Chapter 276 275. Potions

In a secluded branch of the Elf Tree Market, there is a small and exquisite potion shop hanging, like a vine fruit naturally grown on a giant tree.

The apothecary bottle-shaped sign, woven from flexible branches, is clearly visible under the dappled light that filters through the gaps between the leaves in the afternoon.

The scout flapped its little wings and landed on a branch next to the shop door where several bunches of dried herbs were hanging.

"Grandpa! Look! The flying mushroom is here again!" A crisp voice sounded in the store.

An elf girl who looked only eleven or twelve years old, with two long braids, had tiptoed to the windowsill and was looking at Puji curiously with her big, bright eyes.

The growth cycle of the elves in this world is long. Although it is not as long as more than a hundred years to reach adulthood, it usually takes more than thirty years to have the physique of an adult.

Therefore, the "little girl" in front of us is probably already in her twenties.

Of course, by the standards of elves, those in their twenties are still children.

"Oh? Where are you, Riel?" Behind the counter, an old elf with a white beard that almost reached his waist slowly raised his head.

When an elf begins to look old, it means that his life span is less than ten years. If he looks this old, he will probably reach the end of his life within a year or two.

The old elf looked in the direction of his granddaughter's finger and smiled slightly.

Yesterday, when this Pooji came into the house for the first time, they noticed the green cloth on its feet. Unfortunately, neither of them knew Ellawen, nor did they know that Ellawen was looking for it. They just thought it was a free-range pet.

"A special 'little guest', you can come in if you want." The old elf's voice was hoarse and slow, with a strange soothing power. "Rail, be careful not to scare it."

In fact, the old elf was worrying too much.

Before Riel could even move away from the windowsill, Puji had already squeezed her little face and walked into the shop filled with the fragrance of herbs.

Lin Jun didn't understand what they were saying, he just casually explored the places he wanted to explore.

I have to say, after a few days of exploration, Lin Jun really developed a liking for this elf city.

A good environment is secondary. For Puji, a stinking swamp is the real good environment...

The main reason I like this place is that most of the elves are very friendly to Puji.

Even if they don't show any particular affection, they often choose to ignore it rather than try to capture or harm it.

If in the Yafeng Town half a year ago, human adventurers could resist "cleaning up" a Puji that was wandering around in front of them, it would be a strange thing.

Of course, the situation is different now. Almost no one in Yafeng Town will attack Puji now.

A strange rumor has been circulating in the town recently: anyone who kills Puji will be pursued by his ghost in a dream at night.

Although the story of Puji's ghost sounded absurd and the town's priest had never detected any evil spirits, the rumor still spread like wildfire.

Occasionally, some people have related nightmares, and when they think about whether they have intentionally or unintentionally hurt Puji or destroyed the fungal mat recently, they believe the rumor even more.

In reality, only a handful of these cases were related to Lin Jun; most were simply the nightmare sufferers' self-suggestions. However, with nine false and one true cases mixed together, the rumors only grew more intense...

Back to the elves.

The green cloth on his feet allowed the scout Puji to move around almost unhindered. Even if, as now, he broke into the store without a clear "invitation", no one would bother with a Puji.

Puji swaggered onto the smooth wooden counter and sat down in front of the old elf who was concentrating on grinding herbs.

Riel quickly and carefully picked up the scattered herbs and tools on the counter to prevent them from being knocked over by this "guest".

Her little hand reached under Puji's round and soft butt and carefully pulled out a small flower that was flattened by sitting on it.

So soft!

She glanced at Puji and couldn't help but stretch out her fingers to poke the white body that looked very elastic.

A mycelial tentacle stretched out, firmly pressing against her protruding fingertips...

The old elf's movements were skillful and focused, with a calmness that came with years of experience.

Grinding, mixing, boiling...the deep purple liquid quickly rolled and blended in the small crucible.

He carefully divided the finished medicine into three small glass bottles.

Although Lin Jun could not identify the specific medicine, he recognized the four ingredients used.

There are three kinds of them in our own dungeon, and the remaining one is a small yellow flower, which can also be seen in the Shenmu dungeon.

Lin Jun was interested in potions because his family had a lot of materials but no means to turn them into truly valuable potions.

Think about it, when the demon clan officially joined, in order to further win over the demon's heart, Lin Jun directly gave Shou and Qiong limb regeneration potion.

This was bought by Aidin at a discount through the guild's internal channels, and it cost Lin Jun 500 gold coins.

Even though Lin Jun had a large amount of property sponsored by many adventurers, he could not withstand such consumption several times.

How wonderful it would be if we could be self-sufficient!

Although they don't aim to make a profit from selling them, at least they can meet internal needs and find a way to utilize the various materials that are piling up in the dungeon.

Otherwise, you will always feel suffocated, like having a mountain of gold but still going hungry.

When it comes to potions, you can learn it yourself or recruit new people.

Lin Jun decided to learn while looking for new people.

Puji shuttled between various potion shops to observe. Whenever he came across a recipe with all the ingredients available, he would try to mix it in the dungeon, regardless of its efficacy.

Failure is the norm, but fortunately the dungeon is big and can withstand the losses.

If there is an occasional success, they will find Minotaur volunteers to test the medicine and record the results.

After the old elf finished making the three potions, he leaned back in the vine chair and closed his eyes to rest.

After all, energy cannot be compared with that of young people.

The owner of the potion shop a few hundred meters away can take care of three potions at the same time and can work tirelessly all day long.

Unfortunately, the shop owner was one of the few elves who would order Puji to leave, otherwise the scout Puji would definitely stay in his shop to "study".

No wonder this store’s business is so bad. There hasn’t been a single customer in such a long time.

However, I guess this old elf himself doesn't care about how the business is going.

Although the elves' territory does not look large overall, the scope of the Elf Forest is much larger than a single large human city.

In such a large Elf Forest, the population is probably less than 100,000 elves. The resources are abundant, and no one will worry about survival.

Those guys who are in the competition are just because they have higher aspirations.

After watching the medicine being refined, the scout Puji turned around and flew away.

In the end, Rui'er, who was unable to catch Puji's body, curled her lips and decided that if Puji came again tomorrow, she would block the window and Puji would have to stick close to her to get in!

…

Scout Puji was about to rush to the next place when he suddenly heard a familiar voice in the distance: "Xiaoji——!"

(End of this chapter)