Supernatural Monetary System Chapter 73

In the early morning, Jin Fucheng opened his eyes with headache amid herbal scent. His face was scruffy with stubble. 

The originally handsome man descended to a man suffering vicissitudes. 

Under the aperture of bridge, Shi Hu was watching over the 100-year-old ginseng on the gridiron. The mouth-watering herbal aroma made him drool with envy. "We can eat it now, can't we?"

 "Yes, but by no means will I believe it is delicious!" Yu Sheng was speechless. 

However, Shi Hu said in earnest: "The 1000-year-old lucid ganoderma we roasted yesterday was delicious; smell it! It won't be bad!"

 "Indeed delicious." Yu Sheng nodded but then shook his head. "But it was so powerful that I could not sleep well, and I don't feel much improvement."

 "Anyway, let's eat it!" Shi Hu grabbed the 100-year-old ginseng though it was scalding hot. He divided it into two halves and threw one to Yu Sheng. 

Shi Hu wolfed down his half; Yu Sheng asked with uncertainty: "Decilious?"

 "Hum, tastes good!" Shi Hu nodded after swallowing his half. 

Gazing at the burnt stuff, Yu Sheng hesitated but finally opened his mouth, however, it was snatched. 

About 300 to 400 meters away from them, Jin Fucheng was gobbling the ginseng, liking a beggar who had been starved for several days. 

But as a burst of unimaginable bitterness instantly exploded in his mouth, Jin Fucheng felt something wrong, and hurriedly spat it out, yelling: "Phew! What the hell is it? So yukky! Ah, my mouth!" 

Jin hurried to the riverside and guzzled river water. 

 "You sure it's delicious?" Yu Sheng stared at Shi Hu and then looked at Jin Fucheng who was guzzling river water.

Even a starving guy loathed it, so Yu Sheng could judge it certainly tasted terrible, and was extremely yukky. 

Shi Hu reflected the taste and frowned: "Probably, maybe…It may taste good. I didn't savor the taste, but it can control anger. Great! A bite of it warms the whole body."

 "…"

Yu Sheng shook his head and was completely speechless. Shi Hu was still Shi Hu, who had special aesthetic standard and even deviant gestation. 

Yu Sheng walked to Jin Fucheng and asked: "Why are you so wrenched? There was nothing wrong when you left that day."

Jin Fucheng was torpidly lying on the grassland and sighed: "You never know what a woman is thinking about. I've already run away from home in order to be together with her, but she told me she loved me for my money, and without money, she would no longer stay together with me. Alas! Forget about it! Why are you here?"

 "We've always been here!" Shi Hu took out a herb and directly ate it without knowing what it was. 

He and Yu Sheng had fed on the betrothal gifts these days. The herbs were all restoratives; they didn't die from eating indiscriminately.

Jin Fucheng gazed at them. They took the sky as quilt and ground as bed, but how dare they make trouble for the Luo family? He sat up and said with confusion: "Eh? You won, didn't you?"

 "Yes, but Mingzhu's father went back on his word, so we plan to start up business." Shi Hu was upset. 

The three of them looked at one another and each one had his own embarrassment.

 "Hey, hey! What the hell are you doing? Don't stare at me this way! I'm not as tragic as you." Their compassionate expression clearly showed that they had counted Yu Sheng in, making himself also feel miserable.  

Shi Hu and Jin Fucheng were gobbling at a street stall, and the two of them were like reincarnations of hungry ghosts, which made Yu Sheng speechless and people around them surprised; passersby couldn't help casting the second glance at them, since their pile of food containers was higher than them. 

Yu Sheng drank a mouthful of water and felt full. He asked Jin Fucheng: "You mean you don't want to go back to the Jin family？"

Jin sighed and nodded repeatedly: "I'll prove that I am a useful man, a real man. By the way, do you have money? Lend me several billion RMB to help me stage a comeback."

Chapter end