"Sir, we do have a senior colleague in our shop, but he doesn't usually show up unless someone pays him to," the waitress in black stockings said somewhat awkwardly.

"It's fine, just tell him he can drive anything within 1 million."

After hearing Gu Yan's words, the waitress in black stockings was surprised.

"Please wait a moment, sir, I'll go ask." She then jogged over. If this deal went through, she would get a large commission.

Gu Yan then looked at the medicinal herbs, such as "wild ginseng," "adenophora," "Prince ginseng," "ginseng," and "salvia miltiorrhiza"...

There were quite a few dried ones, but we still selected more than eighty of the fresher ones and kept the dried ones.

He felt that some of the dried-up medicinal power had been lost, and that refining it in this way might not produce the desired effect.

A moment later, the waitress in black stockings walked over with an elderly man.

Seeing that he had already picked out such a large pile, she was quite startled. The cheapest one of those plants cost several thousand yuan. However, after thinking about what he had just said, she calmed down.

"Sir, this is Master Zhou from our shop. He's very knowledgeable and there are very few medicinal herbs he doesn't recognize," the waitress in black stockings said politely.

"Young friend, if you purchase these medicinal herbs, I will answer any questions you may have for free." The old man named Master Zhou was in a good mood as he watched Gu Yan select a considerable number of herbs.

"Well, little girl, pack these up first," Gu Yan said, waving his hand.

The waitress in black stockings walked over excitedly.

Then Gu Yan asked the old man surnamed Zhou a question.

"Senior, I only know the shape, not the medicinal properties. Um, I don't know anything else. Is it still possible to recognize it?"

"Well, as long as it's not too rare, I can usually tell you what it looks like just by looking at it," the old man surnamed Zhou said confidently, stroking his beard.

Then Gu Yan asked about many characteristic shapes. Although there were many that the other party did not know, he still managed to find more than forty kinds, and he asked for fifty copies of each kind.

“Young friend, the world is vast, and there are some rare things that I haven’t heard of. It’s normal that you haven’t heard of them. If you ever learn about Medicine King Valley in the future, you can go there to look for them,” the old man surnamed Zhou said.

"Medicine King Valley?"

"Where is this place?" Gu Yan asked curiously.

"I don't know either. I've heard that a large portion of rare medicinal herbs come from Medicine King Valley," the old man surnamed Zhou told him honestly.

"Alright, I wonder if the shop has any aged medicinal herbs? I need to buy many kinds," Gu Yan said again.

This made the old man's hand tremble, and he said to the young waitress in black stockings, "Take this gentleman to the second floor, I'll have someone else help with this."

He could tell that the man really liked it; otherwise, he wouldn't have been gesturing and stealing glances at it every now and then...

"Sir, this way please," the waitress in black stockings said to Gu Yan.

Upon reaching the second floor, he was indeed greeted by a variety of aged medicinal herbs, which caught his eye.

"Sir, the first floor displays some medicinal herbs that aren't too rare. The second floor has fewer items, but they're all from ten-year supply or more," the waitress in black stockings explained.

Gu Yan nodded; this was exactly what he needed.

I looked at those specially made containers, which seemed to be tools for keeping the medicine fresh and slowing down the loss of its medicinal properties. They even had the year written on them.

He scanned them with his divine sense and found that they were all rare medicinal herbs, most of which were in very good condition, so he bought them all.

There are more than 100 varieties in total, including a 70-year-old ginseng and two 50-year-old ginsengs.

After finishing his ancient speech, he went downstairs and waited for the little black-stockinged girl who was trembling with excitement.

"Sir, the total is five and a half million." Her face was slightly flushed with excitement.

"Okay, I'll swipe my card." Gu Yan took out his bank card.

"Have someone send these things back for me," Gu Yan told her the address.

“Yes, sir, we will arrange for someone to come immediately,” she said respectfully.

Gu Yan then took a taxi to the clothing market.

Once inside, I went straight to the women's clothing section. Looking at the various outfits—like nurse outfits, policewoman outfits, bodycon skirts, office lady outfits—all paired with easy-tear stockings of different colors, I was struck by a chord.

He was dazzled by the sight, as if he could already see himself wearing Wanqing's clothes, and then very generously told the waiter that he wanted fifty sets of each kind.

Then the waiter glanced at his lower body with a hint of disdain, as if to say, "With your small frame, huh?"

Having spent over 400,000 dragon coins, and seeing the mountain of clothes, Gu Yan decided to have them hire a car to help him send them back to the warehouse.

If he were to store all of these into his storage ring right here, it would be too conspicuous, which is why he did it at Jishetang before.

The waiter didn't refuse; after all, with such a large quantity, they had already made a fortune.

Gu Yan hailed a taxi and headed straight for the warehouse.

Before long, the person delivering the medicinal herbs arrived, carefully carrying the precious herbs.

After watching them leave, Gu Yan directly put everything into his storage ring, leaving only the roots and stems.

So he took out the alchemy furnace and burned it with real fire for more than ten minutes, but there was no reaction. Then, looking at the palm-sized fire, Gu Yan seemed to suddenly understand something and covered his face.

He put the stove into his ring and went to buy a few iron pots.

That furnace must weigh at least several tons. Using such a small flame to heat it is like stirring a large vat with a toothpick.

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