In the space of Shennongjiao, a ball of light hangs in the sky about 30 meters high, emitting golden light.

Romon was in it. Although he had been here countless times, he still felt incredible.

"Small rice grass." He shouted to the void.

So the information of the fine rice grass emerged. This is a herb on the earth. Because it has the effect of treating snake injuries in the wild, Romon planted some. Looking at the information of this herb, the contents in it were different from those seen on the earth before. This is probably caused by the different rules of the two worlds, but fortunately, this is still an effective snake medicine.

Romon took out a plant that had already dried in the shade from the space. In the space of Shennongjiao, there was a small piece that seemed to be specially prepared for storing plants. Some herbs were placed in it and they would remain in the state when they were placed. Then he withdrew from Shennongjiao.

Back in the small room Sackville provided for the apprentices, Romon looked at the grey grass in his palm and smiled on his face.

The magic lamp emitted a very faint white light, which only illuminated about one meter around it.

Romon dragged out a small wooden box from under the bed, which contained a set of common tools for pharmacists to repair herbs. The grinding bowl can also be used for juice. A knife is used for cutting, a guillotine is a convenient batch cutting tool. Scissors can be used to pick up the tenderest leaf buds, and can be used to crush some things. There are also a small pot of clay pots that can be used to soak herbs. - This was given to him by Anson, a pharmacist in the temple in Rika Town.

Romon took out a knife from among them and began to renovate this fine rice grass according to the method of refining butterfly grass in this world.

The first treatment of herbs, remove the parts with poor medicinal properties, retain the essence, or divide them according to the different medicinal properties of different parts of the herbs, and then give appropriate treatment to enhance the medicinal properties or make subtle changes in medicinal properties, or increase the shelf life of the herbs. These are the most basic and introductory parts in herbs.

On Earth, ancient Chinese medicine developed over two thousand years called this science a curation science.

In this world, although herbal medicine has also developed, it has to rely on alchemy pharmacy for a long time and exists as a basic branch of alchemy pharmacy. The reason is that this is a real world with magic.

Romon carefully trimmed the fine rice grass. Although he knew that he was not a poison like butterfly grass, he always made some people think that it was a thief who accidentally mixed in a new species very similar to butterfly grass when collecting herbs. Then the thief was killed, and all the harvest was packed and taken away by the victorious druid. So the druid, who was fully sensitive to nature and plants, discovered the difference between a certain plant in the butterfly grass.

This is the bizarre story that Romon tried to show to others.

Romon thought this way, but he was still not very happy. The species on earth were one of the trump cards he least wanted to expose. However, if not, how could he get the recommendation ticket for the black market in Old Veron? Without this recommendation ticket, how could he launder the money in his hand? If the money cannot be laundered, he could not pay off his debts, let alone improve Nick's future life.

Soon, the fine rice grass in my hand was cured according to the butterfly grass method, retaining all the fat leaves, but the roots need to be carefully scraped off. This root system happens to be the difference between the two herbs. The fine rice grass is a plant with a straight root system with obvious main roots, while the butterfly grass is a fibrous root system and has no obvious main roots.

Romon put the repaired rice grass into a narrow and long wooden box prepared in advance next to him. The wooden box was carefully filled with some hemp tits. Then Romon put the wooden box into the space in Shennongjiao, turned off the lights, and fell asleep with peace of mind, without dreams all night.

At dusk the next day, when the sun set into the west horizon, Romon took the wooden box he had prepared yesterday and went to Old Veron. Along the way, the sky was already slightly dark, and the night air was like a drop of ink in the water of the large pond, which dissipated in the dim light. People passing by in the distance looked a little blurred.

Romon greeted someone he knew with a smile, and suddenly felt a different feeling in his heart.

As he walked, Romon saw that the shop in Old Villen was closed in front of him. He walked up and knocked on the door. It was Evette who opened the door and the girl was cleaning the bar in her apron.

"Father is waiting for you inside." Evette said to him, "Romon, are your things ready?" When he returned yesterday, Romon showed some whispers to Evette, so Evette was both curious and worried that Romon was about to take out the goods.

