A lucky cat fell from the sky.

Chapter 78 Cotton Candy, Popping Candy

After discussing it, Lu Dongyang and Lu Dongxuan returned to the stall. This time, he pointed directly at the purple fungus and said, "I'll offer you 350 small yellow croakers for this. Will you sell it?"

The old woman shook her head: "I'm not selling it. This item has already been reserved. You can't buy it even if you want to."

“I know, but it’s not like it’s been sold. Isn’t it always the highest bidder who gets what?” Lu Dongyang said. “Three hundred and fifty small yellow croakers, you got fifty small yellow croakers out of thin air.”

"That won't work either. What if someone reports me? I still need to sell medicine at this medicine market next time. I can't just do one-off business."

"Grandma, that's not right of you. Does he know your name?"

"I do not know."

"Does he know which stall number you have?"

"Our stalls here don't have numbers."

"That's right. You got 350 small yellow croakers this time, which is more than all the money you made from selling all the medicinal herbs at the medicine market this time, right?"

"It's still a bit short. How about this: you can take the four hundred small yellow croakers. Fifty small yellow croakers aren't worth the risk."

Lu Dongyang gritted his teeth: "Deal."

After paying four hundred small yellow croakers and holding the purple fungus that was as big as a washbasin, Lu Dongyang's tail was practically sticking up in the air.

He managed to accomplish what Wu Cheng couldn't, and he's determined to use this treasure to annoy Wu Cheng.

Meanwhile, the old woman selling medicine packed up her stall and left the area.

She wasn't in a hurry to leave. There was a rest area and a place to eat next to the medicine market. Otherwise, if so many people stayed in the medicine market for seven days and seven nights, wouldn't they die of exhaustion and hunger?

She planned to stay there and enjoy life until the medicine fair ended and then leave.

In the past, she could only earn a hundred or so small yellow croakers from her seven-day stall at the herbal medicine market. But this time, she earned more than four hundred on the first day alone. It was definitely worth the trip.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Wu Cheng and Guo Sidi were already studying the ginseng in a corner.

To be precise, it was Guo Sidi who was conducting the research, while Wu Cheng, who knew nothing about medicine, simply watched from the sidelines.

Guo Sidi studied it over and over, but still couldn't figure it out. He turned to Jerry, the medicine-hunting rat on his shoulder, and asked, "Are you sure this is the precious medicine?"

Jerry, feeling questioned, squeaked twice in dissatisfaction.

It's signaling that it wants to get down.

Guo Sidi put it down, and it jumped onto the ginseng and started gnawing on it. After a while, it gnawed a big hole in the ginseng.

Inside this huge pit, there was a white worm.

Upon seeing the worm, Guo Sidi's eyes lit up: "A ginseng beetle? My God, it's a ginseng beetle?"

Seeing his startled reaction, Wu Cheng knew that the ginseng beetle must be a very valuable treasure. At this moment, Jin Wanliang belatedly exclaimed, "Damn, it's a ginseng beetle! You've made a fortune, kid."

"Little Cai?" Wu Cheng said, "What do you mean by that, Master Miao? Does that mean this ginseng is worthless?"

"It's worth several hundred thousand, I suppose," Jin Wanliang said casually.

"Hundreds of thousands? No way, I spent hundreds of thousands on this ginseng."

"Are you stupid, meow? You spent tens of thousands of gold coins, okay? I meant hundreds of thousands of gold coins. Do you understand gold coins? Are you stupid or deaf, meow?"

Despite being scolded by Jin Wanliang, Wu Cheng didn't care at all.

His mind was buzzing, and he could hardly contain his elation. Jin Wanliang was talking about hundreds of thousands of ingots, which meant billions! He had spent hundreds of thousands and earned billions – that was truly a case of making a fortune with a small investment!

Wu Cheng asked Jin Wanliang, "Master Miao, what is the use of this ginseng beetle, and why is it so valuable?"

"You all know that wild ginseng is valuable. A truly good wild ginseng that is over a thousand years old is priceless, and even one that is a few hundred years old is worth tens of millions. Generally speaking, when humans eat ginseng, most of the medicinal effects contained in the ginseng are wasted."

"That's why there's a saying that a thousand-year-old ginseng root can save a life, because the energy contained in the root is enough to keep a dying person alive, let alone the whole ginseng root."

"This ginseng beetle is different. It feeds on ginseng and can absorb 100% of the ginseng's energy and store it in its body. Therefore, this kind of ginseng beetle was used by martial arts practitioners in the past to build their foundation."

"Foundation Establishment? Not the Foundation Establishment from cultivation novels?"

"Of course not. When martial artists talk about 'foundation building,' they are actually referring to laying a foundation. However, this concept of foundation building is only found in ancient martial arts. Modern martial artists don't have such elaborate rules."

"The foundation building in ancient martial arts, theoretically speaking, should be to change the practitioner's strength from the very beginning, and at the same time unify the three forces. It means to cultivate the sense of qi from the beginning and to cultivate true qi. Before cultivating true qi, everything is about building a foundation."

"Could you say something I can understand?" Wu Cheng seemed to be having some difficulty understanding Jin Wanliang's words.

“You idiot, meow,” Jin Wanliang scolded, “I’ve explained it so simply and you still don’t understand. Let me put it this way, it’s like eating ginseng and being reborn.”

"I reckon this old man will feed you this ginseng beetle in a bit, so you can successfully change your strength and start practicing ancient martial arts."

"Should I eat it or not?" Wu Cheng still had some psychological reservations about the white worms.

“Why not eat it if it’s free, meow,” Jin Wanliang said. “Don’t be fooled by your ability to defeat ordinary martial arts apprentices now. When you encounter a powerful new martial arts apprentice, you won’t stand a chance.”

“How could that be?” Wu Cheng retorted, “I have many trump cards up my sleeve.”

"Have you ever heard of 'one force can overcome ten techniques'?" Jin Wanliang said. "Of course, I'm talking about when you're not using your trump cards and fighting against a powerful martial artist. If you haven't converted your strength, you have no chance of winning against a martial artist who truly masters power."

"Are there many martial arts apprentices like this?"

"How would I know? I just think that Lu Dongxuan might be a martial arts apprentice like that."

"Who is she?" Wu Cheng was even more unconvinced. "I don't believe it. If she were that powerful, how could she have allowed me to take over all three of Long Qiu's university clubs?"

"I don't know the specifics either, but you'd better be careful. You'd better eat this ginseng beetle obediently. Only by exchanging your strength will you become stronger."

"But it's still a fat worm, after all."

"So what, meow? You can eat it like a marshmallow," Jin Wanliang said disdainfully. "If you can't even handle this much to become stronger, how can you become a true powerhouse, meow?"

Wu Cheng hadn't felt anything at first, but when Jin Wanliang mentioned cotton candy, Wu Cheng imagined it and felt his psychological trauma suddenly expand countless times.

The cotton candy analogy is so apt for this ginseng borer.

"But it's alive."

"Then just think of it as popping candy," Jin Wanliang said, looking annoyed at his son's lack of ambition. "If you don't eat it, I, the great cat, will ban you from leveling up for another month."