After everyone left, the middle-aged man came over to the door and confirmed that there was no one else.

"Old Mr. Sun, everyone has cleared away."

"Well, it's very good." The old man surnamed Sun nodded lightly, as if he was extremely satisfied with the middle-aged man's efficiency.

The maid changed into two fresh cups of fragrant tea, placed it in front of Ye Jian and the old man surnamed Sun, and then stepped aside very obediently.

"Haha, my friend, have tea." The old man surnamed Sun picked up the tea and yelled at Ye Jian.

"It's not a big deal to drink tea. Let's exchange all my ingredients first." Ye Jian sat on the side of the old man named Sun and said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Okay." The old man surnamed Sun did not blame Ye Jian for his impatientness. He immediately instructed the middle-aged man next to him to light the medicinal materials in the package to calculate all the values.

The middle-aged man took the jade abacus and came to Ye Jian's package.

"Five first-level Yin Fengcao 60,000 taels, three first-level divine Fengcao 50,000 taels, two first-level blood jade zhi 70,000 taels...one second-level Poria cocos 180,000 taels, one second-level Vajra bodhis 200,000 taels...one third-level golden bead grass 500,000 taels."

The abacus in the middle-aged man's hands kept ringing, and after a cup of tea, the value of all the spiritual herbs of Ye Jian was calculated.

The middle-aged man took the tea handed to him by his maid and gudong a few sips of his lower abdomen, and his thirsty throat became wet.

"Reply to Mr. Sun, the value of these things is calculated, which is 3.45 million taels."

"Yes." The old man surnamed Sun nodded lightly, then turned to Ye Jian and asked, "My friend, don't you know if you are satisfied with the price?"

"It's okay." Ye Jian responded lightly. When the middle-aged man was quoting, Ye Jian secretly compared himself in his heart. Although some spiritual herbs are of some deviation in value, they are not harmful.

"Since that's the case, I'll ask someone to prepare gold tickets for you." The old man surnamed Sun smiled faintly, then gestured to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man immediately understood and ordered a few people to take down all Ye Jian's spiritual herbs, and he went to prepare gold tickets in person.

"I still don't know where my friend came from and which sect I worshipped?" The middle-aged man went to prepare the gold tickets. The old man surnamed Sun sat next to Ye Jian, asking intentionally or unintentionally.

"The Ye family in Heishui City is now an outer disciple of Nanluo Sect." Ye Jian replied softly. Naturally, he would not really reveal his old background. Otherwise, the old man in front of him would have to kill and silence him. He could not stop him. Ye Jian could not guarantee that the old man did not have such thoughts.

"Oh, it turns out to be a disciple of Nanluo Sect. No wonder he is very skilled at a young age and dares to enter the Magical Beast Mountains alone." After hearing the Nanluo Sect behind Ye Jian, the old man surnamed Sun froze slightly, and in an instant he was covered with a bright smile again.

"Hmph." Ye Jian snorted coldly inside. It seemed that the old man in front of him had evil thoughts about him just now.

Soon, the middle-aged man left and returned, holding a sandalwood box in his hand, and handed it to the old man surnamed Sun.

The old man surnamed Sun opened the wooden box in front of Ye Jian, and suddenly a golden light shone, and there were stacks of golden tickets with a denomination inside.

"There are 3,450 gold tickets in total, please click." As he said that, he handed the wooden box to Ye Jian directly.

"No need, I'm very relieved about the reputation of the royal business." Ye Jian took the wooden box, attached his soul power, and directly sucked it into the space ring.
Chapter completed!