Zhan Yunzhao handed the mountain ginseng they had picked to Zeng Yixin.
"Take it back with you, when people get older, it's best to keep good things for yourself."
The Zeng siblings didn't hold back either. This thing cost a thousand, so Zeng Yixin handed a thousand to Su Yuanyuan.
"Hold onto this for now. These ginseng are partly yours too, we'll settle it later."
"Yeah, let's talk about it later. Also, bring these health preservation pills, and when you go to the Daoist temple, give some to my junior brother."
Zhan Yunzhao chatted a lot with Zeng Yixin. In truth, he wanted to go back, but he stayed to earn money.
Su Yuanyuan thought Zhan Yunzhao could really make a living by fortune-telling. Some masters are just doing feng shui for the wealthy, looking at fortune. Helping them solve issues, it's really profitable.
After organizing their three pieces of luggage, the two girls lay directly on top to rest.
