"Mr. Chen, you're here."

The door to Drew's house creaked open, and the gray-haired butler stepped out with a smile of impeccable politeness.

"Hello, I would like to see Mr. Drew." Chen Yi said.

"Okay, please come with me." The butler led him into the house.

Soon, Chen Yi met Drew.

"Sit." Drew still sat in the same position, with a grinding tool at hand, carefully grinding a sun-dried plant into powder.

"Thank you for the tea you sent last time, I love it."

"That's great." Chen Yi said.

"This is bitter coria, which I planted with my own hands when I was young, and it has been growing for more than 50 years. This is the last thing I have in stock. Drew said, pouring the ground powder into the cup, lifting the kettle, and pouring hot water.

Soon, a fresh fragrance wafted in.

Chen Yi heard that it was bitter coria grass, and couldn't help but take a few more looks.

According to the Book of Oliver, bitter coria is a fairly common plant, but once it has grown for more than ten years, it has an additional medicinal effect, which can be used to refresh the mind and clear the mind.

Of course, this is only useful for ordinary people, and for knights and wizards, there is almost no effect.

Only if the year is more than fifty years old can it work on knights and wizards.

However, as an herbaceous plant, it is not easy to extend its growth cycle to more than ten years. Not to mention fifty years.

It can be said that this is a very cost-effective thing.

Even if you become a third-order wizard apprentice, it is difficult to live more than a hundred years. It is only after becoming an official wizard that the lifespan increases significantly. But at that time, even a hundred years of bitter grass will not play a role.

Therefore, this can be seen as a luxury item that shows some kind of heritage, and only those families who have been inherited for many years will have the time to grow this kind of thing.

At least in Chen Yi's case, he wouldn't bother with it. After all, it comes from a fast-paced society, fifty years, that's half a century, and God knows what kind of earth-shaking changes will happen.

"Please."

Drew waited a moment before speaking.

Chen Yi picked up the cup and took a sip, feeling a bitter taste spreading in his mouth. It was even more bitter than the Chinese medicine he had taken before.

"Haha." Drew laughed when he saw his pause, picked up the cup in front of him, and drank it down.

"What is the matter with you coming to me?"

After drinking the bitter grass, Drew finally got down to business.

Chen Yi said, "I want some Heart-Eater. ”

Drew's eyebrows raised, with a little surprise in his eyes, and said, "Potter City is a place with rules, even if it is a wizard apprentice, you are not allowed to harm the residents of Potter City, especially the nobles. ”

Chen Yi nodded, "I know that I have other uses, and I will never use them on the residents of Potter City. ”

"Okay, when you're leaving, come and I'll pick it up." Drew didn't ask about the use, and although the Hearteater was relatively rare, it wasn't too precious.

"Thank you." After Chen Yi finished speaking, he stood up and went to the library.

Three hours later, he came over, picked up a bag of plants, and took his leave.

…………

Chen Yi appeared in a small forest, and the first thing he did was to open the cloth bag in his hand, and he was relieved to see that the plants inside were still there.

It's a park, right near his home.

He has to shuttle back and forth between the two worlds every day, and after Fu Wanzhen moved in, the shuttle location was not suitable for being at home, otherwise, it would be easy to be bumped into. In the end, I found this place, there are not many people in normal times, and there are trees to cover the traces, which is very convenient.

He walked out of the grove and headed home.

When I got home, Fu Wanzhen had already returned and was cleaning.

He said, "You just need to find someone from a housekeeping company to do these jobs." ”

"I like to do housework." She came over and helped him take off his coat.

"I made an appointment in the evening and didn't eat at home. If you don't want to do it, go out and eat. ”

"It's okay, I just called Xiaoyue over, she's bored by herself."

"It's fine. Also, I may come back late in the evening, so I don't have to wait for me. ”

"Got it."

Chen Yi took a shower, changed his clothes, and went out. He didn't drive, he walked over and it was at a restaurant not far from the neighborhood.

"Mr. Chen, right, Jiuyang."

In the box on the second floor, a short and fat middle-aged man was already waiting there, and when he saw him come in, he stood up and said enthusiastically, "My surname is Zhou, you can just call me Lao Zhou." ”

Chen Yi nodded slightly, sat down directly on the chair opposite him, glanced at the time, it was exactly seven o'clock, and asked, "Who are you doing for this?" ”

"Of course it's for the boss." Lao Zhou said with a smile, two seconds later, under Chen Yi's gaze, he couldn't laugh a little, coughed lightly, and said a little uncomfortably, "Your boss's energy, have you seen it, now, can you talk about cooperation?" ”

Chen Yi's face didn't fluctuate and asked, "Who is your boss?" ”

"You don't care about that." Lao Zhou unconsciously loosened his tie, and his expression was a little anxious, "You ......"

"Again, I never ask a second time."

Chen Yi's eyes were filled with a hint of coldness.

Cold sweat slipped from Lao Zhou's forehead, "I...... I ......"

"I" a few times, but he still couldn't say a word.

His inhalation became heavier and heavier, and his body trembled like chaff.

After a few seconds, his face turned pale, he couldn't take it anymore, and shouted, "Shi...... Swende, my boss is Swende. With that, he pressed his hand on the table and gasped for breath.

Chen Yi picked up the phone and called Wang Yangjie, "Do you know a person named Shi Wende?" ”

After about a dozen seconds, he hung up the phone, his eyes thoughtful.

"You can't afford to mess with his ......," Lao Zhou's somewhat weak voice came.

Chen Yi showed a smile on his face and said, "Call him, just say, I agreed." You're going to have to talk to him. ”

Lao Zhou's face changed, and he said in a trembling voice, "You...... What do you want? ”

"I want to advise him not to get into trouble," he said. ”

"You, you're looking for death, you know?" Lao Zhou's face was swollen and red, and this sentence was almost roaring.

"If a man wants to die, who can stop him?"

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