"Where the blood-drinking grass grows, there must be red leaf tea. The reason for this, please listen to me and tell me slowly." Lan Yao cleared his throat.

"Occasionally, a kind of larvae of a toxic moth grows on the red leaf tea. They make a living by gnawing on the tender leaves of the red leaf tea. The top tea leaves of the red leaf tea are made of tender leaves, so this toxic moth larvae is also the object of serious prevention and control by people."

"However, the larvae of the toxic moth is the parasitic host of the spores of the toxic moth. The spores of the toxic moth will flutter in the wind. If the toxic moth larvae have wounds on the body or the humidity is too high, they will be parasitized by the spores. The parasitic larvae will soon paralyze the nerves and fall into the soil, and the spores can germinate with the acidic conditions of the body fluids of the toxic moth larvae."

"After sprouting, the blood-drinking grass will first absorb all the nutrients of the entire larvae, and then the roots will be rooted in the soil little by little before they can grow."

"Hey? If that's the case, have people already planted blood-drinking grass manually?" Ye Tianchen couldn't help asking. He thought to himself that this herb that actually appeared in the secret technique of holy artifact transformation is of great value, and it must be the target of people's rush to plant it.

"Not." Lan Yao shook his head unexpectedly, "The medicinal effect of blood-drinking herb is very unique. I heard from the poisonous mother-in-law that usually only poisoners may use blood-drinking herbs when they refine strange poisons. Otherwise, generally speaking, blood-drinking herbs are the same as weeds, and there is no usefulness to people."

Ye Tianchen's face turned dark: Since it is the herb used by the poisoner to refine highly toxic, why do you also use this secret technique of sacred artifact transformation? But don't poison yourself to death while practicing.

"So, we can basically not buy this blood-drinking herb?" Ye Tianchen sighed.

"Not it, although it's useless, Hong Tiexing is the place where blood-drinking grass is produced after all, and it should be sold in ordinary medicinal materials stores."

"That's right, then we'll go out and take a look later."

Ye Tianchen was just talking, and the waiter ran back with a smile and handed Ye Tianchen the door card and a tourist map with both hands.

"Customer, this is your door card. Swipe the card to open the door. The tourist map is a small gift. Please follow me upstairs and I will take you to find your room."

"Let's go!" Ye Tianchen drank the cup of red leaf tea in one sip.

Ye Tianchen's room was indeed the room at the end of the aisle. Not only was the scenery outside the window pleasant, but it was also the room at the end, and the size was more than that of the ordinary room. Ye Tianchen was very satisfied and gave the waiter a silver coin.

Most people only give tips for more than a dozen copper coins, but Ye Tianchen just lets out silver coins, which is a hundred times more expensive than copper coins. The waiter has already looked up at Ye Tianchen with a smile on his face and tears in his eyes. He is grateful to God for having such a generous customer.

"Then I won't disturb you to rest by the guest." The waiter politely left, and suddenly remembered when closing the door: "Oh, by the way, we also provide special services late at night. If the guest needs it, you can shake the bell, just behind the door, this red rope..."

"Yeah, I understand." Ye Tianchen waved.

The waiter quickly left and closed the door.

"Big brother, what is the special service?" Lan Yao tilted his head and looked at Ye Tianchen with big watery eyes.

"Special service is something that little kids like you shouldn't know. Keep going to bed quickly!" Ye Tianchen stretched out his soul and twisted the blue demon's face.

Lan Yao pouted: "I'm no longer a child! I don't want to go to bed so early! Didn't you just say you wanted to buy blood-drinking grass?"

"Oh, I almost forgot if you didn't say it." Ye Tianchen patted his head, "Sure enough, people are old, they are easy to forget things. I can actually forget such important things."

Lan Yao pouted with pride and smiled proudly.

Ye Tianchen swaggered out, asked the waiter about the location of the medicine shop, and then walked out by himself.

"Welcome, guests, what medicinal materials to buy?"

The uncle in the medicine shop had a stubble face and was wearing a snow-white coat. The girl next to him was holding abacus to settle the accounts.

"Oh, I'll buy blood-drinking grass." After Ye Tianchen walked into the door, there was a smell of medicine on his face, which made his mouth feel bitter. He looked around and found that the medicine shop was actually clean and neat.

"Drinking blood grass?" Uncle Huwu looked up and down at Ye Tianchen: "Is the guest a poisoner?"

"Dad, you're talking nonsense again - he doesn't have a smell of medicine on his body, and it's obviously impossible to be a poisoner, nor a pharmacist." The girl who settled the accounts raised her head at this time, and Ye Tianchen noticed a small beauty mole on the corner of her mouth.

"The little sister is right. I am indeed not a poison master or a pharmacist. I am a weapon refiner." Ye Tianchen smiled slightly.

The uncle was slightly stunned.

The girl curled her lips: "Brave, I see that your eyes do not have the red silks of a weapon refiner. I'm afraid you are not considered a weapon refiner, but just an apprentice?"

"Fang'er!"

The uncle stubborn looked straight and glared at the girl.

