The world's best martial arts: I became a god by killing monsters, I broke through the restricted area of human beings Chapter 37 Black-patterned Bamboo Worth 50 Million
Chapter 37 Black-patterned Bamboo Worth 50 Million
Jiang Han never weighed the black-patterned bamboos he harvested.
After all, there was no chance to weigh him.
But a single black-grained bamboo weighs about 20 grams.
The quality of the black-grained bamboo is not too high, and it is very light in the hand.
There are more than eighty black-patterned bamboos thrown on the ground at this moment.
That’s more than 1,600 grams.
If according to what Uncle Long said, one gram of black-patterned bamboo can be sold for a sky-high price of 32,000, then the total value of the black-patterned bamboos Jiang Han just harvested has exceeded 50 million alliance coins!
Even Jiang Han felt a surge of energy and blood.
No wonder Uncle Long and the others had such expressions just now.
No one would be any better than Uncle Long and the others. In fact, the moment they saw the black patterned bamboo, they had already started to snatch it!
When it comes to elixirs worth fifty million, a martial artist may not be able to earn so much money in his lifetime, so how could he not be tempted?
But looking at Uncle Long and the others, although they were surprised and envious, Jiang Han couldn't see any other emotions in their eyes, let alone feelings like greed.
"You take the black patterned bamboo first, this thing is so tempting."
Uncle Long took a deep breath, and then warned: "Remember one thing from now on, it is related to high-value gains, you must learn to hide them."
"This is in front of us. If it were any other team, I'm afraid they would have started fighting by now."
Uncle Long saw that Jiang Han really didn't understand anything about what was going on in the wasteland, and he trusted them too much, so he had to give Jiang Han a few words.
"oh."
Jiang Han seemed to have noticed something was wrong. He put his right hand on the black bamboo and put it all into the system space.
After the black patterned bamboo disappeared, Uncle Long and the others heaved a sigh of relief.
This feeling of suppressing one's inner desires is really uncomfortable.
Just out of sight, out of mind.
"What I just said is the auction price. Generally, in this case, there will be malicious bidding and price support, so the price will be artificially high to a certain extent."
"But even so, the normal price of black-patterned bamboo fluctuates around 30,000."
"The main reason is that the demand for this thing is too great and cannot be cultivated artificially. The growth cycle is 20 years, which means that the amount of black-patterned bamboo is not large, so the market price has always been high."
"Xiaohan, the total value of these black-patterned bamboos in your hand should be around 50 million if traded slowly."
When he said this, Uncle Long's tone was somewhat helpless.
Originally Jiang Han was the poorest among them.
But now, Uncle Long suddenly discovered that Jiang Han seemed to be the richest among them.
The strange beasts Jiang Han hunted along the way were worth about three to four hundred thousand, and the body of the silver-winged wolf king was worth more than three million alliance coins.
In addition, Jiang Han contributed a lot to this mission and was able to take away nearly 40% of the mission reward, which is another 1.5 million alliance coins.
From these alone, Jiang Han's income from entering the wasteland for the first time reached five million alliance coins!
If we add these black patterned bamboos...
Fifty-five million!
Uncle Long has been working hard in the wilderness for twenty years, and his savings are only over 30 million.
And Jiang Han's income from just one trip reached 55 million!
Not to mention Uncle Tiger and the others.
Although no words were spoken, the atmosphere between the few people had a hint of lemon.
Jiang Han noticed something was wrong with the expressions of several people.
He took the initiative and said: "Actually, you also have a share of these black-patterned bamboos."
"If you hadn't helped me lure away the Steel-maned Wild Boar King, I wouldn't have had time to collect the Black Patterned Bamboo."
"Let's do this, with these black-patterned bamboos we..."
Jiang Han was halfway through speaking when Uncle Long raised his hand and interrupted.
"These black-patterned bamboos are your own harvest."
"We lured the Steelmane Wild Boar King away just for the Duan Yin Grass, and it has nothing to do with the Black Pattern Bamboo."
"Although your uncles are not as profitable as you, they have saved a lot over the years."
"You can keep these black-patterned bamboos for yourself."
This is the second time Jiang Han has been rejected.
The last time Jiang Han was rejected was when he got the body of the Silver Winged Wolf King.
But there were too many differences between that time and this time.
Jiang Han really didn't expect that Uncle Long and the others could refuse even 50 million alliance coins.
If you divide this black-patterned bamboo worth 50 million, each person can get about 10 million.
Not only did Uncle Long refuse, but Uncle Dao heard the meaning of Jiang Han's words and couldn't help but laugh: "Who are you looking down on?"
"Isn't it just 50 million? As if no one has it."
Uncle Dao said it very easily, but he seemed to be qualified to say it.
Previously on the stage of life and death, Uncle Dao took Li Yang's 20 million, plus his own 20 million, these two items alone were 40 million.
"Okay, don't talk about whether these are available or not."
Uncle Long stretched out his hand to collect the Duanyin grass on the ground.
"Now that the mission items have been obtained, it's time to leave."
"I will hand in the task after I get back. The task reward will arrive in my account in about three days. At that time, we will negotiate a share based on everyone's contribution."
In order to prevent everyone from focusing on the batch of black-patterned bamboos, Uncle Long took the initiative to change the topic.
Originally, when several people came out this time, they entered the wasteland in a hurry to complete the mission.
Although everything went smoothly, I was still a little tired. Now that I had obtained the mission items, there was no reason to continue to stay in the wasteland. It would be better to go back as soon as possible.
Following the route they took before, the group of five people jogged all the way.
At this speed, as long as we don't encounter any accidents, we will probably be able to reach the steel defense line around noon tomorrow and then take the train back to the city.
But unfortunately, the most indispensable thing in the wilderness is accidents.
Don't know why.
Obviously, we didn't encounter any powerful strange beasts when we came here, but when we went back, strange beasts would rush out from time to time, blocking Jiang Han's progress.
Moreover, the quality of the alien beasts ranges from high-level beast soldiers to mid-level beast generals.
If you meet him normally, you will meet him. Jiang Han is training with Uncle Long, so he is not afraid of intermediate beast generals.
But unfortunately, these strange beasts came too close, one after another.
Often, within a few minutes of Jiang Han and the others having solved one end, they encountered the next one.
It is precisely because of this that Jiang Han and the others were severely slowed down.
There is another point that Jiang Han and others cannot understand.
Every strange beast they encountered would howl, as if calling their companions.
The abnormality in Zhongzhong made each of Jiang Han and others aware that something was wrong.
"Don't be obsessed with fighting, leave quickly!"
Seeing two intermediate-level beasts appearing in front of him and starting to howl in the sky, Uncle Long finally couldn't help but give the order.
This oppressive feeling of impending storm makes everyone feel a little uneasy.