Shen Yanxiao's dress was very mysterious, and the dwarf was sure that he had never seen her before.
He often comes to this market, and he is also familiar with the dwarves who sell potions. Shen Yanxiao seems to have appeared out of thin air. This is the first time he has seen them today.
Shen Yanxiao thought for a moment and said, "I am a pharmacist from the Momo tribe."
The Momo tribe is a very small ethnic group on the edge of the Storm Continent. Shen Yanxiao believes that the other party does not understand them too well.
"The Momo tribe? It seems to be very far away. No wonder you brought so many potions this time." The dwarf figured it out. The Momo tribe is located very far away from their market. Shen Yanxiao ran here. To sell potions, you have to spend many days on the road. If you don't bring more to sell, it's not cost-effective.
"You must have kept these potions for a long time, right? Don't you Momo people use them yourself?" The dwarf was a little curious. The pharmacists of each ethnic group would give priority to their own ethnic groups. Logically speaking, there would be no such many potions left. That's it.
Shen Yanxiao looked at him without saying anything.
The dwarf seemed to realize that he had asked too many questions, and he scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Sorry, I asked too many questions. I just think you are really powerful. My... my name is Qi Qiluo, and I am the pharmacist of the Qi Qi tribe..." Qi Qiluo said apologetically.
"It's okay. I still have some things I want to buy. Let's go first." Shen Yanxiao chuckled. The dwarf clan's surnames are very strange. Basically, the entire clan is named after the clan's name.
"Okay." Qiqiluo nodded.
Shen Yanxiao left the stall and looked elsewhere.
It was already evening, many things in the market had been sold, and many dwarves had already started to pack their things and prepare to go home.
Shen Yanxiao found a deserted small stall at the end of the market.
There were only a few metal utensils on the small stall, and their appearance was very shabby. They did not look like new products that had just been made. The person selling these things was an old dwarf with a gray beard, holding a pipe in his mouth. , lying lazily on his side on the ground, seemingly not caring at all that no one bought his things.
Shen Yanxiao had no intention of looking at anything more, but Xiu's voice suddenly sounded.
"That dwarf thing will be useful to you."
Shen Yanxiao suddenly stopped.
Does it work for her?
Shen Yanxiao immediately walked over there.
Shen Yanxiao's arrival did not attract the attention of the white-bearded dwarf. He was still smoking his pipe leisurely, spitting out clouds of smoke from his mouth hidden behind his white beard.
Shen Yanxiao knelt down. There really weren't many things on the old man's stall.
A rusty iron box, a dusty bronze furnace, an inconspicuous-looking bracelet, and a pile of dusty beads were scattered aside.
Compared with the goods sold by other dwarves, this old man's goods are really shabby.
Shen Yanxiao didn't understand what use these shabby-looking things could be of use to her.
"Which one?" Shen Yanxiao asked Xiang Xiu.
"all."
Xiu's answer made Shen Yanxiao slightly stunned.
Are they all useful?
Looking at those small beads that looked like glass beads soaked in mud and water, Shen Yanxiao really didn't know what effect these things had on her.
But since Xiudu has so much, she still has to buy it even if it’s a quick stone!