"If you don't want to buy it, don't buy it. Do you need to hit someone..." When Sean got up from the ground, there was a bit of grievance on his fat face. To be honest, he was already used to being beaten.
When selling Warcraft cubs on the black market, they often sell them the day before, only to be beaten up the next day.
To him, it was nothing. If he was hit, it would be a hit. Anyway, he had rough skin and thick flesh. As long as his muscles and bones were not injured, he would be like a normal person after lying down for a few days.
But the beating today was so unfair...
For the first time, I did business honestly. I didn’t cheat or lie to anyone. The herbs I brought out were carefully selected. I couldn’t even find a weed. But I didn’t expect that I didn’t even have time to say anything.
After the last two sentences, I was beaten...
Of course, those who are wronged will be wronged.
Sean knew very well who the other party was. Even if he was given a hundred courages, he would not dare to seek justice from the other party. After dragging his clumsy body up from the ground, Sean just whispered in a low voice.
In short, I limped towards a crowded place to see if I could find the next buyer.
"Stop." But just as he turned around, he was stopped by someone. When he turned around in confusion, he saw the young man pointing at the herbs on the table: "Take your garbage away."
"This is not garbage!" Sean's fat face suddenly turned red. This batch of tricolor flowers took him more than a month to collect, but now they are regarded as a pile of garbage. No matter what Sean does,
Forbearance, at this time gradually became a little bit unbearable.
"It's ridiculous..." The young man glanced at Sean, but did not continue to embarrass him. He just rolled up his sleeves and swept away the three-color flowers on the table with a slight look of disgust.
On the ground: "Next time, make your eyes brighter and don't sell them around with a bunch of rubbish. As my mentor, do I still need to use tricolor flowers?"
When the young man said this, several pharmacists nearby shook their heads in unison.
This fat man is really ignorant. He is selling pansies to a pharmacist. What is the difference between this and scolding a quack in front of a doctor?
For pharmacists, tricolor flowers have only one use, and that is to weaken the effect of medicine.
Under normal circumstances, only pharmacy apprentices will use tricolor flowers, because although they have mastered the pharmaceutical formula, they have not mastered the necessary skills. In the process of dispensing, there will always be mistakes of one kind or another, and these mistakes may not be necessary.
It's too big, but it's likely to cause some accidents.
In order to reduce the mistakes of apprentices, some instructors will suggest that they add tricolor flowers to the medicine. Although this weakens the effect of the medicine, it also reduces the conflict between the various medicinal properties, and to a certain extent, reduces mistakes.
Although Anman is not a master of pharmacy, he is still a person with status and status after all. It is strange that he is willing to look good on you when you are selling tricolor flowers to him in public. I don’t tell everyone clearly that his potion
If your level is not good enough, do you need to use tricolor flowers to reduce mistakes?
For senior pharmacists, pansies is a curse word.
"You only use tricolor flowers, your whole family uses tricolor flowers!"
Of course, most of the pharmacists present believed that the fat man did not have any malicious intentions in selling pansies to Amman.
The use of tricolor flowers has always been spread only among pharmacists. Even many apprentices may not know it, let alone a low-level thief? This guy didn't know where to get an invitation letter, and he heard that there are many here.
There was a gathering of pharmacists, so they hurriedly made a batch of tricolor flowers. No matter what the purpose of this herb was, they just brought it here to make a lot of money, but they didn't expect that they would make such a big mistake...
Anman's self-cultivation is pretty good. If he had had a bad temper, he would probably have thrown this fat man out of the Pharmacists Guild long ago.
"Fat man, come here." Sean was bending down with difficulty, picking up the tricolor flowers one by one back into the herbal bag, but suddenly he heard someone calling him from behind. He looked back in confusion and saw a young magician.
The magician stood behind him, and Sean frowned. For some reason, he always felt like he had seen the young magician in front of him somewhere...
"What's the matter, Mr. Magician?"
"It's not a big deal..." Lin Li smiled and picked up a tricolor flower at his feet: "I just want to ask, how did you give me the Thunder Eagle cub you promised to leave me last time?
Where did you leave it?"
"Thunder Eagle cub?" Sean was a little dazed.
"Forgot? Do you want me to ask Elaine to talk to you..."
"Ah!" When Lin Li mentioned Elaine, the fat thief immediately remembered. Isn't the young magician in front of him the same person who ordered a Thunder Eagle cub from him on the black market a few days ago? This is
As a big shot, Fatty clearly remembered Elaine's attitude towards him at that time. It could be said that he was respectful and he didn't even dare to say a word.
