Wu Po Jiuxiao

"Oh? How can you be sure that I'm not buying something else but a medicinal herb or a elixir?"

A slightly proud smile appeared on Brother Bao's face:

"I was born here when I was a child, and when I was very young, I followed a big man to practice, because I am not interested in martial arts on weekdays, so most of my attention is put on the pills and herbs. In terms of handling, although the lord's attitude was very plain just now, I can still see that the lord will show a very understanding look at those pills from time to time. It’s very close, so if my guess is correct, my lord should also be a medicine refining martial artist.”

Although this brother Bao never mentioned what level of medicine refining and martial arts he could be, but through this observation, Ye Fantian's identity can be judged almost exactly, the other party's eyesight is at least quite amazing .

In the eyes of ordinary people, this observation of words and expressions may be a very common thing, but it is not so common in refining medicine and martial arts.

Different medicinal herbs are completely different in color and maturity time, and even the same kind of medicinal herb has great differences in different time stages. It takes a specific time before it can be used, which limits the aptitude of refining medicine and martial arts, and observing one's words is one of them.

Strong eyesight and terrible memory are all the greatest foundations for the achievements of medicine refining and martial arts.

"I have recorded every item here, so if there is any need, I can help answer it."

Brother Bao pointed to his head with a silly smile, but Ye Fantian didn't dare to underestimate the silly-looking guy in front of him.

Judging from the opponent's eyesight and communication skills, as well as his terrible memory and posture, this guy is not as simple and honest as he appears on the surface.

Great wisdom is like a fool!

This is the judgment given by Ye Fantian to the other party.

Of course, if possible, Ye Fantian prefers to use a closer word to describe the other party - black belly!

Especially seeing Brother Bao's silly smile, Ye Fantian really had such a feeling.

"A profiteer... that's how a profiteer is made."

Maliciously slander in my heart.

"I'm looking for some rare elixir, the kind that can repair Wu Xiu's body."

"Have you already psychicized the treasures of heaven and earth?"

Brother Bao's face changed slightly, and then he took a closer look at Ye Fantian, as if he was thinking about something, and his face was constantly changing.

"Are you using it yourself, or do you have Master's help behind you?"

Brother Bao's expression was very strange. He was still smiling silly at first, but now he seemed to be thinking of something terrible. Although he was still smiling, it became a little forced.

"I think it will be more at ease if I refine it myself."