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Chapter 21 Shabby
The house for storing medicinal herbs is very large, and the inside is quite neat. There are rows of woven shelves on which various medicinal herbs are placed in categories.
Deep down, there is a slightly smaller room. The herbs inside are different from those outside. They are prepared for the barbarians in the tribe and cannot be entered by ordinary tribesmen.
Even if a mortal doctor comes here, he often needs to have a hand guide from the clan leader or grandpa before he can step into the room that is extremely important to the entire Wushan tribe.
However, these regulations have no effect on Su Ming. Very early on, Grandpa gave Su Ming a special identity. He can enter here at will to facilitate his identification of herbs.
Stepping into this house, Su Ming saw Beiling holding Chen Xin's hand in front of him and walking to the small room filled with precious medicines. Outside the door, there was an old man sitting cross-legged. Wearing leather clothes, he has a thin body, gray hair, and a face full of wrinkles. He had closed his eyes. At this moment, he opened a crack and took the hand guide handed over by Beiling. He glanced at it, his expression did not change at all, and closed it again. On.
Su Ming's steps slowed down slightly. He knew that Beiling didn't want to see him. He did not follow him into the small room in silence. Instead, he walked around the rows of shelves outside. Looking at the many herbs on them, Su Ming was very surprised. It's familiar. He has picked almost every herb here before.
After reading everything, Bei Ling and Chen Xin still hadn't come out. Su Ming hesitated and started to hesitate outside the small room.
"Xiao Lasu, why are you hesitating?" Su Ming was hesitating when an old voice came to his ears. He looked up and saw that it was the old man who was walking cross-legged outside the small room and guarding the place all year round.
"Grandpa Nansong, I'm not Lasu anymore..." Su Ming scratched his head and smiled.
"Remember, the Lasu of your generation has completed Manqi a few months ago. I can no longer call you little Lasu." The old man grinned, with kindness in his eyes.
"Now that you're here, why don't you go in? Don't be afraid, Grandpa Nansong is here to support you! Back then I dared to compete with your grandpa for a woman, so what are you afraid of!" The old man blinked and said with a joking smile.
Su Ming's eyes widened. This was the first time he heard such a thing. After hesitating for a moment, he pushed open the door of the small room with a wry smile and walked in.
It wasn't that he was hesitant about Chen Xin as the old man said, but he felt that he didn't know how to explain to Beiling, who was kind to him. After so many years, he was still as indifferent as ever.
"That's it..." Su Ming sighed to himself. The moment he opened the door of the small room, he saw the majestic figure next to Chen Xin who was selecting herbs. He turned back and glanced at him coldly with a frown.
After Su Ming made eye contact with them, he walked to the shelf on the side and ignored the two of them. Instead, he looked at the herbs for refining Shanling Powder according to his memory.
Chen Xin also saw Su Ming and wanted to say something, but after hesitating for a moment, she did not speak. Gradually, she grew up and understood many things, and even more about her relationship with Beiling. The middle-aged man in her heart The love I had for Su Ming when I was young also gradually weakened.
"Night marrow grass..."
"Thousand-leaf flower..." Su Ming walked slowly in the small room, his eyes scanning over the precious herbs, and finally found the two herbs he needed to refine Shanling Powder.
"It's a pity that there is no last one..." Su Ming was deep in thought and looked at all the herbs in this small room.
At this moment, Chen Xin and Bei Ling had also finished choosing the herbs they needed. After Chen Xin said goodbye to Su Ming, she was pulled by Bei Ling and walked out of the room. Speak calmly.
"Without a barbarian body, these herbs are useless to you! If they are wasted by you, it is better to leave them for other tribesmen, so you can take care of yourself." After saying that, Beiling left with Chen Xin.
Su Ming was silent, looking up at the two people leaving. He did not speak, but after checking the small room again, he took the two herbs he needed and left the small room.
The old man sitting cross-legged at the door did not mind when Su Ming took out the herbs, but looked at Su Ming with interest.
"Grandpa Nansong...it's not what you think..." Su Ming touched his nose.
"What do I think? I didn't talk about the complicated relationship between you and those two little Lasu. I didn't." The old man laughed.
Su Ming's face was slightly red, and he felt a little embarrassed. Suddenly, an idea flashed across his face, and he knelt down and looked at the old man.
"Grandpa Nansong, have you ever seen this kind of herb?" Su Ming said, drawing a pattern of herb on the ground.
The old man smiled, looked down and looked thoughtful, and after a while he slapped his forehead.
"Isn't this Luo Yunye? We don't have this kind of herb in Wushan. It requires a special environment to grow. Among the nearby tribes, only those from the Fengzhen tribe are sold. What do you want it for?"
"I saw it on a leather book from grandpa, but I couldn't find it after searching for a long time in Wushan. It turned out to be like this." Su Ming's face showed surprise.
"Of course not. This is a better cultivation medicine for low-level barbarians in the blood coagulation realm. If the Fengzhen tribe sells it to the outside world, the price is too high. But if you want it, you can ask your grandpa to take you to Fengzhen. There are often trades and sales of various medicinal herbs in the tribe outside the tribe." The old man shook his head and smiled.
Su Ming was moved. After asking a few more questions, he stood up and said goodbye to the old man. He hurriedly left under the playful look in Na Yin's previous scene.
After walking out of the place where the herbal medicine was stored, Su Ming walked through the snow in the tribe with his thoughts on his mind.
"Luo Yunye...I can gather other herbs in Shan Ling San by myself, but this Luo Yunye...Grandpa Nansong said that this product is very expensive... Sigh." Su Ming frowned, touched his body, Except for some stone coins found from Yu Zhi of the Black Mountain Department, there was no other money or anything else.
In the tribe, things are often exchanged for things, and money is rarely needed. But once you leave the tribe, in the outside world, you need stone coins to exchange for what you need.
Stone coins are a kind of coins made of special stones. Only large tribes can cast them. Once they are made privately, they will face the disaster of annihilation by the large tribes controlled in the area.
After searching all over his body, Su Ming only found three stone coins, all of which belonged to the dead Yu Teeth. As for Su Ming himself, there was none at all.
"How can I buy things without money... It would be great if there were a hundred... a thousand stone coins... As for the tribe, I heard my grandpa talk about its approximate location. The tribesmen in the tribe became barbarians. The queens can all go together, it’s not too far from here..." Su Ming smiled bitterly and felt a faint headache.
(End of this chapter)