After letting Xiang Beicheng and the others offer incense to his mother this time, Lin Zifeng will no longer have anything to do with the Xiang family.

Xiang Xingshan would have been Lin Zifeng's last friend in the Xiang family, but after his parents stole the formula, Xiang Xingshan would probably find it difficult to face him again in the future.

With these things in mind, Yun Bolu had already driven the car to a private estate.

In other words, it should be called Yun Family Manor.

In Anjiang City, the lowest selling price for a manor is 50 to 60 million.

In a place like Shucheng, where the average housing price is twice that of Anjiang City, the value of such a manor is definitely in the hundreds of millions.

This shows how rich the Yun family’s capital is.

There is a saying that goes like this, people who live in Tongzilou are not necessarily poor, but people who live in private estates are definitely rich!!

The Yun family is rich, but it has nothing to do with Lin Zifeng. He only needs to get the reward that should belong to him. ??

After Yun Bolu parked the car, she took Lin Zifeng to the largest villa in the middle of the private estate.

Yes, this private estate actually has more than one villa, which is rare.

As soon as he came in, Lin Zifeng saw a calm old man sitting on the sofa drinking tea. Behind the old man was a middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic suit.

Lin Zifeng glanced over, a little surprised, because the old man himself was a peak yellow-level warrior, and the middle-aged man in tunic suit behind him was actually a peak black-level warrior.

"Grandpa, this is the Mr. Lin I was talking about on the phone. He could tell at a glance that I had been tricked and my skills were not simple."

Yun Bolu smiled and introduced: "Mr. Lin, this is my grandfather."

"Hello, Mr. Yun." Lin Zifeng greeted.

Mr. Yun nodded lightly, stood up on his own initiative, and said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, please sit down. I heard that you can untie my granddaughter's body."

Lower your head?"

"Not bad." Lin Zifeng said.

Although Mr. Yun is not angry or intimidating, he still seems approachable when he speaks.

"Okay, I, Silu, have already told me about the remuneration. Here are thirteen century-old ginseng and two century-old blood ginseng. I would like Mr. Lin to take a look."

Mr. Yun opened a mahogany box on the coffee table. Fifteen ginseng plants were lying quietly inside, two of which were century-old blood ginseng.

Lin Zifeng glanced at it, raised his eyebrows, took out a ginseng plant from the box, and said, "I want wild ginseng. This one is for inducing birth."

When Mr. Yun heard Lin Zifeng's straightforward words, he was not angry. Instead, he smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my servant is not doing things right. I'll ask him to replace him right away."

Lin Zifeng smiled noncommittally. Mr. Yun's reaction was too bland. It is estimated that Mr. Yun put this ginseng to induce birth on purpose, just to test Lin Zifeng's eyesight.

"Mr. Lin, I wonder what you need to relieve my granddaughter's head?" Mr. Yun asked again.

"You can use either a copper basin or a silver basin. Bring a basin of water and add a big fresh white radish." Lin Zifeng said.

Mr. Yun was startled, but he didn't ask any more questions and immediately asked the housekeeper to prepare.

In less than twenty minutes, Lin Zifeng had brought everything he needed.

There is a basin made of sterling silver, with water in the basin and a large fresh white radish on the side.

Lin Zifeng nodded with satisfaction and said to Yun Bolu: "Come over and sit down."

Yun Bolu obeyed, but felt a little uneasy in her heart.

After all, many people have looked at it before, and none of the famous masters, Taoist priests or doctors can do anything.

Although Lin Zifeng could tell at a glance that she had been tricked, in Yun Bolu's eyes, Lin Zifeng was still too young after all.

While Yun Bolu was thinking about this, Lin Zifeng had already started to take action. After asking Xiang Beicheng and the others to offer incense to his mother this time, Lin Zifeng would no longer have anything to do with the Xiang family.

Xiang Xingshan would have been Lin Zifeng's last friend in the Xiang family, but after his parents stole the formula, Xiang Xingshan would probably find it difficult to face him again in the future.

With these things in mind, Yun Bolu had already driven the car to a private estate.

In other words, it should be called Yun Family Manor.

In Anjiang City, the lowest selling price for a manor is 50 to 60 million.

In a place like Shucheng, where the average housing price is twice that of Anjiang City, the value of such a manor is definitely in the hundreds of millions.

This shows how rich the Yun family’s capital is.

There is a saying that goes like this, people who live in Tongzilou are not necessarily poor, but people who live in private estates are definitely rich!!

The Yun family is rich, but it has nothing to do with Lin Zifeng. He only needs to get the reward that should belong to him.

After Yun Bolu parked the car, she took Lin Zifeng to the largest villa in the middle of the private estate.

Yes, this private estate actually has more than one villa, which is rare.

As soon as he came in, Lin Zifeng saw a calm old man sitting on the sofa drinking tea. Behind the old man was a middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic suit.

Lin Zifeng glanced over, a little surprised, because the old man himself was a peak yellow-level warrior, and the middle-aged man in tunic suit behind him was actually a peak black-level warrior.

"Grandpa, this is the Mr. Lin I was talking about on the phone. He could tell at a glance that I had been tricked and my skills were not simple."

Yun Bolu smiled and introduced: "Mr. Lin, this is my grandfather."

"Hello, Mr. Yun." Lin Zifeng greeted.

Mr. Yun nodded lightly, stood up on his own initiative, and said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, please sit down. I heard that you can untie my granddaughter's body."

Lower your head?"

"Not bad." Lin Zifeng said.

Although Mr. Yun is not angry or intimidating, he still seems approachable when he speaks.

"Okay, I, Silu, have already told me about the remuneration. Here are thirteen century-old ginseng and two century-old blood ginseng. I would like Mr. Lin to take a look."

Mr. Yun opened a mahogany box on the coffee table. Fifteen ginseng plants were lying quietly inside, two of which were century-old blood ginseng.

Lin Zifeng glanced at it, raised his eyebrows, took out a ginseng plant from the box, and said, "I want wild ginseng. This one is for inducing birth."

When Mr. Yun heard Lin Zifeng's straightforward words, he was not angry. Instead, he smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my servant is not doing things right. I'll ask him to replace him right away."

Lin Zifeng smiled noncommittally. Mr. Yun's reaction was too bland. It is estimated that Mr. Yun put this ginseng to induce birth on purpose, just to test Lin Zifeng's eyesight.

"Mr. Lin, I wonder what you need to relieve my granddaughter's head?" Mr. Yun asked again.

"You can use either a copper basin or a silver basin. Bring a basin of water and add a big fresh white radish." Lin Zifeng said.

Mr. Yun was startled, but he didn't ask any more questions and immediately asked the housekeeper to prepare.

In less than twenty minutes, Lin Zifeng had brought everything he needed.

There is a basin made of sterling silver, with water in the basin and a large fresh white radish on the side.

Lin Zifeng nodded with satisfaction and said to Yun Bolu: "Come over and sit down."

Yun Bolu obeyed, but felt a little uneasy in her heart.

After all, many people have looked at it before, and none of the famous masters, Taoist priests or doctors can do anything.

Although Lin Zifeng could tell at a glance that she had been tricked, in Yun Bolu's eyes, Lin Zifeng was still too young after all.
Chapter completed!