Changling City Daoist Association.
Quiet Room.
An old Daoist priest and a young Taoist were sitting in front of a tea table, and they were none other than Elder Jingde and Xuanqing, who had flown over.
"Young friend, you mentioned in the phone call just now that there is a way to make money. What do you mean?" Elder Jingde asked while pouring tea.
"I have a treasure that is said to cure diseases and prolong life. I want to create a production line to specifically package and sell air."
Xuanqing said in a deep voice.
The treasure he was referring to was naturally the Ginseng Fruit. As for the description of this treasure, the actual effect might be somewhat exaggerated, but it can still prolong life by a hundred years.
If the fragrance of the Ginseng Fruit were packaged in sealed capsules, could they be sold?
At this moment.
Upon hearing these words,
Elder Jingde couldn't help but shake his hand, spilling tea water on the table.
His expression was bewildered.