After all, this was also the first time for Jing Yunzhao, and she nodded in confusion. She always felt that these people looked at her strangely.
Sure enough, the old man laughed when he heard it: "Little girl, I'm afraid you will be disappointed. We don't accept medicinal materials here. Unless you go to some private medicinal herb shops, I guess you won't dare to charge more..."
Jing Yunzhao's body froze, very puzzled.
But I heard the old man say again: "This is a Chinese pharmacy. If you collect medicinal materials, unless it is very precious and scarce, and then there are some traditional Chinese medicine drinks, and many of those traditional Chinese medicine drinks also have cooperative medicinal materials factories, unless the little girl is yours. The medicine is better and cheaper than them."
Jing Yunzhao understood at one point and immediately understood.
This medicinal material is also divided into three types, one is the fresh medicinal material without any processing, the second is the processed medicinal material, which can be directly prepared and used, and the third type is the finished medicine made from the second raw material. Such as some packaged granules that are sold in the market.
Jing Yunzhao was also a little annoyed. Although she had a lot of things in her mind, she didn't actually use it much, so she made an oolong.
"Thank you for your advice, old man, I know how to do it, but old man, if I bring the prepared medicinal materials, will you accept them?" Jing Yunzhao said.
Some cool voices sound quite pleasant, coupled with this outstanding appearance, it is indeed easy to make people feel good.
"As long as the quality is good enough, the store will also consider it. By the way, little girl, if you are in a hurry to sell these things, I have a good place..." The old man thought for a while and looked at Jing Yunzhao. She looked so cute, she couldn't help but say one more thing.
Suddenly, Jing Yunzhao's eyes lit up.
"There is a bad old man in this county who is a madman of pharmaceuticals. As long as he encounters high-quality medicinal materials, he will charge them no matter how much, but the price may be much cheaper than other places. You can go and see, it is not far from here..." The old man After speaking, he told Jing Yunzhao the address of the madman.
Jing Yunzhao was also a little hesitant. It was night, and the place the old man said was not far away, but it was surrounded by small alleys, so it was not a place with a lot of traffic.
But after thinking about it, Jing Yunzhao decided to go.
She has space in her body, and she has practiced a few tricks. The possibility of an accident is still very small, so there is no need to worry about it.
After leaving a few Codonopsis trees to thank, Jing Yunzhao went straight to the place the old man said.
There are more than ten alleys crooked and crooked. The night is not as brightly lit as those roads. The nightingales standing around occasionally make a few names, which makes people creepy. I found that my courage was much greater than before, and I didn't feel afraid of everything that was unfamiliar around me.
After thirty or forty minutes, Jing Yunzhao found a place.
There is a strange smell around, there is a medicinal fragrance, but there are others, such as some burnt smell, corrosion smell, mixed together, very strange.
This is a large room with a large area. The black lacquered door is particularly heavy and quiet, giving people a very gloomy feeling. Feeling that there is some movement in the courtyard, Jing Yunzhao chose to knock on the door.
More than ten seconds later, with a "squeak", the door opened, and there was a face that was not old.
The man was in his thirties and looked a little out of spirit. He glanced at her up and down, "Is something wrong?"