Chapter Six: Fighting for Medicinal Materials

Due to his past life experience, Su Chen came to Wubao Hall with familiarity. He walked straight to one of the counters and asked, "Are there any ice, snow, and cicadas?"

"Bingxuehancicada? What is that?" The clerk behind the counter was stunned. He had been working at Wubaotang for five or six years, but he had never heard of a medicinal material called Bingxuecicada.

Su Chen was not surprised that the other party had never heard of ice and snow cicada. After all, it was impossible for something like ice and snow cicada to appear on the market, and he didn't expect to find it on the market.

At that moment, Su Chen changed a medicinal material and said, "Then I need a hundred-year-old Zhiyang grass."

The Centennial Sun Grass is a pure masculine medicinal material. Although it is not as rare as the Snow and Ice Cicada, it is still very rare. Even a large store like Wubaotang only has one or two plants at most.

Su Chen wants to buy a century-old solstice grass to nurse her aunt back to health.

Because he knew that his aunt had been seriously injured in her early years, and later she suffered a loss of health due to Jiang Tingyi, which caused the old injury to recur every once in a while.

Every time it relapses, my aunt will be in extreme pain.

I have invited many alchemists to my home to see the medicine, but none of them have any effect.

It wasn't until Su Chen later arrived in the Dan Realm that he realized that his aunt's injury was actually a cold poison, which could only be removed by using Zhiyang medicine.

So in this life, Su Chen didn't want to waste a day. The sooner he removed the cold poison from his aunt, the sooner she would get rid of the pain.

"Guest, the century-old Sun Herb is a rare medicinal material. We currently only have one plant in our store. It is very precious. Its price..." As the waiter spoke, he glanced at Su Chen's very ordinary clothes casually.

Obviously, Su Chen just came up and asked about something that ordinary people had never heard of, such as Bingxuehancicada, which made the waiter have to wonder if he was here to cause trouble. What's more, young people like Su Chen who are wearing ordinary clothes don't know how many people come and go on the street every day. It's not like they can afford the century-old Sun Grass.

Su Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense, and directly took out a thousand taels of silver notes, and interrupted the man's words simply: "I want that hundred-year-old solstice grass."

When the boy saw the money card, his eyes narrowed.

To be able to easily take out a thousand taels of silver note, one must be at least a child of one of the three major families.

The waiter immediately changed his previous attitude and said enthusiastically: "Master, please wait a moment, I will go get the century-old sun grass immediately."

Just after the waiter left, two more people suddenly walked in from outside the Wubaotang door.

One of them is a young girl with bright eyes and white teeth, and the other is an old man wearing a purple double-breasted gown with short white hair.

The old man still had a thick bandage tied on one arm. There was some blood on the bandage, and his face looked a little pale.

"Is there a century-old Sun Herb? Give us one." The girl shouted coldly before she even reached the counter.

"Hey! It's coming, it's coming." A steward of the Five Treasures Hall appeared out of nowhere, looking at the old man and the girl with a flattering look on his face.

As soon as the old man and the girl entered the Five Treasures Hall, the steward noticed them. From their clothes and temperament, they could tell that these two people were not ordinary people.

The strange thing is that these two people look very unfamiliar. They don't look like people from Qinghe City. They might be big shots from out of town.

"The two distinguished guests want Centennial Sun Grass? Find it immediately!" the steward ordered the men under his command.

Just at this time, the guy who had received Su Chen before came out, holding a wooden box in his hand, which contained a century-old solstice grass.

When the steward saw it, his face immediately lit up with joy, and he walked over and said, "Give me the century-old Zhiyang Grass!"

"But, that young master wants this hundred-year-old Zhiyang Grass..." the man stuttered.

The steward couldn't help but grab the Hundred-Year Sun Herb and reprimanded him: "You are really ignorant. Didn't you see that this old man and the young lady are in urgent need of the Hundred-Year Sun Herb? We who run the elixir hall should think about our guests. You are thinking about what your guests need, do you understand?”

As he spoke, the steward smiled with a smile on his face and handed the century-old solstice to the old man and the girl: "The century-old solstice you two want."

It was obviously a matter of flattering the superior and suppressing the inferior, but it happened to be said by this steward in a particularly fresh and refined way.

The girl hesitated for a moment, frowned and planned to take the Centennial Sun Grass from the steward's hand.

At this moment, a faint cold shout suddenly sounded: "Wait a minute!"

At the same time, a hand poked out of thin air and grabbed the steward's hand.

"Boss, shouldn't selling things be on a first-come, first-served basis? I want the Centenary Sun Grass first." Su Chen said coldly.

The steward looked as if he had just seen Su Chen, looked at Su Chen's clothes with disdain, and smiled: "Guest, I'm sorry, there is only one century-old Zhiyang grass in our store. Please show your style. Give up the Centennial Sun Grass?"

On one side are the old men and young girls with luxurious clothes and elegant temperament, and on the other side are ordinary young men in ordinary clothes. Even a fool knows who to sell the century-old Solstice Grass to!

Su Chen said calmly: "What if I don't let you?"

At this time, the girl on the side frowned slightly and said: "Sir, we are really in urgent need of the Centennial Sungrass. If you are willing to give us this Centennial Sungrass, we are willing to give you generous compensation. Absolutely no It will make you suffer."

"Sorry, I won't let you." Su Chen still refused.

The girl's frown deepened, but she still said patiently: "Think again. We bought the Centennial Bone Zhiyang Grass to save people. As for compensation, we can give you a thousand taels of silver notes."

"Rescue?"

Su Chen raised his eyes, glanced at the old man and the girl, and said calmly, "Who are you saving?"

The girl took a deep breath, pointed to the bandage wrapped around the old man's arm, and said patiently: "My grandfather was bitten by an ice-scaled python in the mountains, and he urgently needs this century-old Sun Herb to treat his injury. Give up the Hundred-Year Sun Grass to Since we can do good deeds and gain benefits, why not?”

At this time, because the two parties were arguing so loudly, other customers in the store also gathered around and pointed.

"Young man, please give in. After all, this is my life-saving medicine."

"Yes, not to mention that I don't want you to give up for nothing, and there will be compensation."

"This young man is really ignorant. He clearly refused to give up the medicinal materials to save people."

Everyone was talking to each other, and they generally accused Su Chen of not letting go of the medicinal materials.

Su Chen raised his eyelids, looked at the girl, and said calmly: "Who told you that your grandfather's injury needs to be treated with the century-old Sun Herb?"

The girl was stunned: "Isn't it?"

Su Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense and said directly: "Let me tell you, using century-old Zhiyang grass to treat your grandfather's injury is a big mistake and will only make the injury more serious!"

"How is that possible?" The girl frowned slightly, obviously not believing what Su Chen said.

The steward of Wubao Hall also shook his head and sneered, as if he had heard a big joke: "That's nonsense!"

Su Chen didn't even look at it, and said leisurely: "Where are the flies buzzing? It's so noisy. Why should a servant get in the middle of a conversation between guests?"

"You..." The face of the manager of Wubaotang suddenly turned red. Strictly speaking, he was indeed just a servant of Wubaotang.

"Who is talking nonsense in my Five Treasures Hall?"

At this moment, a voice was heard suddenly coming from the back hall.