - killer!
The notices in the city often offer rewards for the capture of some Jiangyang thieves, each of which is worth a lot of money, ranging from five thousand to fifty thousand taels of silver.

Gu Xijiu even found images of herself and the young scholar on the bulletin board.

According to the notice, she and the young scholar were a pair of traitors who worked hand in hand. They specialized in stealing the treasures of a high-ranking family, and even raped and killed a young lady in a certain high-ranking official's mansion. The crimes were too numerous to list, and the reward was the highest - 100 million taels!
When Gu Xijiu saw the notice, she couldn't help shaking her head.

Needless to say, the fourth prince put the shit pot on her head, and the purpose was to get revenge on her and the young scholar at the auction house for refusing his face at the same time. Of course, he arrested her because of the Phantom Grass...

In order to get that grass back again, he really did everything he could!

According to the logic of the arrest warrant, she and the young man are like a pair of broken sleeves. They stay together when they go out, and sleep together when they go in. Those who are close can't be any closer.

But God knows she doesn't even know the young man's name, let alone where he is now.

At that time, the young man sold the phantom walking grass to her, and instead of causing trouble, he succeeded in dragging her into the water, and he became a wanted brother and sister together with him.

Gu Xijiu stood in front of the portrait for a while, and heard people around pointing at the portrait on the arrest warrant.

Because her big head was shining brightly on it, Gu Xijiu also had doubts about the so-called Jiangyang thieves in other notices, suspecting that these people were actually wronged...

She lost interest in offering rewards to catch people, so she could only investigate other ways to make money.

Later, she found another way to make money very quickly, that is, to be a herb picker and go to the deep mountains and wild forests to dig rare herbs.

The wild beasts in the deep mountains and old forests of this world are extremely ferocious, and the miasma is very powerful. Herb pickers must have wood spirit roots and spiritual power of the third level before they can enter these places fully armed to dig.

Even so, these herb collectors often lost their lives.

For a rare medicinal herb, who knows how much blood of the herbal pickers had coagulated before it could be auctioned on the market, the price would naturally be ridiculously expensive, often tens of thousands of taels of silver.

(End of this chapter)