Chapter 27 Genius Pharmacist

"Say it again what you just said." Lemanski felt his heart tremble.

I'll wait for you for a few days. What are you going to do? Do you want to go somewhere else with the caravan? I must win him over. Clown had no idea that the old man had so many thoughts in his mind. He replied, "I want you to wait a few more days. I'm going to make another batch of boiling blood potion. I'm a little short of money recently."

Lemanski was a little surprised, for there were not many people among the pharmacists who said they were short of money.

However, he did not continue to think about this problem. He now had only one thought in his mind, which was to win over this genius pharmacist.

He stood up, said "Wait a minute," and left in a hurry.

About five minutes later, Lemanski came over carrying a few small boxes.

"I can still gather 40 portions of black sage and blue tulips. The other ingredients for the boiling blood potion are common herbs, which I don't have in stock."

"I have sufficient supplies of auxiliary medicines."

The old man nodded: "How long will it take you to refine these potions?"

After thinking for a moment, Crown spit out a number: "Two days."

"Okay, we'll wait for you!"

These herbs will be refined by familiar alchemists in the gathering place of the Gisai people, and the success rate of their refining is about 30%.

But if I could make friends with a talented pharmacist here, all the losses would be worth it.

"40 materials, 80 gold shields. You brought 9 blood boiling potions, 45 gold shields. So, you still need to pay 35 gold shields."

When he came, Crown had brought all his belongings with him, and now he had 41 gold shields on him.

The two men exchanged money and received the goods, and everyone was happy.

After getting the materials, he stood up and said goodbye: "Time is tight, I will go back and start refining early."

Lemansky sent him to the back door of the hotel lobby and said, "Don't worry, stay in the best condition and follow your normal pace. If time is really tight, you can go a day later."

Crown gave him a gentle smile, and the two said goodbye.

. . . .

Taking the herbs, Crown first went to the market district, bought food, meat and vegetables, exchanged them for a good iron pot, and then found a carpenter to replace the wooden door.

One trip costs one and a half gold shields.

His current living conditions can be considered luxurious in this small town.

However, these are also necessary. If he doesn't keep up with his diet, he might kill himself by meditating on the Golden Light Mantra.

After finishing his work, he rolled up his sleeves, washed vegetables and cooked.

Shredded beef tripe soup, stir-fried lamb with black fungus, and chicken stewed with potatoes. This time he didn't make rice, but steamed a pot of big, white, round steamed buns.

After a delicious meal, he started to refine the potion.

When his concentration became a little distracted, he began to visualize the Golden Light Mantra.

Apart from bathing in the moonlight and meditating at the hour of You, he had been maintaining the rhythm of refining medicine and meditating.

As he continued to refine the boiling blood potion, his success rate and refining speed were greatly improved.

By the afternoon of the next day, he had finished refining all the materials.

The overall success rate of refining reached 40%, and the success rate of the last ten times was even 60%.

A golden wall appeared, and the ever-growing numbers on it made him happy both physically and mentally.

[Herbal Medicine: 1276/5000; Level 3]

Now, the increase in proficiency brought by refining the boiling blood potion has also slowed down. Perhaps before long, he will need to find a new extraordinary potion formula, or wait until he reaches a certain level.

After packing up the medicines quickly, Crown went out with the medicine box on his back. He has been a frequent visitor to the Goat Inn these days.

When he saw the man coming in with the medicine box on his back, Old Jason greeted him enthusiastically: "Business is booming now!"

"Haha, that's OK. Bring me a barrel of the best ale when you leave later."

"No problem!" Jason agreed with a smile, and he had the idea of ​​becoming a matchmaker in his heart.

This kid is doing really well now. Would you like to introduce him to my niece?

. . . .

Seeing the table full of medicines, Lemansky's breathing quickened.

The 50 potions blinded his eyes, and the old man checked the potions with trembling hands.

Look at the color and smell the flavor.

In just two days, the other party's success rate has increased so much. He won't be able to rest assured unless he checks it carefully!

Half an hour passed before I managed to check the medicine.

"I say, is there anyone who does business like you? If I had hundreds of extraordinary potions, wouldn't you have to waste a whole day checking them?"

Crown was somewhat dissatisfied, and of course he checked the settlement carefully during the first transaction.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

For the second transaction, there was a basis for cooperation, but it was a bit nitpicking to conduct such a strict inspection.

At this moment, the old man looked at the other person with burning eyes, like a pervert seeing a beautiful woman, he was reluctant to blink for even a second.

Klauen felt a little uneasy, and raised his voice a few degrees: "Hey, no problem, let's settle the bill."

Lemanski finally became more normal and said, "There's no rush to settle the accounts. I think we can strengthen our cooperation in the future."

"How can we strengthen cooperation?"

"We pay a certain percentage of the deposit, are responsible for providing the materials, and can agree on the monthly supply quantity."

"No problem," Crown agreed readily.

He currently has no access to other channels, and it would be great if he could have a stable supplier and sales channel.

"You provide the materials and pay a 20% deposit. We will settle the material fee together at the end."

"no problem!"

This time, it was Crown's turn to be surprised. This condition was actually a bit harsh, and he was prepared for the other party to bargain.

Facing his doubtful expression, Lemansky gave the answer: "A talented pharmacist deserves this trust."

. . . .

Clutching his backpack tightly, Crown walked into the hotel through the small door in the backyard. 250 gold shields, this huge sum of money, stirred up waves in his calm heart, which was like a pool of dark water.

The herbalist is making so much money! There were more and more people in the hotel. He said hello to Old Jason and went up to the second floor guest room.

He had promised to treat the witcher master and apprentice to dinner today, so he came to invite them to his home.

Standing at the end of the corridor, Crown stood up straight and reached out to knock on the door.

Boom, boom.

"Come on," came a response from inside the house, the door was opened, revealing Alan's surprised smile.

"Brother, I'm talking to the teacher about whether I should go directly to your house to find you."

"Missed me so much?" Crown teased.

"Hey hey," the boy laughed awkwardly, turned around and shouted into the house, "Teacher, big brother is here to pick us up."

Geralt walked out with a serious expression and a polite smile.

Even when he went to eat, he still carried his weapon behind his back.

(End of this chapter)