474 Martial Scripture

The menu of dishes at Jiang He's home was as extravagant as ever.

Each grain of the Dragontooth Rice could be sold for tens of thousands of dollars at the market. Moreover, it would be matched with vegetables he planted, which contained various special effects, and when served along with the meat of high-ranked Ferals, a single meal would amount up to several hundred million dollars.

Even so, Wang Hou was finding the food dull and tasteless.

All his thoughts were dwelling upon the Martial Scripture.

Wiping his mouth after finishing his portion with much difficulty, Wang Hou asked, "About the martial cultivation method, Jiang He…"

Jiang He slowly cleaned his mouth as well and took out his phone to check the time…

Over two hours had passed.

The Martial Scripture could be harvested now.

He stood up and smiled. "Boa Hancock, please brew a pot of tea for Minister Wang."