Chapter 170: Background of the Medal (1)
Wuxian walked out of the medicine hall, looked at the endless flow of pedestrians, cars and horses on the street, and let out a long breath. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
In the end, she told the doctor and told her the name of the raw materials. Those were two rare species that had never been heard of, at least not on the Nanxuan Continent.
There is no Nanxuan continent, how did Zheng Piantong get it?
The medicine powder was taken away by her, will Zheng Piantong have any other way to get it?
Wuxian pondered it carefully in her heart, and felt that the matter was more serious than she imagined. There is also a limit to greed, no woman is willing to pay the price of losing her fertility for this, let alone the royal family, which is particularly important in terms of the reproduction of children.
There are two ideas that are now presented to the innocent. First, Zheng Piantong didn't know the side effects of this drug, so this medicine definitely didn't come from her own hands, and someone else prescribed it to her, and the purpose must be not pure. Zheng Piantong herself really has no coveted value, but she also has an identity that is heavy enough to kill people - the eldest princess of Nanxuan, the younger sister of Emperor Rin Yuan.
It is not impossible for people who have intentions against the Nanxuan royal family to choose to start with the relatively weak Zheng Piantong.
Second, Zheng Piantong knew the effect of this drug, and she voluntarily took this medicine when she was conscious, and she personally destroyed her ability to be a mother, what does this mean?
Thinking about it, Wuxian intuition still has a hidden meaning in this matter. But the trail had been cut off at this point, and she couldn't investigate more deeply for the time being.
At present, the most important thing is to help Zheng Rin find the antidote, since Zheng Piantong has broken the clue, then the only way to increase the search is on Prime Minister Su Hou.
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The purpose of coming out today was to find the soul formula, and I almost forgot about business. After asking passers-by, Wuxian targeted the largest auction house in the main city, Zibei Auction House.
I heard that this auction house has a long history, many years ago from a distant place to migrate, gradually established a firm foothold in the main city, even in the face of a number of strong competitors in the main city, still maintain a high profile, with strong financial resources and strong background to make a name for itself.
No one has ever dared to make trouble on the territory of Zibei Auction House, because once someone makes trouble, no matter what kind of backer he has, he is guaranteed not to see the sun the next day.
These were all rumors, and when Wuxian heard them, he laughed them off and didn't take them to heart.
Out of prudence, on the way to the auction house, she made a special run to a store and bought a cloak and a bottle of disfigurement potion.
The price of the cloak is more expensive, it cost five gold coins, and it hurts her for a while, who let her not earn enough commissions in the mercenary branch, and now the gap with the goal of tens of millions of commissions has opened up by five gold coins, and she is so tired.
Having said that, you get what you pay for, although this cloak is a bit expensive, but the performance is really in place, wearing it on the body can shield the breath, isolate the detection of other people's divine sense, and can block people who are three levels higher than their own level.
In this way, she can rest assured, even in the main city, people who are three levels higher than her are not so easy to meet.
The disguise potion was relatively cheap, and the boss symbolically accepted a copper plate from her.
However, there is a phrase called no traitor, no business. Wuxian had been thinking about his thoughts, and he couldn't think about why the boss's disguise potion was sold so cheaply. You must know that disfigurement potions are time-limited, and usually the longer the age, the higher the price.
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Wu Jian hired a spacious and airy carriage, put a cloak on it, wrapped his body tightly from head to toe, and applied a disfiguring potion to his face with a little light through the cracks in the window.
With the pungent smell of the potion, the appearance of the originally fair and delicate little face slowly changed, the facial features were slightly deformed, and the face was sallow, forming a sharp contrast with the ice muscle and jade bones below the neck.
The disfigurement potion is truly a miraculous product, which can turn a handsome young face into an ordinary middle-aged face in the blink of an eye.
There is no voice change potion, so I will have to talk less and adapt to the situation later.
The carriage slowly stopped in front of the Zibei Auction House, and Wuxian stepped off the carriage steadily with the support of the coachman, and rewarded him with two copper plates to leave first.
The architectural style of Zibei is very unique, the three roofs are arched round, there are three needles erected at the top, luxurious glass windows, and elegant purple walls, which not only show beauty, but also highlight the noble temperament.
It took a lot of thought just for the outer faΓ§ade, no wonder it can be the leader of the industry, Wuxian secretly admired.
Walking into the auction house is like walking into another world, and the field of vision suddenly darkens a degree. In order to make it easier for customers to find their way, several bright crystal balls are placed in the corners of the exhibition hall.
"Hello, do you need to commission or bid?" a manager standing in the center of the exhibition hall asked dutifully when he saw a blank look on his face.
Wuxian thought about it, her original intention was to come to Tao Soul Fang, if it really appeared at the auction, she would definitely have to buy it, but this price must be so expensive that it would discourage her. She doesn't have much change on her, and she may not be able to afford anything after paying the commission.
"Entrust first, then bid. β
I don't have much cash, and if I sell some of the things in the space ring, I should be able to make a little money.
The manager nodded, took her into the backstage, and filled out a commission agreement first.
"May I ask what items you entrusted us to auction on your behalf?"
Wu Wu immediately took out bottles and jars from the space ring, placed them on the table one by one, and introduced them in order, "This is the Zhuyan Pill, this is the Hemostatic Pill, and this is the Soul Rejuvenation Pill." β
The only thing she can contribute to is her medical skills from elementary school to adulthood, and she can't make a miracle medicine to bring the dead back to life, and it's no problem to make some elixir to save the emergency.
"It turns out that you are an alchemist, disrespectful. "The management apologized.
The status of the alchemist is much higher than that of the doctor, and he is respected everywhere. Being able to gain the trust of an alchemist is equivalent to saving one life, and similarly, offending an alchemist is equivalent to offending all the cultivators who have received his help, ten lives are not enough to die.
"I'm not an alchemist, I'm a doctor, but you can trust my medical skills. "Although alchemists are more popular, doctors are not just anyone's jobs, and pharmacology is more complicated.
The manager was stunned for a moment, his expression was a little stunned, and then he returned to normal, nodded at her, and went to find an inspector.
The inspector came over to inspect the medicine, showed an incredible expression, and praised without hesitation, "The quality is high, it is definitely a fine product." β
I don't really understand the definition of an auction house, but judging from the inspector's reaction, it's not bad.
The managers were shocked that there were so many treasures passing through their hands every day, and which one was not priceless? But the inspectors were always stingy in judging and often set a price and did not care. And these inconspicuous bottles and cans have become high-quality treasures in his eyes, or are they boutiques? Is there any mistake?