Coming to the last room, as soon as he entered, Dolai saw several rows of tall medicine cabinets with the names of various medicinal materials written on them, classified by category.
There is a big table as soon as you enter the door, with stools on both sides of the table.
The shopkeeper extended his hand enthusiastically to Dolai, smiled, and said, "Please sit down and let me see what you have."
Dolai couldn't tell the depth of his boss's behavior, so he disguised himself as a dull child, took off the bag, put it on the table, and then opened it by himself.
Some of these herbs were dug by him at the beginning, without the correct technique, so they looked very poor in quality. However, some of them were dug later, which required great skill, and some of them were of very high quality because ordinary hunters or herbal farmers could not even get their hands on them.
When Dolai opened the bundle, the boss was sitting opposite him, examining them one by one. He tried his best to keep a calm expression, but when he saw that some herbs were damaged, the corners of his mouth twitched.
The medicines made by this young man are really good, but his technique is too poor. Some of the herbs are second-level, and some are even third-level. This made his eyes light up.
Several level one herbs only cost one copper coin. After all, they are only for ordinary people and cannot be too expensive. Level two and above herbs are more expensive, with dozens of copper coins per pound. Level three herbs are directly sold with silver coins, and the older they are, the more expensive they are. He saw that there was a red herb here, which was the Blood Grass, which could enhance qi and blood, and was useful for level one warriors.
But the herb was bad and its medicinal properties were greatly reduced, and the boss was heartbroken.
He looked at Duolai with a bad face and asked, "Did you pick this, or did your family pick it?"
Duolai had been watching the boss's gaze the whole time. With his keen sense, he could naturally see what the boss saw. He laughed and said, "Boss, you want to say that my collection method is too bad and I destroyed the herbs, right?" He picked up the Blood True Grass from it and said, "This is the first time I have seen this herb. My method was a bit rough, but I won't do that next time I see it."
The boss was surprised that this guy actually knew this herb.
"Do you know medicinal herbs?"
Duolai had already thought of the wording, and said, "My family has been herbal farmers for generations, so I know some herbs. If my father hadn't died too early and hadn't taught me many things, I could have done better."
The boss nodded and said, "I understand."
He counted all the herbs and said, "I'll give you three gold coins for these herbs, is that ok?"
Duolai nodded. Many of these herbs were collected from places that people dared not go to. They were rarely seen on the market. Three gold coins were already a lot.
"It's pretty much what I guessed. If I can find other herbs in the future, I'll come to you again."
3 gold coins are actually not expensive for ordinary herbal farmers. They go up the mountain to collect herbs, and some even risk their lives. They also have to buy equipment, which is usually worn out and very expensive. Although they can sell the gold coins, they still have to buy other things when they go back, so their income is still in the form of silver coins.
The greater the investment, the greater the income, and these herbs are worth the price.
With Bal by his side, Dolai's concept of money has become more about whether it is enough, rather than how much. No matter how much money he has, it is not enough for refining medicine or doing experiments. Three gold coins seem to be a lot, more than he earned in his entire life a few months ago, but if he buys a set of experimental equipment or rents a better house, it will be spent quickly.
The money is still not enough!
He suddenly thought of something and said, "I want to learn how to make common ointments. I want to buy a batch of beakers, droppers, filters, alcohol lamps, etc. Do you have any?"
The boss sneered, "You look down on us. We already have everything you want. They are all worthless. I'll give you one gold coin for a complete set of equipment for refining ordinary medicines."
The quality of the medicinal materials provided by Dolai was very good. He wanted to have a long-term cooperation, so he quoted a low price, but he still made a profit.
3 gold coins, minus one gold coin, only two gold coins are left, but fortunately, there is still a surplus.
Dolai breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, then I'll go pick some other herbs and we'll settle the bill later."
The boss nodded and said, "Okay, let me ask you one more question. Do you want to be a doctor?"
Duolai shook his head, lifted his sleeves to reveal the hideous scars underneath, and said, "Going up the mountain to collect herbs, it's inevitable to have scars. I use them all myself. My father once saved a doctor, and I got several prescriptions from him, all of which I use myself."
When the boss saw Dolai's arm, he was shocked. He knew that those were just scratches, even the skin was scraped off. This horrible injury was just lightly dealt with by this young man. His character was incredible.
There aren't many young men with such good intentions nowadays. He said, "Wait a moment. I'll give you a small gift. It's not worth much."
The two men walked out of the last room and came to the hall. Dolai went to find the medicine he needed, while the boss returned to the counter.
After a while, Dole chose the medicine and came to the counter, where the boss gave him a book.
This is a complete collection of medicinal materials.
After settling the bill, Dole had 50 silver coins left. After thanking the boss, Dole quickly left the pharmacy with a big box and the honest-looking Bal.
A man and a dog were walking on the street, feeling very bored.
Dolai now has 50 silver coins on him, which seems like a lot, but if he really spends them, it is actually not enough. He just earned three gold coins, which sounds like a lot, and it is very likely that it is money that a poor man cannot earn in his entire life, but he spends it very quickly. A set of medical equipment and a dozen spiritual herbs cost him two and a half gold coins, which is simply robbery.
It’s a pity that I was not born into a wealthy family.
A man and his dog wandered the streets, bought a set of hooded clothes, some other things, some food, salt, seasonings, a machete, and spent about 6 silver coins on all sorts of things. They slowly came to the slums. He planned to stay here for one night and go out tomorrow.
Recently, he did not plan to live in the city, but to stay outside the city. Bal had already picked out a location for him, deep in the Bianchi Mine, where there had been magic crystal slag before, so there must be more goods inside. The previous mountain was targeted by the Supernatural Society, and it was probably a death wish to go there again. He could stay outside by changing to another mountain, and he could also find medicine to practice on the mountain, which was inconvenient in the city.
The disguise ointment alone is not enough. If he wants to kill Odo and his son, he needs poison or a magic potion that can hide them. He needs to make them outside and then come back for revenge.
He told himself again and again: don't be anxious, don't be anxious.
Mount Domon is surrounded by mountains with only one valley leading to the outside. The walls of Domon City are tall and wide, which are used to prevent attacks from wild beasts and other creatures from the mountains. This kind of thing happened many times every year many years ago, but it happens much less often now.
There are many powerful creatures in the mountains, flying in the sky and crawling on the ground. Although Domon City is the world of humans, the mountains are still the world of wild beasts and other creatures.
Those powerful beasts or intelligent creatures are collectively called monsters.
Logically speaking, Baal is also a monster and a very terrifying existence. However, when Dolai took a look at Baal, the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily. He remembered that he had been petting the dog before.