In the pharmaceutical trading area in Puko’s, the Pharmacist Guild sold potions at the highest price, but even so, that was only eight gold coins.
Shen Yanxiao, on the other hand, sold her potions for fifteen gold coins, yet there was still a situation where supply fell short of demand, which greatly aroused the doubts of the Pharmacist Guild members.
Dwarves never thought of fighting over customers or anything of the sort. They were just wondering, why would these dwarves pay twice as much for the same potion?
This definitely was not normal.
Compared with that dwarf over there, the booths on this side of the Pharmacist Guild were much more deserted. Although there were some dwarves that kept coming to buy, still—waiting in line for their turn to buy or something, there wasn’t anything like that on this side at all!
According to reason, the pharmacists of the Pharmacist Guild in this bazaar were supposed to be the most popular, but why was it different today?
“This won’t do, I need to see if there’s anyone better than our Pharmacist Guild!” A pharmacist, whose heart was filled with doubt, immediately walked over towards Shen Yanxiao’s booth.
Shen Yanxiao continuously sold her potions; in the end, the number of low-level potions in her storage ring had been sharply reduced. She did not intend to take out any intermediate-level potions to sell. After all, the potions that the dwarves used were all low-level potions, and she didn’t want to be too conspicuous.
But as soon as she thought of the problems of the Alchemist Guild, Shen Yanxiao simply gritted her teeth and in the end, released a few bottles of intermediate-level potions.
These intermediate-level potions were very different from the low-level potions in terms of appearance and smell.
As soon as these bottles of intermediate-level potions were released, the dwarves around them immediately sensed that they were different.
“What kind of potion is this? How come I’ve never seen it before?”
“Recovery potion, 500 per bottle.” Shen Yanxiao tightened her cloak, wrapping herself in it more tightly.
Anyway, she would leave immediately after she had sold out. No dwarf would know who she was.
“Five hundred!”
The price really astonished a group of dwarves.
Unlike alchemy products that could be used all the time, potions were consumables. For such a one-time consumption thing, this price was really not low.
The dwarves, who wanted to continue to buy, immediately became petrified.
Shen Yanxiao did not explain much and merely put on the attitude of waiting for someone willing to take the bait. She did not have the courage to put a knife on her arm again to prove the effect of the potions, because if she dared to do so, Xiu would surely strangle her.
A group of dwarves hesitated, but there were still a few dwarves who were very brave. They had seen how good the low-level potions Shen Yanxiao had been selling, and now she had taken out mysterious potions that were expensive but had never been seen before. A few dwarves with thick wallets, with the mentality of exploring novel potions, bought two bottles.
As soon as they got their hands on the potions, they opened the lid of the bottle, and an herbal fragrance quickly permeated the air; the smell was so strong that it covered all the other scents in the whole bazaar.
The pharmacist, who had just stepped into the crowd, froze at the smell.
The next second, he turned around and went back.
The other pharmacist that was crouching at his booth asked curiously when he saw his companion suddenly coming back with a heavy look on his face.
“What’s the matter? You don’t look so good.”
The pharmacist with an overcast face said, “I’m going back to the guild now.”
“Ah? Didn’t you just get here?”
“I probably found the owner of that mysterious potion!” The pharmacist squinted his eyes. The smell he had caught just now was too familiar; he couldn’t possibly forget it!
