C971 Ginseng I Have Plenty

Yu Jingzhe clenched his fist. He didn't expect that this was the reason.

"Isn't it just ginseng?" Yu Jingzhe pretended to look inside his bag, and then took out a ginseng tassel that was as thick as a finger.

Last time in the secret realm, he had gathered quite a lot of ginseng, even five hundred years old ginseng.

Wen Rourou smiled and said, "We have as many ordinary ginseng as we want