My host in fast time travel is a full-level boss

Chapter 53 Phoenix Bloodline ([-])
"Peak Master Luo, someone has already ordered all the Xuanming Grass this month."

"If Master Luo really needs it, you can go to the auction house next door to have a look."

Luo Zhi just came back from the auction house.

She didn't change her face: "What about next month?"

Steward: "If Peak Master Luo needs it, I will definitely keep it for Peak Master Luo next month."

Luo Zhi nodded and said, "Then I want two catties of Xuanming Grass."

The corner of the steward's eyes twitched unconsciously, when can the precious Xuanming grass be used as a quantifier?

Xuanming grass, a natural and earthly treasure, generally grows on intermediate spiritual veins. There will be no more than two Xuanming grass growing on one spiritual vein. The weight of a piece of grass is less than half a tael. If it is two kilograms, it must at least be Dozens of Xuanming grass.

Dozens of Xuanming grasses are not so easy to find. This month, their trading house only has ten Xuanming grasses.

But he still maintains his good professionalism and doesn't really show it.

Luo Zhi threw out the storage bag and said, "This is the deposit."

When the steward opened it, he immediately sealed the opening.

With so much money, it is enough to buy two catties of Xuanming Grass, let alone just as a deposit.No matter what you say, you must gather these two catties of Xuanming Grass.

His smile brightened a bit: "Okay, please rest assured, Peak Lord Luo, our trading house will definitely prepare two catties of Xuanming Grass for Peak Lord Luo next month."
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Anyang hesitated for a moment, looked at this face that was almost exactly like his own, and picked up a steamed bun.

He brought the steamed buns to his mouth, and his eyes fell on An Shi again.

This guy was fascinated by eating steamed buns, as if he was enjoying some delicacies, he didn't notice Anyang's gaze at all, and he didn't have any shame that tied Anyang up before.

Forget it, why does he have so many demands on a puppet.

Anyang withdrew his gaze, and bit down on the soft steamed buns. The rice smells savory. It is the most expensive steamed bun shop at the foot of the mountain. Once it is made with Lingmi, one steamed bun costs one Lingshi.

This guy.

He thought of the source of all this, his eyes darkened.

An Shi gnawed a few steamed buns, patted his stomach, stood up and stretched. The golden lines on the black robe reflected the glimmer of the sun, which was really beautiful.

Anyang was caught in the eye, and turned his head a little unhappy.

The puppet was made so lifelike and seemed human, so no one would even know he was dead.

Suddenly footsteps came from outside the door, An Yang subconsciously gave An Shi a hand and hid him behind him.

It was Luo Zhi who opened the door.

Anyang breathed a sigh of relief: "When did you go out?"

His tone was dissatisfied, but his expression looked a little better.

"Just now." Luo Zhi didn't mean to say much.

Anyang gritted her teeth, did she think he wanted to ask?

An Shi broke away from Anyang, ran up, and handed the steamed buns in front of her like a treasure: "Master, do you want to eat steamed buns? The steamed buns at the foot of the mountain are delicious."

Luo Zhi picked up a steamed bun from the plate, rolled her eyes and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, Master." He turned to ask, "Master, can I play with Anyang? There is no one here to play with me."

"Yes." Luo Zhi took out a token, "If there is anything you want to eat, go buy it yourself. If you don't have enough money, you can use this token to go to the No. [-] Bank to get it."

An Shi took it and stared at the token curiously: "Okay, thank you, Master!"

Luo Zhi nodded and entered the inner room.

An Yang looked at the back of her leaving, and he didn't understand, An Shi was obviously a puppet, wasn't he?Why did she treat a puppet so well, it was like treating him like a living person.

Although An Shi, except for the temperature of his skin, he really looks no different from a living person.But a puppet is a puppet after all, without emotion.The puppet still looks like him.

Anyang silently hugged the book in his arms.

An Shideng ran to Anyang and raised the token in his hand: "I have money. Is there anything you want to eat? I'll buy it for you."

He looked at An Shi in a daze.

Why does this puppet always smile so happily and innocently?
Anyang looked away and ignored him.

For the past two days, Anyang has been memorizing the foundation of Lingzhi, so he rejected all unreasonable requests from Anshi.

An Shi gnawed on the steamed bun while listening to An Yang's endorsement.

"Xuan Ming Cao has a bitter taste and can be used in rejuvenation and rejuvenation pills, Jin Wu, and Wu Wan," Anyang stumbled while reciting, "The next one is, is..." Damn it, I forgot it again.

"I know, there are also Xuanyuan Pill, Luohe Pill, Dingyan Pill, and Heqi Pill. The first three need the leaves of Xuanming Grass, and the latter three need the roots of Xuanming Grass. The fruit of Xuanming Grass is once every ten years. , can help people break through, and its effectiveness is related to the age and growth environment of Xuanming Grass."

An Shi smiled happily: "I'm right?"

An Yang had already opened the book, An Shi said a good word.

He frowned: "You..."

"I heard you read it once and remember it." He took the initiative, "This is easy to remember, you can practice more."

Anyang: ...

It is indeed so annoying that I want to throw the book.

(End of this chapter)