While the players in the pimple mudflats were in full swing preparing for a head-on attack on the Dense Eye Society, there was also an undercurrent surging in Lancaster City, a hundred miles away.

Weasel Street is a modest street on the southwest side of Lancaster, near the outer part of the city walls.

But those in the know know that this is the location of the largest black market in Lancaster, and that the gold-encrusted rose No. 58 is even more famous, and the owner of the shop, Ao Van Kent Manega, is very powerful, and several of his good buddies can get contraband from all over the world.

For this reason, gold-encrusted roses are also known as 'as long as you have money, you can buy anything'.

However, few people know that Ao Van Kent is actually a follower of Sosos, the god of herbs and poisons, and that this second-order dealer started his early years by selling potions that were far cheaper than the holy water of various churches.

The 'God of Herbs and Poisons' is a subordinate god of the God of Alchemy, and is probably at the same level as the Skeleton God, much stronger than Xiwei, a god who has just stepped into the third rate.

It's just that Sosos, like its superior god Alchemy, never gets involved in the grievances and hatreds of other gods, and as long as there are people in this world who collect herbs to refine poison, they don't have to worry about their existence disappearing, so it's basically a dead house that doesn't show up much, and the number of believers on the ground is not much......

But just because a god is a salted fish doesn't mean that its followers are just as salted as it, and Ao Van Kent Manega is clearly one of them.

Taking advantage of the small number of followers of the God of Herbs and Poisons, he easily mixed into a very high position in the sect, and took over the operation of the entire sect, forming his own chamber of commerce and merchant network.

Originally, as long as he ran it well, maybe he would be able to mix it up and become the richest man in the Eastern Continent.

However, this world is not an economic mind can do whatever you want, it is easy to offend the interests of other people by spreading out their own channels to do business on a large scale, and meet some grumpy brothers who are too lazy to talk to you, but they are also high-powered and even outstanding......

Fortunately, the business in the early years was not in vain, relying on the sect of the god of herbs and poisons to continue to supply all kinds of cheap medicines, coupled with mature supply channels, the current Ao Van Kent is still mixing quite well, and there are large sums of money every day. Of all the potions, the 'Life Mixture', which can heal pain, and the 'Energy Elixir', which can clear the mind and restore the spirit, are the best.

It's just that in the past two days, Ao Van Kent found that his medicine seemed to be a little unsalable.

Seeing that the hen that laid the golden eggs was constipated, he naturally couldn't be indifferent, and he had already asked Lancaster's best mercenaries to help him investigate the matter.

Two days passed in a flash, and on this day, Ao Van Kent was yawning in the store, but the doorbell suddenly rang.

He looked up and saw that the door had opened and was opened by a rickety young man dressed in a thick black leather coat and wearing a ratskin felt hat on his head.

"Raon, do you have an eye on what you are investigating?" Ao Van Kent's eyes lit up and he asked the other party.

While dusting off the snowflakes on his body, the mercenary young man habitually smiled and said, "That's natural, otherwise I wouldn't have the face to come to you, Mr. Manega!" ”

Then the young man straightened his face, sat down on the chair prepared for the guests in Ao Van Kent's store, and said with a big grin: "According to my investigation during this time, there are two kinds of potions with similar effects to your two potions in the market, and they are sold cheaper than yours, and they quickly seize your original market. ”

As he spoke, he took out two small bottles from his black leather coat, which contained two potions, one red and one blue, and if he looked closely, he could see that fine bubbles were constantly bubbling in the potion.

"Well, that's it." A young mercenary named Raon said, "The red one is called the 'One-Time Single Micro Tactical Healing Potion', or Coca-Cola for short, which is equivalent to a life concoction that can heal a certain amount of pain in a matter of seconds, but is ineffective against curses, diseases, and poisons. The blue one is called the 'Consumable Single Mini Mental Recovery Potion', or Pepsi for short, which is equivalent to an energy potion, but it is not very useful for ordinary people, but it is very popular with those magicians. ”

“…… Why do I always feel that the full name doesn't match a single word? Ao Van Kent muttered.

"Well, it seems like someone who sells this potion is saying, 'That's what the item description is.......'" I don't know exactly why. The mercenary youth replied.

"Hmph, grandstanding."

Having said that, Ao Van Kent still had a slight concept in his heart: no wonder the Chongbai Church that sold holy water did not react to this matter, because the effect of this potion was too limited, even worse than the life mixture, and naturally it would not impact the high-end market of holy water; As for the blue potion, it is normal for the mage to be sought after, originally ordinary people did not have much demand for energy potion, and only magicians who spent money and spenders would purchase this potion in large quantities.

Ao Van Kent took the potion and put it on the cupboard, then found his crystal glasses and put them on, and then looked at it carefully.

As a high-ranking believer in the god of herbs and poisons, who is only one step away from the archbishop, he himself has the ability to probe the materials of potions, and the monocle sandwiched between the bridge of his nose and his eye sockets is also a prop for amplifying the divine art.

Strangely, no matter how he used magic on these two vials, the conclusions he came to were very strange.

The feedback for the red flask is 'Medison Grass, Honey, Water', and the blue flask is 'Mana Flower, Honey, Water'.

Madison grass and Mana Flower, Ao Van Kent, do know.

Madison grass is a kind of herb with hemostatic and analgesic effects, which belongs to the most basic herbalistic knowledge, and most medical medicines have this kind of herb; Mana flowers, on the other hand, are similar to peppermint and are slightly helpful for uplifting the mind and improving the efficiency of meditation.

Not to mention honey and water.

But when these things are combined, they are just ordinary honey blister herbs, and they can't become potions with special abilities......

"How much do these two potions cost?"

In the end, he could only take off his glasses and ask the mercenary youth.

"Both potions are 150 lien a bottle." Laon replied.

"It's not much cheaper," Ao Van Kent muttered with a frown, "How can so many people buy it......"

According to the consumption habits of ordinary people, when the price and quality of two goods are not much different, they generally choose to buy the one they often use. Therefore, theoretically, it is impossible for this drug to squeeze out its own market share so quickly.

"Because ......" The mercenary youth seemed to feel a little nervous, and he whispered, "It is said that this is delicious." ”

"Delicious?"

Ao Van Kent frowned, opened the blue potion in it, first leaned over and smelled it, but after not smelling any strange smell, he simply poured it down in one go, and then gave a long hiccup.

Combined with the original refreshing effect of the blue potion, Ao Van Kent had a happy expression and a 'cool!' 'Look.

But then his face suddenly turned ugly.

The taste and texture of this medicine is great, and the effect is also good, no wonder it will take a toll on its own market. And it's hard to imitate it on your side, although the taste can be simulated with other herbs, but the refreshing taste of that bubble is difficult to reproduce, and even if you really do it, the estimated cost will skyrocket.

You must know that now the other party is selling cheaper than yourself, and if the price increases for the sake of taste, there is no doubt that you are abandoning the basics and killing yourself.

This can't go on like this!

Thinking of this, Ao Van Kent beckoned to the mercenary youth: "I have a new job to entrust to you......"