The streets are filled with strange smells, but the air in the clinic is very normal. It's just that there are a lot of people in line. The kind middle-aged woman who received Jenkins at the door told him that it is best to send a letter to make an appointment before coming. Today, he may have to wait until the afternoon.
Jenkins didn't have that much time, so he could only turn around and leave. In fact, the receptionist at the clinic was very interested in chocolate and praised it as a rare small cat.
But Chocolate still won't be touched by anyone but Jenkins, and it's very adamant about that.
Returning to the lively street again, he hesitated for a while or went into the alley to change his image before continuing to his goal. It was a store specializing in potted plants. Judging from the signboard at the door, the owner should also be able to maintain and maintain gardens.
There is no smell of pet feces in the store, but it feels a bit like a forest. The owner has carefully decorated the storefront, integrating the plants to be sold with the decorations, and the overall style is like a log cabin in the forest.
Thanks to the developed steam industry in this era, it is much easier to create a greenhouse environment than it was hundreds of years ago, otherwise we would not be able to see so many potted plants and vegetation at the end of winter.
When the door was opened, there were three people in the store, two of them were bending over to loosen the soil, and the older middle-aged man was reading a book in front of the counter with his head down.
Jenkins thought this was probably the boss, so he stepped forward and said:
"Hello, I need to do some shopping."
"Oh, hello guest, welcome, what do you need?"
The shopkeeper was very polite, and Jenkins took the opportunity to say hello and saw that the book he was reading was about plant cultivation in winter.
"Purple golden Roland grass."
This is a real plant, the leaves are very beautiful like purple gold leaf, and the fragrance is pleasant. Because it is very rare, it is deeply loved by ladies. When women hold salons or balls, if they can get purple golden Roland grass for decoration, they will definitely become the envy of their friends recently.
So far, Jenkins has only seen this plant in Miss Stuart's study.
"How much?"
The owner asked nervously.
Jenkins didn't speak, but held out his hand in a strange gesture that didn't indicate any numbers.
The shopkeeper immediately looked at his face suspiciously, then nodded knowingly, took two steps to the left to open the baffle of the counter, let Jenkins in, and then opened the door on the wall behind him.
The shopkeeper is just an ordinary person, and the shop assistants he employs are also ordinary people. But because of the purchase channels of some rare plants, the bestowers of Nolan City also frequent here.
The shop owner was able to get these things, and of course knew about these people with supernatural powers. Anyway, there is money to be made, and he doesn't mind who bought his goods. It's just that when you want to buy sensitive goods, you need to make a code first. After all, there are many strange plants that are not suitable for selling to ordinary people.
The door behind the counter opened into a small dark room, and Jenkins was stooping to light a candle on a small round table when Jenkins entered behind him.
The two sat down together, and Jenkins took the cat off his shoulder and placed it on the table. He wasn't worried about the cat playing with the fire because of its excessive curiosity. After all, when he was at home, it never showed any curiosity about the fireplace.
"What do you need? Oh, you are a first-time visitor. I must remind you that I do not sell illegal items prohibited by the church."
"I know."
In fact, as long as the money is enough, this shopkeeper can even get [Plague Seed].
"I need a thousand-year-old wooden heart."
"Oh, this is really a rare thing."
The shopkeeper frowned, but didn't show any embarrassment.
"What kind do you want?"
"It's all right, but Mu Xin must be complete. Don't cut a whole paragraph in two and sell it to me, I can tell the difference."
"Of course, sir, you don't have to worry..."
The shopkeeper got up, took out a thin booklet from the upper shelf of the bookshelf at the edge of the candle light, and flipped through the next page in the dim light.
"It is indeed in stock, but there is one thing that may be troublesome..."
"You say."
"That heart is the heart of an elder tree."
Most of the ceremonies held by the bestowers using Mu Xin are related to [life]. Although elderberry is also a plant, due to its nature, it often exhibits some characteristics related to [curse] and [dead spirit] when participating in rituals.
That's why the shopkeeper was so hesitant, but what Jenkins thought of was not the legend about the elderberry, but Miss Audrey's divination about the [graveyard], [black cat], and [elderberry].
The divination she mentioned involved a major event that threatened the safety of the city, and obviously had nothing to do with the potion Jenkins wanted to prepare. But the word [elderberry] has taken root in Jenkins' heart, and Mr. Elf Salamanda's note did not stipulate the type of tree heart.
"I want it. How much gold?"
"Are you sure? Once the products in this store are sold, they will not be returned."
"I know."
"… Well."
The shop owner said, and handed Jenkins the photo in the thin book in his hand. The black and white photo showed a small tree that seemed to have withered.
"Elderwood hearts are not easy to sell, so I can give you a discount. But after all, they are thousands of years old, so even after the discount, there must be..."
"Wait, the tree isn't dead, is it?"
Jenkins was a little worried that the dead tree would affect Mu Xin.
"No, it's dying, but at least not yet."
The shopkeeper said, without giving Jenkins a chance to ask again, he gave the number directly:
"8,000 pounds, this is the best price. Since you want to buy it, customer, you should also know that the lowest price of this material is at least three times this. 8,000 pounds, pay for it and deliver it, and you can't buy it for a copper penny." not enough!"
This is indeed an extremely favorable price, and Jenkins has no reason to refuse. But the elderberry that was about to die was not in Nolan's local area, not even in the Kingdom of Fidiktli. Jenkins will have to get his goods, at least next week, and he can only pay a deposit first, and then wait for the owner to send a letter.
Of course, the address for sending the letter was still the tavern at the entrance of the black market, and it was impossible for Jenkins to leave his real address.
After buying the last wooden heart, Jenkins has settled a big deal. As time went by, he became more and more curious about the potion, especially after discovering the elven secret language in it, he couldn't wait to know the true effect of the potion.