Meeting here at this time, Sean knew that his previous guess was not wrong. This was indeed a big shot. Otherwise, he would not have appeared in the Pharmacists Guild. You must know who appeared here today except himself.
A big shot who is not famous?
"This..." But when he thought of the Thunder Eagle cub, Sean's face became a little ugly.
He does have the Thunder Eagle cub, but does he dare to take it out?
It's just a matter of deceiving others. At most, it's just a beating. But if the thunder eagle grows up and injures the young magician, will he have to pay for it with his life? Nothing else.
Needless to say, just one Elaine is enough to drink a pot of it.
No, this is definitely not possible...
"Mr. Magician, this Thunder Eagle cub..." Sean hesitated for a moment, and did not dare to directly say that he would not sell it. He just said in a roundabout way: "Everything I have is sold out. How about you give it to me?"
I'll give you some time and send it to you after I get it?"
"Sold out?" Lin Li glanced at the fat thief with a bit of suspicion in his eyes. He knew clearly in his heart that the trick of the dragon eagle cub was a complete scam, and it was also very unskilled.
, but anyone who has visited the black market a few times will know that there is a scammer in that alley who sells Warcraft cubs and gives away taming tips.
As word spreads from person to person, the only people the fat thief can deceive are those who are visiting the black market for the first time, and they must be unaccompanied by acquaintances. This is a rare opportunity in a century to take advantage of someone.
You can encounter them every day. There were several Thunder Eagle cubs in Sean's cage that day. They hadn't seen them for a few days, and he told himself that they were all sold out. Who would believe it?
This guy is probably hiding...
However, Lin Li thought about it and didn't take it seriously. Anyway, he wanted the Thunder Eagle cub just to see if the secret of animal taming in the endless world worked. It wouldn't be a big deal if Sean refused to sell it.
Yes, anyway, with his current strength at the level of a great wizard, what kind of monster cubs can he catch that he can't catch?
What he is concerned about now is another thing.
Lin Li pointed to the tricolor flower on his hand: "Fat man, how many of these herbs do you still have on hand?"
"There seem to be hundreds of them..." Sean was a little unsure. Ever since he got the invitation letter from the Pharmacist Guild, he had been collecting herbs in Nightmare Mountain. After such a long time, even he couldn't remember it.
How much was harvested?
"Very well, you name a price and I'll take it all."
"ah?"
Not to mention Fatty Sean, even the pharmacists watching the excitement were stunned...
What did the young man say just now? He wants all the hundreds of tricolor flowers. Is he full? No matter how rich the pharmacist is, he can't spend it like this, right?
It's okay to pay back hundreds of tricolor flowers, but only tens of thousands of gold coins.
However, potions prepared with tricolor flowers are almost equivalent to waste products. Although tricolor flowers can reduce mistakes, they also greatly weaken the efficacy of the medicine. Take the awakening potion as an example. Normally, a bottle of awakening potion
, can completely replenish the magic power of a great magician, but after the three-color flower weakens the effect of the medicine, it is very likely that it cannot even fully replenish the magic power of a tenth-level magician.
One is level ten and the other is level fifteen. How can the gap between them be explained clearly in just one or two sentences...
After hundreds of tricolor flowers, these hundreds of bottles of potions are almost the same as waste.
Does this kid's family run a gold mine? Hundreds of bottles of medicine are discarded at the drop of a hat. Does he dare to squander a little more?
Of course, it was the qualifications of this young magician that made several potions go into a daze.
Some of the older pharmacists even shook their heads secretly...
It's such a pity for this kid. He looks so gentle, but he turned out to be a fool.
The purpose of tricolor flowers is nothing more than to reduce some mistakes. After the apprentice gradually becomes proficient in his craft, it will be impossible to use this kind of thing. What is the concept of hundreds of tricolor flowers? Those are hundreds of bottles of potions. It is just a matter of mastering them.
The most basic skills require hundreds of bottles of potions to practice. What are people like this still doing? They should just find a piece of tofu and kill them early...
Even if you teach a pig how to prepare medicine, after preparing hundreds of bottles of medicine, it should have learned some tricks.
Although Anman sat there silently, he had a somewhat proud look on his face. He was also a pharmacy apprentice and a magician, but his disciple Milo Ke was much better than that kid.
Milo is really up to his standards. He is only twenty-five years old this year and has already reached the level of a low-level pharmacist. You must know that when he was this age, he had not even touched the path of pharmacy. Maybe it would not take him a few years.
He can reach the intermediate level. At that time, it seems that the Thunder City Magic Guild should be handed over to him to manage...
Anman was thinking happily, but Milo beside him had a look of disdain.
He even kindly reminded: "If you don't want to regret it, don't buy that junk."