Fang'er curled her lips, picked up the account book and went into the back room.

"Don't be as good as a guest as a girl, it's all my fault for spoiling her." Uncle Hu smiled. After all, the blood-drinking grass is very valuable! Even drug experts rarely come to buy it.

He only left a drawer of blood-drinking grass in the store based on his complete variety. Otherwise, the slow-selling thing like blood-drinking grass will have too little demand, and ordinary stores will not buy goods at all.

"It's okay." Ye Tianchen looked around and turned around and said, "Drinking Blood Grass, don't know how to sell it?"

"Although this blood-drinking grass comes from our Red Iron Star, its output has been getting smaller and smaller in recent years, and we only purchase ten pieces every year."

"Ten grams!?" Ye Tianchen's eyes almost popped out, stretched his neck, and he was too high: "Boss, you only bought 10 grams of this blood-drinking grass. Wouldn't you be out of stock?"

Uncle Hubu Smile Smile: "The customer doesn't know that although this blood-drinking grass is expensive, it can't be sold. The demand is too small."

“Then why not cut the price?”

"This..." Uncle Hu stubble scratched his head: "I don't understand the reason behind this. Anyway, other people are very expensive when they sell it, and no one has ever sold it at a lower price."

"Oh, Dad, you are so stupid - every time the blood-drinking grass grows, the red leaf tea within a radius of ten miles will die, and all the spiritual energy is sucked away by the blood-drinking grass. You can calculate the price of the red leaf tea. If you add up within a radius of ten miles, the price will be concentrated on the blood-drinking grass. Is it not expensive?" Fang'er suddenly poked her head out from behind the door, and said to the stubble uncle with great stare, and then disappeared again.

Uncle Hubuqi smiled embarrassedly, "My daughter seems to make some sense, maybe that's the case."

Ye Tianchen's brows pounded. He heard that it was expensive just now, but he didn't take it seriously. He thought that it would be expensive, but after hearing this, he thought that the blood-drinking herb might really have to "drink" his blood.

Uncle Hubushi seemed to understand Ye Tianchen's thoughts and laughed: "Don't worry about customers. Although it is expensive to drink blood grass, it is definitely not the price of red leaf tea within a radius of ten miles - if it is really expensive, my small shop will not be able to afford the goods at all!"

"That's right." Ye Tianchen wiped the sweat beads on his forehead.

"I wonder how much blood-drinking grass the guests need?" asked Uncle Hubu.

Ye Tianchen thought to himself that the first stage of the sacred artifact transformation technique stated that you need to drink two grams of blood grass, so it is best to buy more to prevent failure, so you don’t have to come and buy again.

"I'll buy six grams."

"Six...six grams!" The stubborn uncle's legs and feet became weak, and he almost dropped the drawer of the blood-drinking grass to the ground. "Customer, do you really need so much?"

"What are you doing? If you buy too much, you won't sell it?"

"No, no, of course, sell it, of course!"

"Hmph, Kaizi came out of nowhere..." Fang'er muttered softly from behind the door, but the words were full of anger.

"This blood-drinking grass is a new product this year. The aged ones were recycled at a low price by the recycling merchant. Look at the color and texture, it is indeed a new product this year." Uncle Huwu carefully took out a blood-drinking grass and handed Ye Tianchen a pair of gloves. After he asked him to bring the gloves, he handed the blood-drinking grass to Ye Tianchen.

"Well..." Ye Tianchen pretended to understand if he didn't understand. He looked up and down, left and right, pretended to be a ghost, pinched his chin and nodded, "It seems that it's okay."

"Why do the customer feel satisfied with this quality?"

"It's OK. How do you calculate the price?"

A hint of embarrassment flashed across the face of the uncle. He was actually unwilling to say the price, for fear of scaring people away. After all, this thing is too expensive. If it weren't for some reason, he would have long since wanted to purchase the goods. After all, he couldn't sell it every year, and basically he lost a stable amount of money every year on this blood-drinking grass.

"This... the original market price was 10,000 yuan per gram, but since the customer bought six grams, he would give you a 10% discount!"

Uncle Hubu was embarrassed, but he still forced a smile. He thought to himself: Even if Ye Tianchen didn't buy it after hearing the price, it would be reasonable.

Unexpectedly, Ye Tianchen nodded: "This price..."

He raised his head and stared at the eyes of the stubble uncle: "Uncle, you didn't lie to me, are you?"

"How dare I cheat people on the price of blood-drinking grass? This thing is our specialty of Red Iron Star. You can ask people all over the ground and know the price. If I cheat you, how can I do this business?"

At this time, Fang'er behind the door stuck her head out: "If you can't afford it, don't pretend to be garlic, hum! My dad won't lie."

"Fang'er!"

Uncle Huo reached out to hold Fang'er's mouth.

Fang'er struggled "Wuwuwu" and the uncle Huwu smiled at Ye Tianchen awkwardly and let go of his hand.

"It's okay, it's okay, Tong Yan Wuji." Ye Tianchen waved his hand. "Okay, give me six grams. 54,000 yuan, right?"
Chapter completed!