Puko’s Bazaar (2)

A young herbalist apprentice secretly bit his lips under the ridicule of the alchemists, but the middle-aged dwarf standing next to him was no longer phased in the slightest.

"Relax, there's no need to be calculative with these pedantic dwarves. We still have to take these potions to the trading area as soon as possible." The middle-aged dwarf comforted the young dwarf with a soft tone.

Perhaps it was because of their profession, but almost all the herbalists among dwarves had a milder temper compared to ordinary dwarves. They would rarely burst into rage like other dwarves, except for the apprentices who had just come into contact with herbalism.

"Teacher Hehe Li, are you not angry at all?" The young herbalist apprentice looked at his herbalist teacher in surprise. He had only joined the Herbalist Guild for half a month, but he had heard such ridicule almost every day.