An elderly man in his seventies, carrying a medicine basket, was arguing with someone in front of the counter...
"Old man, are you going to exchange these herbs or not?" A slightly sarcastic voice rang out.
"No, no, I need at least three bottles of the muscle-regenerating elixir." The old man shook his head, refusing the man's offer of just one bottle.
"Old man, look, these herbs are useless to you. After three days of freshness, they will be completely useless. You might as well sell them to our Miracle Medicine Pavilion, and we'll give you a bottle of muscle-regenerating elixir so you can go and save your granddaughter." The man was unwilling to back down.
this……
The old man hesitated.
Is his request for three bottles of skin-regenerating essence a bit too much...?
Indeed, the herbs were useless to him, but his granddaughter urgently needed the regenerative elixir because she had been bitten by a wild animal. The reason he was asking for three bottles of the elixir was that he wanted to use one bottle to save his granddaughter and then give the other two bottles to the kind person who helped her.
Without them, her granddaughter might never have come back...
He had no special skills and made a living by collecting medicinal herbs in the mountains every day. His children had long since passed away, and he only had his granddaughter left to depend on him.
His granddaughter had been bitten and desperately needed a muscle-regenerating elixir. Knowing its preciousness, he knew he couldn't exchange it for ordinary herbs. This Nine-Herb Grass was something he'd stumbled upon; he didn't recognize it, only sensing its extraordinary nature. Perhaps he could exchange it for what he wanted… so he came to this Rare Medicine Pavilion to try his luck, hoping to get the muscle-regenerating elixir.
"Then...then exchange for two bottles..." Seeing the man at the counter's somewhat intimidating aura, the old man's voice gradually weakened, but he still wanted to try to exchange for more muscle-regenerating liquid.
The man, however, was getting impatient. He muttered, "Trying to haggle with me? Believe me, I won't even give you this one bottle." With that, he roughly grabbed the old man's medicine basket... intending to just snatch it.
Seeing this, Zero, who originally didn't intend to meddle, couldn't help but speak up.
He could not stand the bullying of the elderly, especially such direct physical assault, which was utterly outrageous.
I happened to know Nine-Herb Grass, as it is one of the materials used to make reinforcing agents.
Because of its extremely high purity, the amount that can be produced after decomposition and reprocessing can be thousands of times greater than that of ordinary strengthening herbs, and because Nine-Herb Grass has no side effects, it is very precious.
Even if the medicine made from herbs is of high quality, the residual medicinal components will more or less have some impact on the human body.
Taking small amounts is fine, but taking it too often will cause chronic toxins to accumulate in the body.
This chronic toxin has little effect on ordinary people, but for people who undergo high-intensity training for a long time, the toxin will slowly deplete their bodily functions and cause their organs to fail prematurely.
But with the Nine-Herb Grass, things are different. Medicines made from this herb can blend perfectly with it, regardless of variety or classification, without any side effects.
This is exactly what zero needs.
Seeing this, Zero stepped forward and reached out to grasp the wrist of the man at the counter.
"Who are you, and what do you want?"
The man struggled to break free, but found he couldn't. He looked at Zero and said angrily.
"I'll take this nine-flowered herb, and you..."
Before Ling could finish speaking, the man was startled. He hadn't expected that anyone other than the people from their Qiyao Pavilion would recognize Nine-Flavor Grass.
That's right, he dared to talk to the old man like that only because no one recognized the Nine-Herb Grass. He knew the old man was completely unfamiliar with it, let alone its effects. That's why he presumptuously tried to exchange a bottle of Muscle Regeneration Elixir for the old man's Nine-Herb Grass. After all, he could make a fortune by reselling it. But who knew he'd run into someone who knew its value? What bad luck!
He glanced at Zero, then tried again to pull his wrist away from Zero's grasp, but found he still couldn't. His eyes darted around.
He stared at Zero for a long time, making sure he didn't recognize him and that there was no one named Zero in their area, before he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said:
"Who do you think you are? Don't think you're so great just because you know about Nine-Herb Grass. Let me tell you, this Nine-Herb Grass was first taken by our Rare Medicine Pavilion. Get out of my way. But..."
The man paused, then said:
"If you really want it, I can sell it to you again, how about that?"
After saying that, the hand that I hadn't grabbed reached for the nine-flower grass.
Zero wouldn't let him succeed. He tightened his grip on the wrist slightly, and the man reflexively tried to pull his hand back, crying out in pain.
"What...what exactly do you want?"
He has already agreed to sell the nine-flower grass to this person, so why won't this person let go?
However, what the man didn't expect was that, firstly, the old man did not agree to exchange the nine-flower grass for it, and secondly, Zero had no intention of giving up.
"Nothing much, it's very simple... I'll give you two choices."
Zero held up two fingers at him.
"First: Return the nine-flower grass to the old man and give him three bottles of muscle-regenerating elixir." "Second: Give me three bottles of muscle-regenerating elixir, take this nine-flower grass, use it to make five hundred doses of strengthening agent, and then give it to me."
"You...you're a robber!"
The man pointed at me with his painless finger and said angrily.
Do these people think their Miracle Medicine Pavilion is their own home? Not only are they making exorbitant demands, but why should they make things for them for free? Bah, give them things...
Zero raised an eyebrow and smiled teasingly:
"I've given you the choice, so don't say I didn't give you a choice. I'm not the kind of person who would take advantage of you for nothing."
"I didn't take advantage of them at all," the man spat.
Just as the situation reached a stalemate, a burly man stepped out, saying as he walked, "Who is making a scene here?"
The man behind the counter, seeing them arrive, acted as if he'd seen a savior, and said obsequiously:
"Manager He, it's him, it's this guy. Not only did he cause trouble at our Miracle Medicine Pavilion, but he also wanted us to make medicine for him for free..."
A string of words came out of his mouth, and no one noticed how many were embellished or distorted.
Because at this moment, Zero had already come face to face with the person who came out, and the two were locked in a staring contest.
Seeing that they were facing each other, the man thought that his words had worked, and became even more smug. He pulled his wrist away and ran to Manager He...
Zero had already let go of his shackles towards men the moment he saw the person who walked out.
"It's nice to see you again, Lord Zero."
The man said.
"Yes, we meet again."
Zero laughed.
The man who had run up to Manager He stopped and looked at them with some surprise.
The old man, ever since Zero appeared, had been astonished and turned into a wooden sculpture...
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