On second thought, it makes sense, since we're from different eras.
But that doesn't make sense. Didn't the pharmacists in their Dragon Kingdom inherit their skills from millions of years ago?!
"What is this potion?" the waiter asked, looking bewildered and curious.
Jiang Wuyuan guessed that the two had forgotten his existence, so he had no choice but to speak up: "In normal terms, it is what is called a pill."
This was something he had heard the sword spirit tell him before.
The art of alchemy is too complicated, and the Blue Star Continent has gone through an era without spiritual energy for millions of years, so some redundant traditions have been lost.
However, the Dragon Kingdom continued to search for the legacy left by their predecessors, which prevented the art of alchemy from disappearing completely.
However, although the tradition has been passed down, some things have changed, but nothing major has happened.
The effects are the same anyway.
It's just that the form has changed from pills to medicine.
Upon hearing this, the waiter immediately understood and opened the stopper on the medicine bottle to smell it.
The taste is very familiar: high-grade Rejuvenating Pill, high-grade Bone Restoring Pill, and high-grade Wind Control Pill.
Although the color of the medicine is very appealing, it doesn't reveal its quality, so it's difficult to say what the price is.
Moreover, being able to produce pills of this caliber is enough to qualify one for a private room at Jindu Tower.
The waiter then smiled and said, "Young Master Zhuang, please come to a private room with this distinguished guest and sit for a while. I need to consult with the manager."
Zhuang Yaoqing noticed Jiang Wuyuan only when he spoke, and recognized him at a glance.
Just kidding, it's just covering half of my face.
Hundreds of years ago, when the profession of celebrity still existed in China, those people could still be recognized by fans even if they turned into ashes.
"Jiang, my classmate?!" Zhuang Yaoqing was first surprised, then delighted. "It's so great to run into an acquaintance here!"
Hearing his loud shouts, Jiang Wuyuan closed his eyes helplessly.
He didn't really want to explain what "classmate" meant to the people around them who were staring at them with curious eyes.
It is also hoped that Zhuang Yaoqing can respect this era and learn the way of speaking in this era.
And, acquaintances? Are they even acquaintances?
"Young Master Zhuang, it's been a long time." Not embarrassing Zhuang Yaoqing was already Jiang Wuyuan's last act of mercy.
"Ahem, my name is Zhuang Yaoqing." Zhuang Yaoqing was a smart man, and he immediately realized what Jiang Wuyuan meant when he reminded him. "Young Master Jiang, are those the spiritual herbs you want to sell?"
Jiang Wuyuan nodded.
"Do you have any extras? You can sell them to me separately! Especially the Qiangling Fruit and Qiongqing Grass." Zhuang Yaoqing secretly glanced around and, seeing that no one was watching them, whispered, "I can trade with you using my academic credits."
Credits from all universities in the entire Dragon Kingdom are mutually recognized, and students can trade them, but it's quite troublesome as it requires verification at a university.
Just as Jiang Wuyuan was about to say something, Zhuang Yaoqing interrupted him: "Hey, hey, don't be in such a hurry to refuse. We can talk in detail after we leave the secret realm."
Jiang Wuyuan swallowed back the words he was about to say.
He nodded expressionlessly.
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