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Rule Seven: You will need to take medication and receive intravenous fluids daily. This may cause some irreversible damage to your body.
What does "irreversible" mean?
It is highly likely that the damage this potion has done to Xiaoya's body is irreversible, and it may even carry over into reality, or into the next ghost story.
"Baka! How's the gold ticket exchange deal going? If this continues, our Little Sprout is going to suffer a huge loss!"
Mudd!
Our talented and quick-witted Little Sprout Goddess lives a life that's even worse than that muscular guy with the big beard!
Ultimately, it's because the other party is rich!
The saying "money can make the devil work" is absolutely true!
"Please don't worry, sir, the negotiations have already begun!"
Upon hearing what the other side demanded, the major powers fell silent.
They had prepared themselves mentally beforehand.
Whether it's asking for money, people, or even highly skilled technical personnel and technology, they intend to make certain trade-offs.
But I never expected this.
What the other party wanted was extremely ordinary, so ordinary that they couldn't afford to give it to them.
One hundred thousand catties of rice can be exchanged for one gold coin.
That's right, let's change it~
The exchange rate may sound alarming, but it's not prohibitively expensive for the financial resources of these developed countries.
However, it should be noted that the lowest denomination the other party has is 5000 yuan per note.
That means exchanging one sheet would require 500 million catties of rice?!
Long live!
Cherry blossoms only produce 140 billion catties a year!
Having already been tormented by ghost stories so many times, how could they withstand such exchanges?
There's even less kimchi there!
There are only about half the number of cherry blossoms, how can I exchange them?
Moreover, this is only the publicly available statistical data.
As we all know, reports are always presented in a way that makes them look good.
Only they themselves know how much of it is exaggerated.
And even if the other party demands an exorbitant amount, they are powerless to stop it now.
The other party stuck to this amount, acting as if they would take it or leave it.
And it has to be cash on delivery!
Who can bear this?
Only the landlords had some surplus, but this exchange rate was still a painful blow.
of course.
As a leading and powerful nation, we cannot be petty.
If there isn't enough rice, then flour, soybeans, corn, oil, etc., can all be used as substitutes.
"Can't we negotiate the price any further?"
"One price, no negotiation."
After a long silence, the older brother showed the most magnanimity.
"Let's exchange six first. Uh, let's exchange five, okay, just five. Kimchi bro, you're nearby, why don't you pay for it first?"
Old Park hesitated for a while, but finally agreed.
He wasn't afraid of his elder brother acting like a scoundrel. After all, he had the gold notes he had earned, and if his elder brother wanted to take them away, he would have to exchange them for grain.
Kimchi himself gritted his teeth and exchanged two more!
As for the cherry blossoms, they were about to speak when the old landlord said that as the eldest brother, he would give them two this time!
That's really impressive!
Lao Pu:
So you can't see how embarrassed I am?
However, it's obvious to anyone with eyes to see.
The older brother's "generous act" towards the cherry blossoms was due to the fact that cherry blossoms have small buds.
I want to use this grain loan to really boost my popularity.
The international call has ended.
Director Wang could no longer suppress his smile.
You know, that little pink-haired girl still has two whole sacks of that stuff!
Excluding the pink-haired girl, the curly-haired girl and the black girl each had enough for two sacks.
As for the grain they received in exchange, Director Wang did not intend to keep it all.
Instead, he only earned five cards.
The remaining two credit cards, each with a limit of 5000, were just enough for their family to use once.
Ever since the beginning of ghost stories.
World food prices began to rise steadily.
Although the Dragon Kingdom has granaries that are said to be able to feed the entire nation for more than a year even if there is no harvest all year round.
But nobody can have too much of this, right?
Let's not talk about the future.
The grain obtained through the exchange alone was enough to bring down the already strained grain prices in the country.
Poffie!
At this time, high-ranking officials in some weaker countries were pondering something.
Why don't we issue an announcement or something, and let the chosen ones try to make some money after entering the supernatural tales?
We're not saying we have to snatch it like Jiang Xiao did.
We can obtain it through our legal rights!
Take, for example, the strange tales told in hospitals these days.
We can ask the hospital director if they need any caregivers or something.
Anyway, it won't hurt to ask.
After all, even a small mosquito bite is still meat; every little bit helps.
The IV drip for the other half of the bud has finally finished.
The rules are correct.
This stuff is definitely harmful to the body.
After finishing the IV drip, I felt like I had been woken up halfway through a nap; I was weak all over and somewhat disoriented.
"Sigh. If I'd known the side effects would be this severe, I should have hypnotized her."
I have three skills, and if I allocate them properly, I should be able to avoid the IV drip step.
The main reason is that Xiaoya just thought that getting an IV drip shouldn't be a big problem; at most, it would cause dizziness, tinnitus, or something like that.
In addition, since he needed to take the initiative to deal with the little boy, he thought he should save all his skills just in case.
I never imagined that an IV drip would make me so weak.
"Keep it up! This is nothing. With my mind-reading talent, as long as I find the key figure in the ghost story, I can probably clear it perfectly right away!"
After leaving the house, Xiaoya went straight to the door of ward number four.
Recalling what the nurse had said last night, Xiaoya nodded, feeling that she was at least 70-80% sure, if not 100%.
‘Dong dong dong~’
I knocked on the door, but there was no response.
Xiaoya simply turned the doorknob open.
I lost it!
She was startled by the person inside as soon as she opened the door.
Jixiang looks like a five or six-year-old boy.
He sat on the hospital bed like a puppet, his face expressionless, but his eyes were strangely fixed on Xiaoya's face.