Like ginseng roots, the value of the Bright Sky Herb was directly proportional to the percentage it was intact.

And as the root hairs were basically where the medicinal essence was concentrated, one less meant a major loss in medicinal effect, and with it, its grade.

Nonetheless, Mr. Quaker was smiling smugly. "I won't lie they were affecting its aesthetic, so I trimmed it off!"

Frank was unsure if he should laugh or cry.

So he recognized the Bright Sky Herb but remained an amateur.

Trimming off those root hairs? Talk about being dumb!

Frank pointed at Zangi. "Why don't you ask him what happens if you trim the root hairs?"

Zangi scowled. "Mr. Quaker, it's the root hairs that decide the herb's value. You're just throwing away money."

Mr. Quaker frowned, clearly not expecting that.

other, you could ask another specialist. Still, I will make it worth

to Frank's side, whispering into his ear, "Sir, you have to think this through. At that grade, that herb isn't even worth

Bright Sky Herb was

was more important to cultivators, but for

five million

but he had no choice he had to take

hour was not possible,

someone bring in the money

of faith, you can go ahead to buy a counterfeit bill detector for insurance.

and Mr. Quaker was not

suggested, he promptly turned to leave

five hundred grand, which he slid to Zangi "It's all thanks to your help. How does

was beside himself

determined to get at least two hundred grand from this deal only for Frank to offer five hundred grand! The

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