Lizzie Workshop.
This is the potion workshop run by the Bareare family, specializing in the sale of various healing potions.
However, recently, the workshop's business has not been very good.
Due to the unknown situation deep within the Tove Great Forest, the Adventurer's Guild has not provided accurate information, leading to a significant decrease in the number of Adventurers venturing out.
In addition, the increasingly strict entry checks outside the city gates have made perceptive Adventurers aware of something amiss.
Without injured Adventurers, the demand for healing potions has naturally decreased significantly.
But!
This is not a big deal for Grandmother Lizzie. After selling healing potions for so many years, she has accumulated a considerable amount of wealth.
"Grandmother, is this ratio correct?" Nfirea picked up the mixed herbs in his hand and asked softly.
"Yes."
Grandmother Lizzie nodded expressionlessly.
She was already very satisfied with her grandson's crafting skills; at least, she couldn't have done it at Nfirea's age.
Ding!
The door opened, and the bell hanging on it jingled softly.
A customer!
Nfirea quickly and carefully put down the herbs in his hand and got up to look towards the door.
A figure wearing a robe similar to a Priest Robe entered the workshop. The modified Priest Robe did not appear bulky at all; instead, the waist constriction made the whole person look somewhat upright.
The first moment he saw this figure.
Nfirea felt that the person should be gentle.
For most people, clothing is the easiest way to judge a person.
But! When he saw the black hair, Nfirea visibly paused and couldn't help but take a closer look.
It was quite rude to do this to a customer.
However, Nfirea couldn't help it because Tang Zheng's appearance at this moment was completely different from when he first met Tang Zheng.
If it weren't for that signature black hair, he might not have recognized him immediately.
If Tang Zheng had given Nfirea the impression of a somewhat mysterious and simple Adventurer, he was now an elegant and gentle noble.
Not only was there a change in clothing, but the whole person's temperament was also noticeably different, which Nfirea couldn't describe for a moment.
"Long time no see, Nfirea."
Seeing Nfirea standing there in a daze, looking him up and down, Tang Zheng waved at him and spoke familiarly.
"You've struck it rich, Tang!" Nfirea blurted out after a moment.
"Indeed, I made a small fortune." Tang Zheng chuckled inwardly and said with a smile.
A happy expression appeared on Nfirea's face, and he quickly walked forward, "I thought you had already left E-Rantel, Tang, after so long."
Step! Nfirea's footsteps suddenly stopped as he saw the Small Evil Spirit Dog poking its head out from behind Tang Zheng.
At the same time, a faint, aged voice came, "Evil Spirit Dog, it seems you've been to the Tove Great Forest."
"Lady Bareare, long time no see."
Tang Zheng looked up at Grandmother Lizzie, who was sitting behind the counter, propping her chin with one hand and holding something like a pipe in the other, puffing out white smoke.
"Is it dangerous, Tang?" Nfirea's expression suddenly became tense as he looked at Tang Zheng.
This sentence sounded like he was worried about him.
However, Tang Zheng, who had spent some time with Nfirea, knew that Nfirea was not worried about him but was asking if it would be dangerous for him to bring an Evil Spirit Dog.
"I accidentally found it on the outskirts of the forest, and it's quite affectionate towards me." Tang Zheng said softly, which was a disguised answer to both of their questions.
Grandmother Lizzie took the pipe out of her mouth, turned her head, and looked at Nfirea: "Nfirea, go to the back and calculate the number of healing potions that are starting to deteriorate."
Hearing this.
Nfirea scratched his short golden hair, gave Tang Zheng an apologetic eyebrow raise, and quickly said, "Got it, Grandmother."
After speaking, he walked away towards the back with some reluctance.
As Nfirea's footsteps faded away.
"Your trouble is resolved?" Grandmother Lizzie re-examined Tang Zheng and suddenly spoke.
This unexpected question caught Tang Zheng off guard, but he quickly realized that Grandmother Lizzie must have pieced together some things based on the changes in him.
"Not yet, but I have some ideas," Tang Zheng said.
"That's good."
Grandmother Lizzie nodded, took out a familiar potion from under the counter, and placed it on the counter. "This Alchemy potion was made by you, right?"
