MTL - Extraordinary Bloodline Integration-v2 Chapter 39 What if there is no medicine for killing monsters? Do him!

This is the periphery of the bazaar. Not to mention shops, there are not even formal stalls. Vendors who sell a large number of strange groceries just spread a piece of animal skin or linen along the side of the road or at the foot of the building wall, and display their wares.

"How do you sell these things?"

Mo Cheng randomly picked up a few vines and some herbs and asked the vendor.

The peddler was wearing shabby burlap clothes, his dry and thin face was covered with crevices like creases, and his deep-set eyes were somewhat cloudy. He is a very common farmer who planes food in the ground, occasionally collects some herbs and fruits in the wild, and sells them in the city on certain days to subsidize his family.

When the peddler saw Mo Cheng squatting down, he immediately showed a flattering, fearful and sincere smile, obviously hoping that Mo Cheng could buy something at his stall.

"Two...two silver lions for a bundle of herbs, purple blood vine for a bundle of fifty copper lions."

The price is very cheap. Of course, this is also related to the uneven quality of the herbs. Mo Cheng picked up a purple blood vine and pierced it with his nails. The purple blood vine that had not been dried immediately leaked a purple-red liquid.

Smear the liquid on the back of your hand, immediately stained with a layer of beautiful purple.

Mo Cheng nodded, that's right, this thing is commonly known as [Blood Medicine Vine] among players.

[Foreign Land] At the beginning of the period, players were in a difficult situation. If they had few skills, they had to pay fees if they wanted to learn them. At the same time, they couldn’t lose money by fighting monsters, so they could only collect and sell them to shops in need.

But no matter how much there is demand, once players sell more, the price given by the store will definitely be lower. But if you don’t sell a shop and do business by yourself, you will be excluded. In the early stage, some players united to sell meat at a low price, and ran out the business of the butcher in the village. In the end, the butcher united with others to drive out those players who ran out of his business. out of the village.

Players at that time had no money, no skills, no equipment, and even wound medicine was a luxury.

[Foreign Land] Once injured, it is not just as simple as deducting the value of the blood bar, bruises, contusions, fractures, blood flow, etc. If the DEBUFF is not resolved, going out is not called going out, it is called courting death. At that time, players generally had no savings to go to the doctor, and injuries could only consume the number of resurrections.

As for the healing potion sold on the market at that time, a small bottle of ten gold coins only had the effect of accelerating the healing of wounds.

Afterwards, some players couldn't stand the gameplay of playing monsters without even guaranteeing wound medicine, and that player happened to be a student of a medical university, so he directly recruited a few buddies of traditional Chinese medicine and western medicine to use cheap medicinal materials from [exotic lands] to configure wounds. medicine.

After poisoning countless players who were brave enough to act as guinea pigs, they finally developed a cheap and beautiful [Healing Ointment], which greatly improved the players' leveling and exploration efficiency.

At the same time, that player also selflessly spread the formula and refining method of the healing ointment for free, so that all players can get the protection of the wound medicine when the start is the most difficult.

Mo Cheng took a closer look at the purple blood vine in his hand. It was about the thickness of an egg. After the formula of the healing ointment was spread, there were no longer such thick purple blood vines in [Foreign Land], and they were all taken by the players. Make ointment.

Wisteria is not very valuable, and because of the bright color of its liquid, it has become a popular eye shadow and lipstick among lower-class women.

Roughly counting the purple blood vines on the stall, there are about a hundred of them, and seeing that there are some auxiliary materials for the healing ointment in the herbs, Mo Cheng took out five silver lions from the wallet given by the mayor of Hesen Town, "I want all of these, but I still have something to buy, can you deliver it to me?"

The peddler nodded quickly. He didn't expect to sell out all the items before noon. Even if he needed to make a special delivery, the time left was enough for him to go out of the city and go home to deal with his own land.

After asking the peddler to deliver the items to Albert's House, Mo Cheng looked for accessories for the healing ointment in the bazaar. They were all very common and cheap things, and enough quantities could be easily found outside the bazaar. Then Mo Cheng went to the pottery store to buy dozens of small pots of spices the size of half a palm, and several large earthen pots for cooking. He also bought an iron pot and two large bundles of wood, and asked them to deliver them together. Albert House to go.

Mo Cheng didn't eat lunch at all, and kept preparing suitable utensils. Finally, when he returned to Albert's house, he was brought over with a group of live chickens and ducks behind him.

Although the Albert House is simple, it is clean and tidy. There is an outdoor toilet made of wood in the corner of the yard, which looks clean and has no peculiar smell.

On the other side of the small courtyard, there is also a small pool. A small wooden bucket is tied to the shelf, and the clear groundwater can be easily lifted from the pool.

Fairhaven is rich in groundwater, which results in some wet seasons when the ground is somewhat wet. As for winter, it is much colder than other regions.

"Master Mo Cheng, a lot of people sent things just now, saying that they were things you bought at the market. I put the medicinal materials on the drying wooden platform in the yard, and the firewood is piled up in the corner of the yard."

Mo Cheng nodded, pointed to the person with the chickens and ducks behind him and said, "Sister Roni, I bought some chickens and ducks, please see where I can put them, and pick out a few by the way for the children and the elderly to make a good meal." for dinner."

"By the way, I'm going to borrow the yard. It's likely that there will be acrid smoke, but it's not harmful to the body."

Loni, who was leading people to the backyard, nodded in agreement, "No problem, but what are you going to do?"

"Make something small."

Mo Cheng first took a few purple blood vines of poor quality from the drying wooden platform, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, then built a pot with stones and put the big iron pot on it.

The actions of the priest who woke up last night naturally attracted the attention of the children. They looked at Mo Cheng from a distance, trying to figure out what he wanted to do.

Mo Cheng looked around, and suddenly waved to one, "Come on, come here. Yes, it's you."

A little girl with chestnut hair pointed to herself, and trotted over after seeing Mo Cheng nodding.

"Can you wash this for me? Just wash the dirt off."

After the little girl took the purple blood vine to clean, Mo Cheng waved to the boys again, "Can you help me get some firewood?"

"And help me get a bucket of clean water to fill this pot..."

After the purple blood vine was washed and the firewood was brought over, the children of the Albert House surrounded Mo Cheng and looked at the stove in puzzlement, "What are you going to do?"

This group of children is young, and it is the time when they are most curious.

"Hush!" Mo Cheng put his fingers lightly in front of his lips, "Keep your voice down, let's do something to surprise your sister Loni."

After lighting the fire to boil the water in the pot, Mo Cheng first cut the purple blood vine into small pieces with a knife, and then threw one or two pieces of purple blood vine into the boiling water every once in a while.

When the whole pot of boiling water turned from purple-red to black-red, Mo Cheng began to stir the soup continuously, and at the same time asked the children around him to help add water or firewood.

And Mo Cheng also added some auxiliary materials to the pot from time to time, and after two full hours of cooking, Mo Cheng repeated the circular movement with his arm for countless times, and finally fished out five tablespoons of purple in different concentrations from the pot. ointment, and add resin to it as a thickener.