C190 There Was Still One Hundred Year Blood Lotus Left
C190 There Was Still One Hundred Year Blood Lotus Left
Meng Dan looked at Chen Feng with a serious expression.
"According to the insider information, there are a few herbs that you need in this auction."
"Which ones?"
"[There is a 30-year-old Purple Flame Grass, a 40-year-old Heavenly Heart Grass, and an unknown 100-year-old old medicine.]"
Chen Feng nodded slightly. Purple Flame Grass and Heavenly Heart Grass were spiritual herbs that only Cultivator could use.
Because they were too rare, their uses were not very broad. Most ordinary doctors did not recognize them, and would only treat them as weeds.
And the Essence Return Pill that he wanted to refine required these two types of spirit herbs.
Thirty years and forty years were enough.
Indeed, the probability of buying the required medicinal herbs at the Cultivator auction increased greatly.
"Master Chen, how many medicinal herbs do you still need?" Xing Hong suddenly asked. Meng Dan also looked at Chen Feng curiously.
Chen Feng calculated and frowned slightly.
"These few days, both you and the Lin Family have sent over some medicinal herbs. We are still short of one main ingredient."
"However, this main ingredient is the most important."
There was a difference between the main ingredient and the supplementary ingredient when it came to concocting pills.
The medicinal strength of the main ingredient was often far stronger than the supplementary ingredient, and was the core of the pill.
When a few medicinal pills were consumed, they also required special medicinal catalyst. This type of medicinal catalyst was usually very precious as well.
"Then what is the main medicine like this?"
Meng Dan and Xing Hong both frowned.
In Chen Feng's list, he only wrote down which ingredients were needed, but he did not write down which were the main ingredients and which were the supplementary ingredients.
"Blood Lotus, at least a hundred years old."
Hearing Chen Feng's words, Meng Dan and Xing Hong could not help but look at each other in dismay.
Blood Lotus was already extremely rare, but it still needed a hundred years old blood lotus. It was naturally extremely difficult to find one.
"Master Chen, perhaps this hundred-year-old herb that appeared this time is the Blood Lotus that you need?"
Meng Dan stroked his beard and smiled gently.
Xing Hong also smiled. "Master Chen, the list of herbs has been spread out. Maybe the seller came with the Blood Lotus this time."
Purple Flame Grass and Heavenly Heart Grass were the medicinal ingredients that Chen Feng needed. They all appeared in this auction.
Someone had obviously brought these two herbs with him so that the rich people who wanted to please Pill Emperor would compete for them and raise the price to the highest.
It was also not impossible for the Hundred Year Blood Lotus to appear again.
"I hope so." Chen Feng nodded slightly.
However, he didn't have much hope.
The value of the Hundred Year Blood Lotus could no longer be measured with money.
It might be better for Pill Emperor to owe him a favor or make some requests.
Of course, it could also be that the seller felt that Pill Emperor's favor could not be compared to the actual benefits.
This was not hard to understand. Although the seller did not want to please Pill Emperor, there were many people in Forest City and the surrounding upper class who wanted to please Pill Emperor.
At this critical moment, if a medicinal herb that Pill Emperor urgently needed suddenly appeared, wouldn't those rich people fight for it?
But now, everything was just a guess.
Chen Feng and the other two were not sure if that hundred-year-old herb was the Hundred Year Blood Lotus or not.
It could only be said that everything was possible.
At this moment, a beautiful waitress brought the Maotai wine over. After opening the bottle and stuffing it, she respectfully poured wine for Chen Feng and the other two.
"It's none of your business. You can leave." Meng Dan waved his hand at the beautiful waitress.
After the waitress left, he raised his glass and looked at Chen Feng with a smile.
"Master Chen, you are still underage, right? It's fine, we are not drunk. This disciple will give you a toast!"
Xing Hong also laughed and said, "Old Meng, you are getting bolder and bolder. If Master Chen does not put on airs, you will not have a proper appearance, right?"
"This is a toast!" Meng Dan glared at him. Seeing that he did not raise his glass, he could not help but snort coldly, "What, you dare to be disrespectful?"