"No wonder you and Nfirea were discussing herbs and Alchemy. I didn't expect you to be hiding such Alchemy techniques."
Isn't this the Alchemy potion he gave to Bello Rui Master? Seeing Tang Zheng's stunned expression, Grandmother Lizzie looked as if she was used to it. "There are no secrets in E-Rantel. If there are, it's just that no one wants to investigate."
Heh! Khajiit of Zuranon has been hiding here for so long without being discovered. If the Bone King hadn't taken action, E-Rantel would probably have been razed to the ground by two Bone Dragons.
And Nfirea was captured and rescued with the Bone King's help, even at the cost of his entire fortune.
Tang Zheng couldn't help but complain in his heart when he heard Grandmother Lizzie's somewhat arrogant words, but his expression remained unchanged.
"With such skills, you shouldn't be here to buy potions, right?"
"I want to sell some herbs."
"I can buy them at the highest price, but before that," Grandmother Lizzie paused, pushed the Alchemy potion forward, and looked at Tang Zheng with a fiery gaze. "I hope to spend money to buy the manufacturing technique for the Alchemy solution."
"A price of two thousand Gold Coins?"
"If you think it's not enough, you can name a price."
Grandmother Lizzie leaned forward, her wrinkled face showing excitement.
This Alchemy technique, completely different from what she knew, had been tormenting her for some time, and she couldn't figure out how it was made.
So that's how it is.
No wonder he noticed that Grandmother Lizzie's eyes were a little strange when he entered.
A price of two thousand Gold Coins! To be honest, Tang Zheng was a little tempted, but he knew very well that Grandmother Lizzie would never be able to learn this technique.
Because it relied on the passive skill of the Magic Swordsman class and the Alchemist's level 10.
Seeing that Tang Zheng didn't speak.
Grandmother Lizzie thought the condition was too low and was about to offer a higher price.
"Do you have materials?" Tang Zheng asked directly.
Grandmother Lizzie showed a surprised expression and nodded quickly, turning and leaving towards the back of the hall.
After a short while.
Grandmother Lizzie came out with several complete Hanging Spider corpses, followed by Nfirea, who was holding a pile of exquisite equipment and looking confused.
Nfirea looked at Tang Zheng, not speaking, but clearly asking what was going on.
"Put things down and hurry up with your work," Grandmother Lizzie patted Nfirea's head.
"Okay."
Nfirea could only respond and leave, turning back every few steps.
"What else do you need? Just ask," Grandmother Lizzie said excitedly.
"No need, this is enough," Tang Zheng waved his hand, looked at the several Hanging Spiders, and his eyes flashed.
As a former opponent, he knew how troublesome these Hanging Spiders were, and she was able to preserve the corpses so well.
"A Hanging Spider's Poison Sac."
Tang Zheng had just opened his mouth.
Grandmother Lizzie had already skillfully removed a Poison Sac, not minding being Tang Zheng's assistant at all.
Under Grandmother Lizzie's earnest gaze.
Tang Zheng picked up the Poison Sac, threw it into a container of ordinary water, and casually activated Alchemy. In just two or three breaths, the Poison Sac had completely dissolved into the water. Immediately afterward, a large number of impurities in the solution rapidly disappeared at an incredible speed.
With a flash of blue light.
A clear and bright blue alchemical potion appeared.
"Done."
Tang Zheng casually tossed it over.
Grandmother Lizzie caught it somewhatflusteredly, her eyes filled with bewilderment, but she still subconsciously cast the magic of Item Appraisal.
Silence.
"Ahem, can you make another one?" Grandmother Lizzie looked up at Tang Zheng, her voice much softer.
Tang Zheng casually made another bottle.
Grandmother Lizzie was completely silent this time. She saw very clearly that Tang Zheng didn't use any special techniques or unimaginable skills at all.
It was completely the process of making ordinary, low-quality alchemical solutions.
She didn't understand!
But at least one thing was certain, and that was that this kid named Tang had reached a very high level of understanding of Alchemy.
Grandmother Lizzie had always thought her grandson was a Genius, but now, compared to him, she realized that the one in front of her was the real Genius!
After a long silence.
Grandmother Lizzie raised her head again, a stiff smile squeezed out on her wrinkled cheeks: "Let's talk about the herbs."
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