At this moment, there were many customers in the Imperial Medicine Store.
Upon hearing Shen Yulong's words, they looked over in shock.
"A 300-year-old lingzhi? Oh my god, how is this possible?"
"Let alone 300 years old, even a 10-year-old lingzhi is frighteningly expensive."
"Yeah, 300-year-old lingzhi, how much is that? This kid is going to be rich."
"This level of precious medicinal herbs cannot be measured with money."
Shen Yulong heard the whispers of the crowd and came back to his senses. He hurriedly looked up at Ye Feng.
"Little brother, are you selling your lingzhi? I have an old friend in Yang Cheng who is currently harvesting lingzhi. The older it is, the better. This 300-year-old lingzhi of yours can definitely be sold for a good price."
Ye Feng immediately shook his head and rejected: "I'm not selling it."