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Chapter 32 Litmus Elixir

"That's enough, that's enough!" Old Eugene bounced up from the recliner like a rubber ball and pounced on the gold coins neatly.

Wow, Old Eugene took a handful, then let go, watching the gold coins slipping from his fingers and falling to the ground with a seductive sound, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Go get the magic stone!" Downton walked towards the counter.

This time, old Eugene didn't show any signs of neglect. He ran to the warehouse as fast as a rabbit hit by an arrow and took out a suitcase.

Opening the lid, there is a small grid like a chessboard inside, with magic stones cut into fist-sized pieces neatly placed.

"They are all top-grade magic stones, one hundred gold drams per gram." Old Eugene quoted the price, preparing to kill this country bumpkin severely.

According to the magic energy contained in each gram, magic stones are divided into low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, excellent grade, and exquisite grade. Different grades have different corresponding prices.

High-grade magic stones are already more valuable than gold of the same weight.

"Top grade? You don't care, let's test it with litmus reagent!" Downton picked up a piece of magic stone and observed it. The cut surface was very smooth and the processing was good, but that doesn't mean its content is high.

"Haha, I don't have litmus reagent here." Old Eugene had a smile on his face, but he felt a little thump in his heart. The secret passage was terrible, and he met someone who knew the ropes.

Litmus is a blue pigment extracted from lichen plants that live in dark and humid environments. It is a blue powder and is a commonly used indicator of magic energy concentration.

After being dissolved in water at room temperature and exposed to magic stone, it will be stimulated by magic energy, causing the conjugated structure to change, resulting in a discoloration reaction, from light color to deep red. The higher the concentration of magic energy, the darker the color.

There are ten color ranges listed on the litmus color comparison card. By comparing them, you can accurately identify the quality of the magic stone.

Downton has a sister who goes to St. George's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She has bought magic stones for her and has experience. Even if she doesn't understand it, she still has the magic book, so she will never suffer a loss.

"You can buy it. There must be some in old Grandet's grocery store." Downton was too lazy to expose Old Eugene. Litmus reagent is a basic medicine in potions, and you can find a box in any pharmacy.

"By the way, I remembered, there is another bottle." Seeing that Downton couldn't be fooled, Old Eugene was reluctant to spend money, so he took out a dark brown bottle that was as long as a thumb and as thick as a coin from the counter.

"If you don't know how, I will!" Downton looked directly into Old Eugene's eyes and placed the magic stone in front of him.

Old Eugene had no choice but to hold the rubber dropper, suck some litmus liquid, and drip it onto the magic stone.

The original purple liquid immediately faded and became lighter.

"Look, such a dark color is definitely top-grade. That's right, I charge you a hundred gold coins per gram, which is very cheap." Old Eugene kept chattering, but he didn't use a color comparison card to compare the colors.

"Is your qualification as a potion master fake? Even if I don't look at the color comparison card, I know it is only a medium-grade magic stone. Old Eugene, how many people have you deceived?"

Listening to the faint sarcasm in Downton's tone, Old Eugene couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. As a half-baked potion master with a little vision and experience, he knew that this boy was right.

"Is it natural for a country bumpkin to actually know the litmus reagent and be able to distinguish the grade of magic stone without looking at the color chart?" Old Eugene slandered and agreed with Downton's answer, "Seventy gold coins, no more

not enough."

"How many times do you dare to pay for things that cost ten gold coins in the market? Let them get moldy!" Downton turned around and left. He had had enough of this guy.

"Wait, okay, fifty gold coins, no more."

Old Eugene hurriedly ran a few steps to pull Downton. Although Chenmist Town is the largest town on the border, caravans don't come until the peak season every year. His pharmacy has almost no business. After all, in this small town,

They are all miserable commoners, and there are very few magicians.

"Seven!" Downton continued to bargain.

"You are killing me. At this price, excluding transportation and storage fees, there is no profit at all." Old Eugene spat loudly, describing the difficulty of life.

"One price, 30% off, seven gold coins per gram. I want as many magic stones of this quality as I want." Downton shook the gem in his hand.

"Thirty percent off is too little, what? Want it all? Wait!" Old Eugene immediately crossed his fingers to calculate how much he could earn from this transaction.

Downton knew the character of old Eugene. This guy was greedy, but he didn't have the corresponding business talent. When he saw a little profit, he wanted to grab it. He was much worse than old Grandet.

"Thirty percent off is too little, how about a little more?" Old Eugene begged, but little did he know that this attitude had revealed his intention to agree to the deal.

"I've changed my mind, 60% off. Do you want to sell it or not? I'll go find old Grandet. Apart from the lack of potions, his goods are more complete." Downton lowered the price again. He suddenly remembered and the boxes were piled up.

There was so much dust, which meant it hadn't been touched for a long time, so it obviously couldn't be sold.

Old Eugene hesitated and sold it at a 40% discount, which was already lower than the original purchase price. But if he kept it, he could only buy it at the bottom of the box and take a look at the market price of medium-grade magic stone, which was ten gold coins per gram.

