Chapter 49 The air here is too stupid
"This, this is too expensive!" Lin Shuhao reacted and said quickly.
Let's not talk about the crystal card worth 5 million Fengmeng coins and the wild ginseng that can save lives. If the sword of the strong man in the outer realm of the third disaster period is put on the market, it will definitely be more than 5 million, and there is no market for it.
The value of these three things combined has far exceeded the reward agreed by Lin Shuhao and Lord Xingyuan.
"This is all Lord Xingyuan's intention. Please accept it, Master Lin." Huang Lao smiled and made a gesture.
The three young men quickly put the three gift boxes on the table and retreated behind Huang Lao.
Huang Lao bowed to Li Shuran, then to Lin Shuhao, and turned around and left with his men.
Li Shuran stood there, her face red and white, and finally sighed, turned back and sat on the chair.
Lin Shuhao looked at the three gift boxes in a daze, and gradually realized something. After his face changed, he also sighed for a long time, showing a mixed feeling of joy and sorrow.
Only Liu Jingyu felt puzzled: "What's wrong with you, Shuran, aren't you going to find your elder brother? Senior brother, Lord Xingyuan gave us such a valuable gift, which shows that he values us. Why are you not happy?"
Lin Shuhao smiled bitterly and hesitated.
Li Shuran looked apologetic and helpless.
Yang Fan, who was watching the show, couldn't help laughing and said, "Little sister, can't you see this? We just stepped into Tingyunxuan and didn't even have time to meet Lord Xingyuan, but a generous gift was sent, and it happened to block your best friend here. Don't you think this is weird?"
"Is it weird?" Liu Jingyu said with wide eyes.
"Think about it carefully, isn't it?"
"Really?"
Yang Fan's mouth twitched, shook his head, stood up, and walked out.
Liu Jingyu was immediately anxious: "Hey, make it clear, where are you going?"
Yang Fan raised his hand and waved without turning his head, his voice lazy.
"The air here is too stupid. I'm afraid of being infected. Let's go out and get some fresh air... Xinyi, don't follow me."
"Yes."
Jian Xinyi, who had just taken a step, stopped immediately.
The moment Yang Fan and his party entered the Li family's ancestral home, their appearance and identity information had been sent to the guards through wireless devices, so when they saw Yang Fan wandering around alone, no one came up to ask.
"It would be perfect if I had a cigarette at this time." Admiring the beautiful scenery along the way, Yang Fan felt a little regretful.
Through history books, Yang Fan already knew that after experiencing three disasters and with the prevalence of martial arts, people paid more and more attention to their health. Cigarettes have been completely banned as a historical legacy. Not only is smoking not allowed, but even tobacco planting is not allowed.
So, in this era, smoking has become a very luxurious and sneaky thing.
However, just like drugs are banned but people still smoke them, cigarettes have not completely disappeared, but they are not as convenient as in the previous life.
On the other hand, on the Elven continent, cigarettes are very popular. You can see weird-looking Elven people everywhere holding a cigarette in their mouths and puffing out smoke. It has to be said that it is a kind of irony.
Suddenly, Yang Fan smelled a familiar smell of cigarettes. His nose twitched and his eyes lit up.
Following the smell, Yang Fan walked into a garden soon. There were all kinds of flowers and plants, many of which were exotic flowers and plants that Yang Fan had never seen in his previous life.
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At the end of the sight, an old flower farmer wearing a straw hat and rolled up his trouser legs sat on the steps of the octagonal pavilion. He held a long pipe in his hand, and his mouth made a clicking sound. The fire in the pipe flickered a few times, and he exhaled the choking green smoke comfortably.
The smell of smoke was pungent. Compared with real cigarettes, it was like grassland liquor, strong, unrestrained, and long-lasting. It was a high-quality dry tobacco.
Yang Fan walked over and stared at the pipe in the old flower farmer's hand.