Romon smiled and sorted out some of the messy hair on his forehead for Evette, then walked through the untidy tables and chairs, and walked into the inner room with high hopes.

Old Viren was waiting for him by the fireplace in the small living room.

"Has the thing been brought?" Old Weiren threw a piece of firewood into the fireplace, and the "slap" Mars exploded.

Romon put the wooden box on the wooden table in the living room: "I brought it, please take a look."

Old Weirenzhong got up from the rocking chair, and the firelight in the fireplace shone behind him, pulling out a long black shadow.

He stretched out his thick palm leisurely and lazyly, and opened the wooden box that Romon placed on the table a little carelessly. Suddenly, he widened his eyes: "This is not a butterfly grass!" His voice was full of decisiveness, doubt and joy.

Romon was shocked: "Old Viren actually has excellent herbal attainments!" This thought flashed through his mind, and in an instant, Romon thought of the secret fruit wine and coyote meat of Old Viren. This person is definitely not as simple as a level 5 warrior!

He suddenly felt a little regretful. Is it appropriate to expose his trump card to such a person?

Next, I could only expect my relationship with Evette. When Romon thought of this, his hands under the table couldn't help but clench his fists.

Old Weiren rushed into the inner room "dongdongdong", and then the sound of rummaging through the inside was heard. Then he rushed out "dongdongdongdongdong", waving tweezers with one hand, and wearing a crystal lens on his right eye.

Old Weiren held his breath at the edge of the table, carefully flipped the herbs taken out of the wooden box with tweezers, and observed carefully with crystal lenses, while making "tsk tsk" sounds from his mouth from time to time.

Finally, Villen took off the lens and muttered: "Damn it, the roots were partially damaged."

Romon stood respectfully: "Mr. Viren, is my product eligible for an admission ticket?"

Old Viren looked at Romon with a meaningful smile on his face: "I originally wanted to see what kind of ability the child Ivet liked has. Now it seems that luck is also a kind of ability." He patted Romon's shoulder and said. "I want this thing. I have heard from Yvet about your business. I can whitewash all the cash and goods for you, and the commission is settled with this grass."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Villen." Romon bowed and finally handled the matter properly. He thought so.

Another week or two passed, and it was still dark early in the morning. On the street, the soldiers patrolling the night were rubbing their eyes and yawning. They were tired all night, but at this time, they were really sleepy.

Suddenly, a team of soldiers patrolling the east of the city discovered that a man wearing a long hooded cloak with a hooded face and gender could not be seen clearly.

"Who!" the captain shouted loudly, subconsciously pressing his hand on the hilt of the sword around his waist.

"Bang!" Something was thrown at the foot of the captain.

The captain took advantage of the remaining torches in the hands of the soldiers behind him and immediately picked up the things under his feet.

This is a metal token with the family emblem of the city lord Edel family. This is a special pass issued by the lord to VIPs.

The team leader quickly wiped the token on his clothes, then bent over and handed it to the cloaked man who walked in: "Sir, please."

The cloaked man reached out to take it, and the hands under the cloak were maintained very finely. A very conspicuous sapphire ring was worn on the owner's right hand.

The captain saw the caped man walking towards Old Velen's bar and knocked on the door.

"These big guys are full of strange hobbies, they don't want to have a drink early in the morning." The captain scratched his head and finally ordered his brothers to continue patrolling the streets.

In the morning, Romon walked into the workshop of the magician Sackville as usual. He walked to his compartment, closed the door, sat down at the bench, took out a bottle of solidifier and put it in front of him, and then began to use the power of breathing to mix the spirit and start the day's work.

Outside the door of the compartment was the envious and jealous look of his colleagues.

Everyone knows that Romon got the inheritance left by his uncle he had never met. Although he didn't know how many specific numbers were, since this inheritance could be solemnly made by the temple under the holy emblem of the Lord of Glory and then entrusted to the Adventurers Union to issue a task, then obviously there are probably hundreds of gold coins. In short, Romon became rich.