This means that one pound of magic stone is worth 5,000 gold coins. Ordinary magic users can't afford it. They often use low-grade magic stones. In battle, they are willing to absorb magic power only when they have to use it.

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The main customers of the pharmacy are the mercenary groups that escort the caravans. Those who are capable will prepare enough magic stones and will never let the unscrupulous merchants make an extra fortune. Those who are not powerful will have to be careful when buying high-quality magic stones.

In battle, there are disadvantages to absorbing magic stones. It is far less time-consuming and labor-intensive than drinking magic potions directly. Therefore, magic stones are more used in blacksmithing, potions, alchemy and other magic industries.

Magical power users are usually willing to absorb magic stones when they are trying to reach a higher level, and they are not willing to use them during normal cultivation.

Seeing that Downton was about to walk out of the store, Old Eugene compromised. After all, he had not been able to find such a wealthy customer for several years.

"Don't leave, I'm selling it!"

Once the decision was made, Old Eugene moved quickly and spent ten minutes counting the gold coins, appraising the gems, and completing the transaction.

This was a small profit deal for Downton, but he couldn't be happy when he saw that 20 kilograms of middle-grade magic stones were actually worth 60,000 gold coins.

If a magic user wants to quickly increase his strength, he needs to absorb a large amount of magic energy. The magic energy floating in the space alone is not enough. He has to use magic stones and potions to make up for it, which all means money.

"No wonder the Robinson trio were so happy when they discovered five times the concentration of magic energy in the dungeon. No wonder that as long as they find an area with a high concentration of magic energy and report it to the country, they can at least get the title of a hereditary earl.

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Downton sighed repeatedly. Only after becoming a magic user can he intuitively understand the importance of magic energy. No matter what plane they are in, they are the most strategically valuable resource.

It might be possible to become a strong person without resources, but it would be a waste of time. How many decades in a person's life can be wasted?

"Elaine, brother, I'm sorry for you!" Downton sighed. He thought of his talented sister. If he could provide her with enough resources, she might have been promoted to a war rank, right?

Downton clenched his fists. He must improve his strength as soon as possible and kill the three Robinsons. If he delays for one more day, he will let them absorb more magic energy.

"Where did your money come from?" Old Eugene blinked his two big eyeballs, full of curiosity.

"I bought it for someone else." Downton said casually. He thought his wallet was full before and he was considered a rich man, but now it seems that he is still a poor man.

"I'm telling you, how can you have so much money?" Old Eugene scratched his belly, rolled his eyes, and smiled, "Would you like to buy some stone skin potion for self-defense? If you go out with so many magic stones, be careful of being caught.

Rob."

“Get a bottle and see!”

This time, Old Eugene was no longer afraid that Downton would break the potion. He selected a dozen potions and put them on the counter.

"Strength potion and agility potion can double your strength and agility in ten minutes, and only cost fifty gold coins!"

"I don't want these. Is there any potion that can replenish magic energy?" Downton picked up a bottle of potion and saw the label "Xunying" on it. This is a potion that increases speed in a short period of time and is good for escaping.

"Only one bottle of the quick-acting magic potion can replenish all the magic power of a soul's second level." Old Eugene patted his chest and promoted with a proud face, "This is a potion made by the royal potion master.

"

This is a two-inch test tube with a rubber stopper sealed at the mouth.

It contained a light pink liquid. Downton shook it and saw a lot of particles.

"You can tell whether the quality is good or bad, and that's what you call seeing the undead. If I don't cheat you this time, I won't be able to sleep well." Old Eugene described the benefits of the potion with saliva, making the whole world full of excitement.

Downton didn't understand, but he knew that with Old Eugene's character, he would definitely not take any good stuff, and would most likely deceive him.

"For the sake of buying a lot of magic stones, for one hundred gold coins, you can take this bottle of magic magic potion." Old Eugene put on a "you've earned it" expression and tried his best to sell it.

"What do you think?" Downton took a few steps back, took out the grimoire, opened it, and wrote a question.

The magic book released soul detection, and a green light swept across the potion on the counter.

"Are you actually a magician?" Old Eugene was shocked.

"A bottle of discarded potion that should be destroyed will replenish some magic energy after drinking, but the side effects will be greater!" Homer displayed the test results on the page.

"Where are the other potions?"

"They are all discarded potions. Is this a garbage treatment plant? According to the Potion Law, any pharmacy is not allowed to buy or sell discarded or expired potions." Homer was quickly relieved. How could the Potion Masters Association have time to come to such a border town?

Tube?

"No, I can't afford it." Downton put down the potion, picked up the suitcase, and turned to leave.

"Hey, don't go, it's cheaper for you, seventy, no, fifty gold coins." Old Eugene shouted at the top of his lungs and chased Downton, "Twenty is enough, right?"

"You can keep it for yourself!" Downton shook off Old Eugene's hand.

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