Chapter 285 - Perfect quality cannot guarantee quality

  Baicaotang.

  In the wide hall, the aroma of medicine is strong.

  More than a dozen medicine boys are concentrating on processing various spiritual plants. Among them, a thin old man is particularly conspicuous.

  "Manager He, these spiritual fireflies were just purchased today. Please help to process them. There is an alchemist who is in urgent need of them in the afternoon."

  A middle-aged man walked up to the thin old man with a large pile of spiritual fireflies and put them down.

  "Okay."

  The thin old man looked at the large number of spiritual fireflies, gritted his teeth, and responded.

  After bending over to process the herbs for nearly an hour, Manager He supported his waist and stood up with difficulty.

  With his physique at the fourth level of Qi training, this situation would not usually happen.

  It's just that he is now old and his physical functions are not as good as when he was young and strong. In addition, he has several hidden diseases left in the past, and he has been bending over to process spiritual medicine for so long, so the pain is unbearable.

  As the manager of Baicaotang, he shouldn't deal with these trivial matters, but he is just a distant relative of the He family. A few years ago, the backer behind him lost power, which affected his position in the medicine hall.

  In the past, he only needed to collect spiritual plants and count the accounts, but now he has to help deal with medicinal herbs. In comparison, he is much busier.

  However, the thin old man is very satisfied with his current situation. There are so many old casual cultivators living in poverty in the market. It is quite good for him to have a stable place without worrying about being hurt, and to earn some spiritual stones for his family.

  Just thinking about it, a teenager who walked into the medicine hall caught the attention of the thin old man.

  The boy's cultivation level is only the first level of Qi training, and his expression is timid. He holds a dozen spiritual firefly grass tightly in his hand. With the old man's decades of experience in identifying spiritual herbs, he can see at a glance that the quality of the spiritual firefly grass is very ordinary.

  He came to the front desk, spread out the spiritual plants in his hand, and asked the middle-aged cultivator if he could buy these spiritual fireflies.

  "Go away, we don't accept spiritual plants from idle people."

  The middle-aged man scolded impatiently, waving his hand to signal the boy to leave quickly.

  "Daoyou, please, I can sell it at a lower price."

  There was a hint of begging in the boy's tone.

  "Lower? How about two spiritual stones per plant?"

  A hint of teasing flashed in the middle-aged monk's eyes.

  "Two spiritual stones?" The boy's body couldn't help but shake. This was half lower than the ordinary purchase price, far below his psychological expectations.

  He bit his lips tightly, and was in a dilemma for a while. He wanted to sell the spiritual herbs to earn some spiritual stones, but he really couldn't accept the price proposed by the middle-aged monk.

  "Manager He Yong, this kid looks a little pitiful. Why don't you lower the price a little and buy his spiritual plants, just as a good relationship."

  The thin old man saw a familiar figure from the boy. About ten years ago, there was a boy of similar age and situation, standing in front of him stubbornly and firmly, selling the ordinary quality spiritual firefly grass in his hand over and over again.

  In a trance, two figures overlapped, making him feel like traveling through time.

  "Mr. He, there are so many cooperating spiritual plant masters in Baicaotang, and all kinds of spiritual plants can be supplied in large quantities and steadily. This person is just a small casual cultivator with unknown origins, and the quality of the Lingying grass in his hands cannot be guaranteed. Why does he still want to purchase these scattered spiritual plants?" The middle

  -aged man snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

  "The price is based on quality and quantity, so what if I buy it?"

  The thin old man couldn't help but get a little more angry after being told by the middle-aged cultivator.

  "You are so generous, you accept it."

  "Okay, I will accept it, kid, come here and give me your Lingying grass, I will buy it at the normal price."

  The thin old man called to the uneasy boy.

  "Mr. He, let me be frank in advance, these Lingying grass cannot be used to use the spiritual stones in the hall without my consent."   

  "I'll keep them for my own use!"

  The thin old man said casually. His grandson had recently entered the hall and was trying to refine elixirs. Buying these ten or so Lingying grasses would allow him to practice.

  The young man handed the Lingying grass to the thin old man and took the more than 30 Lingshi handed over by the old man.

  "The quality of your Lingying grasses is basically ordinary, and there are even one or two that are almost defective. Do you have any objection to the price I offer?"

  The thin old man arranged the quality of the spiritual plants one by one and asked the young man.

  "No, no, I'm already very grateful that you can accept them."

  The young man put the Lingshi deep into his lapel and said with gratitude.

  He has self-knowledge about the spiritual plants he cultivated. He is quite satisfied to get these Lingshi. With them, he can continue to buy spiritual seeds, and there will be surplus for cultivation and life.

  "Old man, you are so kind. I also have a few Lingying grasses here. I was lucky to grow perfect quality. How about giving them to you for purchase?"

  At this time, a gentle voice sounded in the hall.

  A handsome young man with extraordinary bearing and slender figure walked into Baicaotang calmly, holding a few fluorescent plants in his hand.

  The plants were full of spiritual energy, and the fluorescent light flashed as if it was filled with countless stars in the night sky.

  "Perfect quality Lingying grass?"

  The middle-aged monk jumped out instantly with a flattering smile on his face.

  "Daoyou, please come this way. Our Baicaotang has an excellent reputation in Linyangfang City. As long as we are sure that the Lingying grass in your hand is really of perfect quality, we will definitely give you a satisfactory purchase price."

  He suppressed his inner excitement and respectfully brought a cup of steaming spiritual tea to the handsome young man.

  Perfect quality medicinal herbs, even low-grade ones, are extremely important to alchemists. They can improve the success rate and quality of alchemy. There are so many spiritual plant masters in the whole Baicaotang, and only with great luck can you grow a perfect quality Lingying grass.

  If you can get all the perfect quality Lingying grass from the young man and hand them over to the alchemists in the hall, you will definitely please him, and your status may be further improved.

  "Really?"

  The handsome young man looked at the middle-aged cultivator with interest.

  "However, I am just a small casual cultivator of unknown origin. I have a few scattered Lingying grass in my hand. Although they are of perfect quality, the quality cannot be guaranteed."

  "So, it is better to let this old man buy them."

  The handsome young man was naturally Lu Xuan. He saw this scene in Baicao Hall and made this move just now.

  As for the perfect quality Lingying grass, although it is no longer possible to get enough cultivation rewards, the focus is on the second-grade water firefly grass, but many spiritual seeds were left before. In the inner sect spiritual environment, some perfect quality Lingying grass can be easily cultivated.

  "Lu... Lu Xuan?"

  The thin old man asked in a low voice with some disbelief.

  The last time the two met was seven or eight years ago, and Lu Xuan had changed greatly in both cultivation and temperament, so the old man did not dare to recognize him for a while.

  "Yes, Mr. He, it's me, I came back to visit you."

  Lu Xuan raised the corner of his mouth and said gently.

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  (End of this chapter)