Chapter 200 Large Purchase
The market was filled with a wide variety of goods, and merchants were enthusiastically soliciting customers.
People were dressed in medieval style, with gorgeous robes, exquisite armor, and flowing cloaks, showing a unique classical beauty.
Asgardians were still very martial, and even civilians and adult men wore weapons.
Those weapons were either sharp swords, heavy battle axes, or exquisite crossbows.
The weapons were made with exquisite craftsmanship and exuded a powerful aura.
Weiss had only been walking around for a while when he saw several fights.
Those fighting people were full of passion and fighting spirit. They waved their weapons and released their power to their heart's content.
Not only did the people around them not stop them, they also cheered and cheered for them.
This martial atmosphere made Weiss feel the bravery and generosity of the Asgardians.
This may be related to the long lifespan of the Asgardians.
An ordinary Asgardian can easily live for thousands of years.
Such a long lifespan gives them enough time to experience life and pass on culture.
This also led to their developed and stable civilization.
They have made great achievements in various fields such as technology, magic, and art, and have been continuously inherited and developed over the long years.
The pace of life is very slow, and people enjoy every moment of life leisurely.
They can spend years to create a fine work of art, or spend months to prepare for a grand celebration.
Since Odin defeated powerful enemies such as the Frost Giants and Dark Elves to unify the Nine Realms, the Asgardians have begun to enjoy life.
They are immersed in the joy of victory and feel the tranquility brought by peace.
Their customs have never changed. Those ancient traditions, rituals, and festivals have reasons to hold banquets every day.
Weiss walked slowly into an herbal medicine store.
Although the facade of this herbal medicine store is not ostentatious, it exudes an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.
A wooden sign is hung above the door, engraved with some strange symbols and patterns, which makes people curious about the items in the store.
"Hello, stranger." A pleasant voice came.
The owner is a woman who looks young but is actually estimated to be thousands of years old.
She has a pretty face, and her eyes reveal the wisdom and calmness accumulated over the years.
Her long hair is as soft as silk, casually draped over her shoulders, and she wears a simple robe with exquisite patterns embroidered on it.
"I smell the smell of potion." Weiss narrowed his eyes slightly and sniffed the air carefully.
He has a keen sense of potion and can easily distinguish the taste and efficacy of different potions.
"Are you also a wizard?"
Weiss nodded: "I want to see what is different about the herbs in Asgard."
Different worlds have different herbs and magic, and these differences may bring him new inspiration and gains.
The owner began to introduce Weiss enthusiastically.
She pointed to the various herbs on the counter and said their names and characteristics one by one.
Some of the names of the herbs are different from the herbs that Weiss is familiar with, but there are only slight differences in appearance.
In terms of medicinal properties, although there are some differences, they are generally similar.
"The herbs here are of the best quality. These are all fine products from Vanaheim and Elfheim." The owner's tone was full of pride.
Weiss sniffed the herbs with his nose.
He could feel the powerful magic and vitality contained in these herbs.
"These herbs are at least a hundred years old."
The life span of the Asgardians is different from the world he is familiar with, which leads to their different concept of time.
In Asgard, a hundred-year-old herb may be just an ordinary item, but in the world of Harry Potter, these herbs will cause a rush.
Weiss no longer hesitated.
He knew that these herbs were rare treasures for him.
"Do you accept gold here?" he asked.
"Of course." The owner smiled and nodded.
Weiss swept the herb shop without hesitation.
When he left the herb shop, the owner also gave him two books, one "Encyclopedia of Herbs" and one "Introduction to Potions".
Weiss looked at the two books in his hands. The simple cover and mysterious text made him feel a strong curiosity.
He gently turned the pages and felt the texture of the paper.
"Maybe I can go to the bookstore." Weiss whispered to himself.
No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!
Weiss asked passers-by about the location of the bookstore.
Fortunately, he met a very enthusiastic Asgardian.
The passer-by smiled and enthusiastically guided Weis in the direction.
He even offered to take Weis there.
Weiss gratefully accepted his kindness and followed the enthusiastic passer-by through the busy streets towards the bookstore.
Soon, they arrived at the bookstore.
Although the bookstore was not big, it was filled with a strong scent of books.
The bookshelves were filled with all kinds of books, from ancient legends to mysterious magic secrets.
As soon as Weiss walked into the bookstore, he was attracted by the rich collection of books.
His eyes quickly scanned the bookshelves, and his heart was full of excitement.
This time, without any nonsense, Wes said directly to the bookstore owner: "Please give me one copy of all kinds of books."
When the bookstore owner heard this, he thought he had heard it wrong. He widened his eyes and looked at Wes with surprise.
"What did you say? One copy of all kinds of books?" the owner confirmed again.
Wes nodded firmly and repeated his request.
The boss was overjoyed. He didn't expect to meet such a generous customer today.
"Great! These books are almost covered with dust in the warehouse."
The boss said excitedly.
It seems that Asgardians don't like to study very much, and these books are not given enough attention here.
Afterwards, Wes made a lot of purchases at the market in Asgard.
He was full of interest in every novel item.
As long as Wes hadn't seen it, whether it was useful or not, Wes bought it all.
He shuttled between the stalls, picking out the items he liked.
Those exquisite handicrafts, mysterious magic props, and unique herbs were all in his pocket.
The gold bars collected by Weiss kept decreasing, but he didn't care.
At this time, a team of well-equipped Asgardian warriors, led by Sif, came to the bustling market in a mighty manner.
The Asgardian warriors were dressed in armor shining with metallic luster, the decorations on their helmets were gorgeous and majestic, and the weapons in their hands exuded a powerful aura.
They marched in neat steps, and every step was full of power, showing the powerful strength of Asgard.
