Elf: I have a garbage dump of all worlds

Chapter 122: Selling Herbs, Old Yang's Surprise

"But why did the upper limit of spiritual energy absorption suddenly increase every day?"

After the surprise, Wang Yang was puzzled. It seemed that nothing had happened to him during this period of time. Why did this change happen?

As for whether the upper limit of spiritual energy absorption increased because he had not practiced during this period, Wang Yang didn't even think about it.

If this is true, then it is really ridiculous. If I practice for a while and then stop for a while, it won't take long before I can absorb all the spiritual energy from all the trees in this forest at once?

"But why did this change happen?"

Wang Yang frowned, having no idea about the changes in his cultivation.

During this period of time when I was out, nothing related to cultivation happened, and I didn't even encounter anything related to spiritual energy.

"Forget it, don't think about it. Anyway, it's a good thing for me."

Without thinking any more, Wang Yang stood up, continuing to show his happy expression because of the increased speed of cultivation, and turned around and walked back in the direction he came from.

After breakfast, Wang Yang was not idle. He first made a batch of energy blocks, and then came to the place where King of Leave and Squirtle were training.

"Squirtle, a pool of water was dug near the orchard yesterday. We can go there to practice water cannon and other skills in the future."

"Jenny, Jenny."

Hearing Wang Yang's words, Squirtle stopped training and ran over quickly, blinking at him, as if asking if it was true.

"Of course, you can remember the past when the time comes."

After patting Squirtle's head, Wang Yang reminded him again, then stood up and looked to the other side: "Excuse me, Wang, get up and train."

After that, he didn't talk much and started training the two elves.

When it comes to training two elves, Wang Yang is already extremely skilled and has already planned all the arrangements in his mind.

First came the daily required physical training, and the two elves each carried their own weights and began consciously.

After completion, the two elves turned to skill training and began to continuously release skills that needed practice.

Just like that, the morning passed.

In the afternoon, Wang Yang did not stay on the farm, but called Pidgeot and rushed to Shamiao City.

The herbs were already ripe yesterday, so if I didn’t go there yesterday, of course I have to go there today.

After all, Wang Yang is still thinking about the resurrection grass seeds, and is looking forward to the huge increase in profits after planting the resurrection grass.

Soon, Wang Yang arrived at the door of the herbal medicine shop in Shamiao City again.

Looking at the familiar decorations, it was just as deserted as the first time he came here. Wang Yang approached, pushed open the door and walked in.

"Mr. Yang, what are you doing?"

When Wang Yang walked into the store, he saw Mr. Yang sitting there with his head down, and he didn't notice his arrival. He immediately walked closer out of curiosity.

"Hmm? It's you again young man."

Hearing the voice, Mr. Yang turned around and obviously recognized Wang Yang.

"Yes, I am here to bother you again. But Mr. Yang, what are you doing? You are so engrossed in what you are doing. If I hadn't called you, you wouldn't have noticed me."

He nodded and answered, then looked in front of Old Yang, looking at some unknown kind of herbs on the ground.

"I just picked some new herbs today. I'm checking them out. But why are you here? Are you here to destroy my seeds again?"

"Forehead…"

Hearing this, Wang Yang was stunned for a long time. How much did this person not trust him? He was sure that he had wasted those herb seeds without even asking?

"Old man, I didn't waste those seeds of yours. On the contrary, I came here this time. I made those herbs mature again."

"Hahaha."

Old Yang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and laughed.

Wang Yang, who was watching, was confused for a moment. What was going on? Why was he laughing all of a sudden? Was there something wrong with what he said?

Old Yang also saw the confusion on Wang Yang's face and explained, "Young man, the recovery grass seeds I gave you need four months to mature. It's only been less than two months, and now you're telling me that they're mature. Aren't you kidding me, old man?"

Shaking his head, Old Yang continued to lower his head and began to check the collected herbs.

As for what Wang Yang said about maturity, he didn't believe it at all. He was afraid that it was just an excuse for the seeds to be damaged.

Wang Yang, who was standing by, was a little slow to react to Mr. Yang's answer, but soon shook his head helplessly.

Well, it was indeed my own problem. It takes four months for the recovery grass to mature, and it has been less than two months since I got the seeds. It would be strange if I told him directly that it was mature and Mr. Yang believed me.

Without thinking any more, he took out the herbs he picked yesterday from the space ring and placed them directly in front of Mr. Yang.

Since you don't believe what I said, just look at the results. The herbs are right in front of you, so you should believe it.

"Hmm? The quality of the recovery grass is so high?"

Looking at the herbs Wang Yang placed in front of him, Old Yang was stunned for a moment, then quickly took out one and began to examine it.

After this inspection, his eyes widened. Wow, the quality of this recovery grass is probably the highest quality recovery grass he has ever seen.

Having dealt with medicinal herbs all his life, he had only seen recovery herbs of this quality a handful of times.

"Boy, where did you get this recovery grass? You have a good eye. I'm afraid it's not cheap, right? But it's worth the higher price for such rare quality."

As Old Yang checked each plant one by one, he kept talking.

Wang Yang, who was standing aside, became speechless after hearing what Mr. Yang said.

Why didn't he believe that he grew it himself? Even if he would rather believe that he bought it, he would still believe that he grew it himself. For a moment, Wang Yang covered his forehead and didn't know what to say.

"Mr. Yang, is it so difficult to believe that I grew it?"

"Don't tease me. I have never grown anything of this quality. How can you make me believe that you grew it?"

Old Yang couldn't help but roll his eyes. He had spent his entire life studying medicinal herbs but couldn't even grow one. How long had Wang Yang been exposed to medicinal herbs? How could he possibly grow recovery grass of this quality?

"Then Mr. Yang, you said that this quality of recovery grass is rare, how can I possibly buy it?"

As soon as Wang Yang said this, Old Yang fell silent. Yes, ordinary people cannot grow recovery grass of this quality.

And if someone could grow it and knew that it was rare, how could they possibly sell it? Even if they wanted to sell it, it would definitely not be sold to Wang Yang.

"Boy, did you really grow these?"

After a moment of silence, Old Yang put down the herbs, looked up at Wang Yang and his eyes became serious.

Since it is impossible for Wang Yang to buy it, the only possible one is the one that he trusts the least.