Lance did not take the hooked nose in his eyes at all. He took a step forward, took out a petrified heart and put it in the palm of his hand, and displayed it in front of the clerk. The rest of the people stood aside, and because they were covered by Lance's sleeve, they couldn't see clearly what Lance took out. Naturally, the same was true for the hooked nose.

However, Lance's repeated ignorance made him very upset. He stepped forward and ordered, "Martin, Duke, drag this kid out for me. Don't let him go wild in the master's shop!"

The two big men immediately came over. They were all guards sent by the wizard family behind the hooked nose, and they were very strong.

Just as everyone was watching this scene with gloating pleasure, the clerk suddenly shouted:

"slow!"

The two strong men immediately stopped moving. A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the hooked nose. Everyone was a little confused.

A happy smile suddenly appeared on the clerk's face, and he pretended to slap his head: "Look at my memory, I actually forgot you..."

"Sir, what is your name?"

"My name is Lance."

"Oh, Mr. Lance. Lucky for you..." The clerk held Lance's hand. At this time, Lance had already put away the petrified heart quietly. The others had not figured out what was going on.

"I remember it wrong. This Mr. Lance has already made an appointment. Please come with me, Master Regis will meet you soon."

Under the guidance of the clerk, Lance walked towards the depths of the hall.

Everyone was shocked!

The hooked nose blushed even more and shivered with anger.

This is really embarrassing...

Soon, the people in the hall had shifted their attention from the disappearing Lance to the hooked nose, and were talking with interest.

The hooked nose was so angry that he was itchy with his teeth. He quickly walked back to the queue and suddenly lost interest in the face of the flattering female mage.

"You can buy the potion I want for me. This time, you must be well prepared to go to the Puppet City and ensure that everything is foolproof." Eagle Nose said to the two big men: "I'll leave first."

After saying that, he lowered his head and walked out of the hall. When he left, he could still hear bursts of laughter coming from behind.

"Is Lance? A little servant dares to mess with me?" The hook nose thought with a ferocious look: "I must kill you!"

...

"Mr. Lance, please wait here. Master Regis will come to see you soon." The clerk said respectfully: "The petrified hearts can rarely be found in the inner realm of Ferrondor. If you can provide a large amount of petrified hearts, the master will probably be very happy."

After saying that, he glanced at Lance with some envy and exited the room.

From his eyes, Lance suddenly realized how precious the friendship of a pharmacy master is in the wizard world. Amman once taught him the basic knowledge of pharmacy. He only knew that pharmacy is a very rigorous and meticulous science. If you want to become a pharmacy master, talent is the most important, and hard work is the secondary.

Because in this world, everyone works very hard to survive; ordinary people work hard, and geniuses are also working hard. Under this premise, whether you have talent becomes a key factor.

Lance had no interest in pharmacy. His hobby was to make all kinds of magical magical items. However, based on his basic knowledge of pharmacy, he guessed that he might have a unique advantage in this regard. It was not how outstanding his talent was, but that he had the main chip fox and was very skilled in computing.

What's more, there is a sub-chip at the end of his gene chain, called [Powder]. This sub-chip is a special chip for drug makers on Earth in his previous life. Lance estimated that with the backward productivity of this world, as long as he turns on this sub-chip, he will definitely shine in pharmacy.

Just to unlock the next sub-chip, Lance must improve his physique to 2.0. The road ahead is far away, and Lance can only temporarily dispel this idea.

"If you can come back from Puppet City alive, you can consider trying pharmacy if you have time. I heard that this is the most profitable business in the wizarding world."

...

"Who has a petrified heart?!"

An old man with a gray beard suddenly pushed open the side door and walked in excitedly.

Lance stood up and saluted, "Hello, Master Regis, I am Lance."

The old man shook his hands impatiently and asked hurriedly: "How many petrified hearts do you have?"

Lance took out a petrified heart and put it in Master Regis's palm, and said slowly and quickly: "Master, don't be excited first, just identify the authenticity of the petrified heart."

The old man glanced at Lance and looked surprised: "Do I need to identify the purchase of things? Even the third-level wizard in Ferrondor dare not mess with me Regis! Whoever dares to use fakes as inferior products will definitely make people peel him."

However, he said this and used some means to identify it.

"No problem, a very pure petrified heart. There has been no petrified jackal in the inner domain of Ferrondor for a long time." Master Regis looked at the materials in his hand with satisfaction, eagerly saying: "How many petrified hearts do you have of this quality?"

Lance smiled slightly, but sat down leisurely.

"Twenty-one in total."

"Twenty-one! So many!" Regis waved his hand and said happily, "I want it all."

"Take it out quickly, take it out and give it to me, I'll do the experiment right away!"

The old man urged.

Lance smiled brighter and brighter: "No hurry, no hurry. Master, please sit first."

The old man was unhappy for a while, but he still sat down calmly.

"Okay, now, let's talk about the compensation issue first?" Lance blinked.

...

"Cunning little guy." Regis muttered, and he waved his hand readily: "The general purchase price of petrochemical hearts on the market is a magic stone. Since you can provide twenty-one petrochemical hearts, I will give you twenty-one magic stones. By the way, I will give you a bottle of magic tide potion I have refined by myself. How about it?"

"Is the price on the market now a magic stone?" Lance said in surprise: "I just heard from your clerk that it seems that the petrochemical heart can no longer be found in the inner region of Ferrondor? If this is true, then the petrochemical heart should face a situation where there is no market."

Regis cursed in his heart, but the old man was also thick-skinned and could say without changing his face: "Is that right? Maybe you heard it wrong, young man."

"The strength of petrified jackals is there. This creature is not a rare creature, it will reproduce soon." Regis said calmly: "The magic tide potion I have refined with my own hands can slightly increase your magic level in the short term! And within a week after taking it, your spell vortex spin speed will increase by 30%. It is worth at least twenty-five magic stones on the market!"

"So the price I just gave is very reasonable." Regis continued: "It is equivalent to buying the petrochemical heart in your hands at a premium of twice the price. You can't be too greedy when you are a man."

"Magic Tide Potion?" Lance's eyes lit up. His understanding of pharmacy was still very shallow, and he was not very familiar with Ferrondor. If he had changed to another wizard apprentice who had lived here for a long time, he would probably jump up excitedly when he heard the name of this potion. "Is there really a potion that can enhance magic?"

Regis looked at Lance in surprise: "Boy, can I understand what you said just now, you are questioning Ferrendor's greatest pharmacist?"

"You go out and ask someone for a while, how popular the magic tide potion I have refined with my own hands is!"

"Now, a considerable number of people who are queuing outside have made an appointment for nearly half a month before they can get the qualification to buy the potion I have refined myself!"

"If it weren't for those damn bipedal flying dragons who hijacked the Bauhinia caravan, how could Ferrendor's petrochemical heart be so out of stock? To be honest, I'm just using it urgently. After a while, the supply of petrochemical hearts will naturally be filled." The old man squinted his eyes and said to Lance: "Hurry up and trade it. I, Regis, are not interested in deceiving a wizard apprentice with no more than 40 points of magic."

Lance was shocked. The old man's amazing eyes could see his magical level clearly.

"No wonder he would release a bottle of magic tide potion. I guess he saw that my magic power was very low, so he just used this to seduce me." Lance smiled bitterly in his heart. The master of potion was indeed as smart as an old fox.

He thought for a while and replied: "The petrified heart is useless to me, and it is no problem to give it to you all."

"I don't want the magic stone. I want a bottle of magic tide potion, a bottle of fake death potion you have refined by yourself... and this one." After that, Lance pointed to a bottle of green potion on the counter.
Chapter completed!