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Chapter 70 You can't do it, but it doesn't mean I can't do it either

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    When the clerk heard this kind of thing, he almost turned his nose out of anger!

    What did this kid say?

    Actually said that the medicinal materials in their store are too bad?

    "Have you seen these herbs? The little money in your pocket is not even enough to buy a root of a ginseng!"

    Lin Fan didn't speak, and quietly took out a small cloth bag from the square inch ring.

    "What is this?" the clerk asked.

    Lin Fan replied: "Money."

    The clerk suddenly became a little nervous.

    money?

    There is such a big bag for money?  This is really a bit unexpected.

    But after thinking about it, he understood.

    "Don't think that if you bring a bag of copper coins, you can show off in our shop. Our shop is a shop that provides medicinal materials to Xianzong. Which medicinal materials are not worth more than ten taels of silver?"

    Even the worst medicinal materials cost more than ten taels of silver.

    Moreover, alchemy requires too many herbs, even the worst pills cost hundreds of taels of silver.

    This is the consumption of a monk, a pill can make an ordinary person live a lifetime.

    Lin Fan explained: "It's silver inside."

    "Silver?" The clerk was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Even if it's silver, it's just a few dozen taels of silver."

    "Okay, just take a look on the first floor, get some herbs you need, and get out of here."

    He has a bad attitude.

    Lin Fan sighed and said, "You might as well open it first."

    "So what if you open it?" The clerk sneered and said, "With your poor appearance, is it possible, how much money do you have?"

    He snorted coldly and picked up the cloth bag.

    The cloth bag is very light.

    He sneered: "I thought how much money you have, so light, I'm afraid you are kidding me!"

    It's too light, less than three taels at most!

    Then, he opened the small cloth bag.

    The next moment he was dumbfounded, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

    He thought he saw something wrong and rubbed his eyes, but when he looked again, the result was the same as before.

    What was inside turned out to be bank notes!

    There is no mistake, it is a silver ticket!

    "How can it be!"

    He exclaimed.

    This young man looks like a poor scholar, but there are so many banknotes in it, which may add up to tens of thousands!

    There is also a bank note of one thousand taels of silver, he naturally knows this denomination, because they have seen it when they traded with monks.

    Who would have thought that such a brat would have so much money!

    He is just a clerk in this store, and he is usually not qualified to receive such big customers, so his face has completely changed at this time, and he put on a smiling face, as if he was treating his ancestors.

    "If you are not satisfied with the herbs here, you can go to the second floor, where there are better herbs." He said with a smile.

    Lin Fan did not speak, picked up his purse, and went up to the second floor.

    He has 50,000 taels of silver on him, and this time he may spend about 10,000 taels of herbal medicine.

    On the second floor, there is only a middle-aged man sitting here, who seems to be snoring, and there are no herbs on the side.

    The clerk said: "Sir, you can talk to him, he is the person in charge here."

    This middle-aged man is their master here. He has been engaged in this industry for many years. Even if he is not a monk or an alchemist, his eyesight is very ruthless. Once you buy medicine, he will know what kind of pill you are refining.  medicine.

    Lin Fan nodded, thanked the clerk, then stepped forward and woke up the middle-aged man.

    The middle-aged man's eyes were half-opened, with a look of impatience inside.

    Lin Fan didn't say much, and took out a piece of paper with a list of herbs he needed.

    The middle-aged man took a look, and his eyes suddenly widened.

    These herbal medicines above are all precious herbs, and the young man bought a large amount of herbal medicines, adding up to tens of thousands of taels of silver.

    He looked at Lin Fan carefully. This young man was definitely coming to him for the first time.

    He asked indifferently: "Who asked you to come?"

    "I did it myself." Lin Lin?? Answer.

    He frowned, a little displeased, and said angrily: "You are talking nonsense!"

    "The herbal medicines you want to buy are all second-grade herbal medicines, and you still have to buy so many. If someone asked you to buy them, what would you do with them?"

    Because Lin Fan bought too many herbs, only a few immortal sects would come to purchase such a large amount of herbs.

    Lin Fan said that he came by himself, this middle-aged man would not believe it at all.

    "Alchemy." Lin Fan said.

    He was furious, "You kid, you are talking nonsense, you can make alchemy?"

    He stood up and looked at Lin Fan with a kind of arrogance.

    Although he is not an alchemist, he has also come into contact with many alchemists. After dealing with those alchemists for a long time, he knows that alchemy is a technical job.

    It takes a lot of time to soak in it before you can embark on alchemy.

    Tianyu Sect is a sect that is good at alchemy, so there are a total of 600 people in Tianyu Sect, including alchemy apprentices, there are only about 50 people.

    Suddenly a young boy came and said he wanted to make alchemy?

    This is simply laughing out loud.

    "Do you know what absurd things you are talking about?" The middle-aged man said indifferently: "With your appearance, you still want to make alchemy? Among the alchemists I have met, which one is not divinely powerful and has eagle eyes?"

    The face needs to control the fire, and the control of the fire requires a strong soul, so the soul of an alchemist is stronger than that of an ordinary monk.

    It can even be said that they major in the soul.

    Lin Fan looked energetic, but he was far from the vigor of those alchemists.

    "Even I, the old man, tried to learn alchemy but didn't succeed. Why do you say you can do alchemy?" He looked contemptuous.

    Lin Fan just smiled at this, and said: "You just need to give me the herbs. If you can't, it doesn't mean I can't either. I can make alchemy."

    Lin Fan's words were empty, and the middle-aged man's face was deformed.

    "Get out of here! Get out now! If you don't get out, I'll do it!"

    Lin Fan shrugged and did not speak.

    At that time, another person came up from the first floor, and he asked while walking.

    "Old Wen, what happened? Why did you get so angry?"

    While speaking, the man had already come to the second floor.

    The middle-aged man went up to meet him, and said with an apologetic smile: "It turns out that Xu Xianshi is here! Don't blame me for getting angry. Today, a young boy came and wanted to buy herbal medicine for ten thousand taels of silver."

    Immortal Master Xu was surprised and asked, "So many herbs? Could it be that he was the founder of the Mountain Sect?"

    "He came by himself and said he wanted to make alchemy." The middle-aged man shook his head and explained.

    This made Xu Xianshi a little unhappy.

    "I don't believe it. Whoever can use so many herbs for alchemy must be a liar! Let me meet him, and I will teach him a lesson!"

    The middle-aged man nodded and led him to Lin Fan.

    "It's this boy." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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