On the day when he obtained the so-called inheritance, in fact, whitewashed the stolen goods taken from the Rika Town Thieves Union, Romon paid off the 100 silver coins he owed on the spot at the Adventurers Union.

With the city of Apus as the center, with the support of Viscount Eagle Edel, the Adventurers union spread throughout his territory and his vassals, so some cash business and unified management of adventurer information were gradually established. Of course, if the debt-owed adventurer runs outside the city of Apus, the Adventurers union in Apps City will have to consider the cost of debt collection.

Romon did not intend to return to Ricca town immediately after paying off his debts. In fact, if it were not for the responsibility and guilt of the injured Nick, or for the tax officer Baccarat and the pastor Tenes, Romon even felt that using his property to buy a property in Apse City, then working to earn money, paying taxes on time and in full, and finally gaining the power of the free people in Apse is also a good choice. Moreover, in Apse, in Old Verrenli, there is a girl who loves him who will practice swords with him, rush to take away his dirty clothes to wash, and leave more vegetables for him when delivering food...

However, Romon felt that he had to go back, and the real man had a clear distinction between grudges and grudges. He could not abandon Nick, nor could he give up hatred.

In this way, when to go back is a question worth thinking about and paying attention to. Romon vaguely felt: as spring approaches, as the vitality of bluegrass in Shennongjiao space gradually becomes more and more obvious, that is, this batch of bluegrass is mature, the space obtains energy from plants and completes its upgrade!

Therefore, in the current situation, probably only the stupidest person can't even achieve such patience.

Romon, who chose to stay in Aps before the beginning of spring, was at ease in the magician's workshop to make potions, but Romon did not plan to do it here next month, although he could indeed learn a lot from Sackville every week.

"Druids are different from mages after all," Romon thought lightly, looking at the healing potion that had been successfully prepared in his hand. Under the illumination of the magic lamp in the compartment, the potion in the glass bottle emits a crystal clear luster like a ruby. Many ordinary people believe that this color means the essence of blood and the ever-stop flame of life.

"Every magical product, even the insignificant cure for minor injuries, is a miracle." No one believes this more than Romon from Earth. Romon changed the glass bottle to an angle, and the shaking red liquid indeed jumped like flames. "It's a pity, I'm not a mage, the druid should be close to nature."

Romon simply laid his body on the workbench, and he suddenly remembered his former teacher, Jeffer, the middle-aged man who had been wearing a cloak made of green leaves all year round. He still clearly remembers that Jeffer taught him the first lesson: Druids should be close to nature.

"Druids should be close to nature!" Romon murmured to himself: "I asked Alec what a mage is. Alec told me that the first class Sackville taught him was to tell him that a mage is a person who pursues knowledge and truth. I also asked Yvette, what a warrior is. Yvette told me that the first class Wynn gave her was to tell her that a warrior is to die or I die. Every profession has essential beliefs and ideals. I know what knowledge and truth are, and I also know what survival and death are. But who can tell me what nature is?"

Romon felt a little distressed. He remembered the reason for Jefa to expel him. What he understood was nature balance and protection. The druid should carefully maintain the balance of nature, rather than use this ability to destroy it - what about his own nature?

Romon put the prepared potion on the table and then rang the bell. Today, he was in a bad mood, so he would rather go out to relax. He thought of this and go find Evette.

After Alec's test, Romon successfully obtained seven silver coins. He walked along the street toward Old Villen's bar.

"Huh? Old Weiren's bar closed so early? Or did he not open the door at all today?" Romon was very surprised to see the locked bar.

He walked up to knock on the door. No one answered.

"Romon, stop knocking. That old bastard, Villen is not here, and Evette is not here. I don't know where the father and daughter have gone, and they didn't open today." The speaker was a regular in the bar, who was complaining.

Romon felt even more depressed, so he decided to go back and continue to do the medicine...

However, this morning, Romon was definitely not the most depressing person.

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Chapter completed!