These radishes were purchased by Ella from various villages along the way. These villages are not the place of radishes like the village of Brizania. Only some farmers have planted them on a small scale for their own consumption. Therefore, Ella spent a lot of effort to successfully buy these three sacks of radishes.

"I am not the kind of prodigal woman who only knows how to spend money! If I only think about spending money, I will spend it no matter how much money I have. But if I use money to buy goods and trade, I can make money with money!"

"We all understand the truth, but why should we choose radish as goods..."

"Because radishes may replace gold and silver as currency--ah? Why have my radishes been crushed so much?"

It was not until this time that Ella noticed the tragedy of the carrots she had worked hard to buy.

"My money... all the money I carry is used to buy radishes!" Ella jumped up and shouted at the carriage that was no longer visible: "Freavone, right? You and I are incompatible!"

Gottfried and Gregory looked at each other and finally came to a common conclusion: the girl either broke her head or had problems with her head.

A dirty man hurriedly walked past the three of them with his head down. He slipped and fell when he passed the pile of radishes. But he said nothing, and got up on his own and continued to move forward.

Ella grabbed him and said with an expression that seemed to swallow him, "Give me the carrot I just stolen!"

"Radish? What radish?" The man wanted to pretend to be stupid. When he turned around and saw Gotfried, he shouted excitedly: "Gotfried? Why are you here in Hamburg City?"

Gottfried saw the man's face clearly and shouted excitedly: "Master? Why are you here in Hamburg City?"

The man who was called a master by Gottfried stuffed the two radishes that had just passed into Ella's hand, and then ran over and grabbed Gottfried's hand. One of the two dirty people shouted "Master" and the other shouted "Painter", and no one despised each other.

Ella grabbed the two radishes and was stunned in the spot: "Master, Master? This thief is Teacher Gottfried's master? Then... should I... be called Master Master?"

Gregory coughed, walked up and said, "Is Master Gottfried's master? What should I call you?"

"Habbiba." The man reported his name and then turned his eyes on Gregory. He saw Gregory's ragged clothes at a glance. The horse pressed Gottfried's head and asked in his ear, "Who is this poor man?"

"Teacher," Gotfried explained to Habiba, "this is a guy I met in the village of Brizania, who wants to learn Kabbalah with you."

"Kabala? Didn't I tell you that this skill can only be passed on to people from the twelve tribes?" Habiba whispered, "Who asked you to bring him to me?"

Gottfried had to say everything that happened. After hearing Gregory bid for 40,000 Nomisma and let the bandits release them the next day, Habiba's attitude changed suddenly.

"Is Gregory? My apprentice said you are looking for knowledge very hungrily, which is great! I have accepted your apprentice!"

Gottfried whispered: "Teacher, you just said that Kabbalah can only be passed on to people from our twelve tribes..."

"That's a tradition hundreds of years ago? Others come to learn from so far away, can I still drive it away? Let's go, Master, I'm hungry, so I'll find a place to eat first!"

Habiba was afraid that Gregory would run away, and grabbed Gregory's arm tightly and pulled him into a tavern. As soon as he sat down, he slapped the table and shouted: "Give me a whole roast chicken! Come again..."

Speaking of this, Habiba suddenly paused and looked at Gregory's torn clothes on his body for a while.

"...You have money to treat us to dinner, right?"

Seeing Gregory nodding, Habiba suddenly felt proud, slapped the table again and shouted: "One roast chicken is not enough, give me one more... no, two more!"

Gottfried poured water for Habiba: "Master, you have been studying Kabbalah in Dietmashen. Why did you suddenly come to Bremen now? It saves us the effort of finding someone."

"Kabala? That's already a thing of the past. I've changed to studying alchemy in the past few years!"

"Alchemy?" Ella, who followed him, suddenly became interested and raised her ears.

Habiba drank the water in the cup in one sip, then lifted one foot to the chair, looked around mysteriously, and then deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Have you heard of "Cuiyu Lu"?"

Gottfried and Gregory shook their heads, and Ella nodded. However, Habiba ignored Ella and said to himself: "That is the general outline of alchemy, but it has been lost for hundreds of years, making the current alchemists completely unaware of how to transform metals. But I not only got a copy of the manuscript of the Jade Record, but also deciphered it and understood the initial materials for making philosophers!"

Ella swallowed and asked, "The initial material for making the Philosopher Stone? What is it?"

"There is a saying in "Cuiyu Record": The supreme originates from the supreme, the supreme originates from the supreme, and the creation of miracles originates from the first. Do you understand?"

In fact, in the original text of "Cuiyu Lu" that Ella saw in the Wang Family Library, this sentence should be "The upper one comes from the lower world, and the lower one comes from the upper world. The creation of miracles comes from one." Considering that Habiba obtained a handwritten copy and may have been translated multiple times in language, it is normal that such a difference will occur. This difference is within the acceptable range.

But from this sentence alone, Ella could not see anything, so she had to ask, "What did you understand?"

"It's true, not smart at all!" Habiba blamed Ella, and then explained proudly, "The supreme, of course, refers to gold! The supreme comes from the supreme, that is, to make gold, you must use the most humble thing as the initial material! What is the most humble thing?"

“…What is it?”

"Is this necessary to think about it? Of course it is feces! I've been studying how to turn feces into gold for more than five years!"

——This little difference in the text leads to such a terrifying result.

Ella smiled awkwardly, thinking in her heart whether to tell Habiba the original text of "Cuiyulu". At this time, Gregory asked coldly, "So, is it successful?"

When he heard Gregory's question, Habiba hurriedly changed the subject: "This... this is the ultimate mystery of alchemy. It is easy to be eavesdropped here. Let's talk about something else! Gottfried, do you have any other questions...?"

"Master, you haven't answered me yet. What are you doing in Hamburg City this time?"

"Why, haven't you heard of it? There will be a large auction here recently, allowing wealthy businessmen from all over the world to come after hearing the news. And the auction items are in the list..."

Speaking of this, Habiba lowered his voice again. He looked around with a serious expression, and after confirming that there was really no one around, he continued in a small, almost unaudible voice:
Chapter completed!