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Chapter 79 The Influence of Different Perceptions of Things

The clerk worked tirelessly to sell it for a long time, but Cecil didn't find a single thing that could be used. The whole room was indeed filled with fragrance, but everything that emitted fragrance had an appearance that couldn't be seen directly.Admittedly, ambergris is not a respectable thing, at least it doesn't look so scary!

Cecil finally gave up picking up leaks in the spice shop and moved to the pharmacy, which is full of all kinds of plants, but the strange thing is that these things are all ground into powder, and the raw materials cannot be distinguished at all. After asking the price, It's still quite expensive.He smelled it left and right and looked right, but he still didn't dare to buy it. Langdon emphasized that today's budget is one gold coin, nothing more.

It stands to reason that the plants and geographical characteristics of the two worlds are similar, as long as there are enough quantities, you can always pick up the missing ones. Cecil spent half an hour, under the eager eyes of the shop assistant, but didn't recognize anything that could be used.

"Let's go to the weapon shop." Cecil said unrequitedly, "I don't know anyone."

Before Langdon could open his mouth, the salesman had already yelled unwillingly: "My lord, we still have a poison section, would you like to take a look?"

Cecil took back the steps he had taken, his curiosity made him unable to leave, and he followed the clerk to the poison area.It was behind the front hall, separated by a leather curtain, and inside was a small flat grid. He looked along the grid and soon found a familiar thing.

Small, round, several on one plant.

"What's this?" Cecil asked, pointing at the thing.

"Ma man." The clerk cheered up and asked.

Cecil: "... what?"

"Pocket man, after eating this thing, people will feel numb and panic. If they eat two slaps at once, they will feel worse than death."

What nonsense, who can eat such a big handful of peppercorns and can't stand it!

This small round grain is Zanthoxylum bungeanum. After drying, the "aroma" is very special and can be used as medicine. However, modern Chinese medicine has expelled this stuff from the ranks of sales. After all, it can be bought in ordinary supermarkets.However, this thing is a good hand for making all kinds of cured meat, bacon and fishy meat!

It's not in vain...

With this in mind, Cecil asked cheerfully, "How much is Ma Ren?"

"One silver coin." The clerk grinned.

"A pound?"

"One grain."

"...one grain?"

"That's right!" The clerk smiled and picked up a small bunch of plants. The prickly ash here was not picked off, but cut off from the plant stem. "This is a very rare thing. It was shipped from the far south. There is absolutely no manual operation in magic picking, everything is to serve the most honorable lords. Whether it is training slaves, servants, torture, or assassination, it is a must-have product!"

"Goodbye." Cecil dropped the words, turned around and left.

One silver coin, one grain, he usually sprinkles dozens of silver coins on stewed beef and fried tomato eggs, only ghosts can afford it!

"Don't, master!" The clerk called out affectionately, "You can get a discount! I'll give you a discount!"

Cecil stopped with great experience, but didn't go back. He just stood at the door and asked, "How many do you have in total? Including the inventory."

"Total?" The clerk's eyes became brighter, and he smiled authentically, "We also store a bag at the back, which is about the height of my calf."

Alas, one day I will unify the measurements...

Cecil slandered, and said, "Take them all and have a look."

"You haven't said..."

"If you don't bring it, I will leave."

"All right, all right, you wait."

This trick works well, and taking out the goods from the warehouse is also a kind of "cost". It will be easier for the clerk to give in when negotiating prices.

This is the experience that Cecil has summed up through various sales industries. It can also be said that the poor life makes him quite good at bargaining.

Facing a large pile of peppercorns, Cecil calmly offered a price: "I'll give you five silver coins for all the peppercorns."

The clerk's smile showed signs of breaking: "My lord, you really know how to joke."

"I've seen this thing before. In my hometown, it's called Sichuan peppercorns. When you eat it, you will feel numb in your mouth and have a strange aroma." Cecil has a trump card, "But, this thing can't kill people, you can't kill people at all. It's a lie, it's not poison!"

"How is it possible!" The clerk said anxiously, "This food tastes so weird..."

"Call your boss, you don't understand!" Cecil pretended to be authentic.

"I'm the boss!" The clerk was anxious and said loudly, "This is my shop!"

Cecil and the boss stared at each other for a moment, Langdon folded his hands on his chest, and looked at them with a pet look.

Cecil reached out and grabbed a handful of peppercorns in the display grid: "If I eat this thing and prove that it is not poison, how much discount are you willing to give me?"

The boss said firmly: "This is poison! If you eat it, I can give you a [-]% discount!"

"[-]% off!" Cecil did not budge, "You are selling fakes!"

"It's true! I've eaten it, it's so painful!" The boss shouted, "You can't slander me!"

"You still eat poison, you liar?! This thing can't kill people! Just watch!" Cecil stuffed the pepper into his mouth without hesitation, and swallowed it without chewing.

Just kidding, if you chew this, it's okay, even if the expression doesn't change, the ground will be flooded with saliva!

The boss's puzzled expression gradually turned into doubt. After a while, he asked tentatively, "Are you okay?"

There is something, of course there is something, my mouth is numb!

Can Cecil throw in the towel?

Of course not, it's about money, he took a sip, and said with his big tongue that he barely felt: "I'm fine, you poison, it's useless!"

In the end, Cecil bought all the peppercorns at the price of one gold coin, about 40 catties, and it would cost thousands of pieces to put on the earth. One gold coin is not considered a profiteer.The boss kept a dark face throughout the whole process, and repeatedly said that he would have a good "discussion" with the profiteer who sold the goods, and emphasized that if Cecil died in a few days, he would recover all the peppercorns and sue them for the Toto Port deal court.

"It's up to you, I won't die." Cecil happily left the pharmacy.

As soon as he left the store, Langdon asked, "Isn't this something for food again?"

"Yeah, how do you know?" Cecil asked.

"You've eaten it all," Langdon said helplessly.

Cecil laughed: "Oh, you don't know, this is a little better than saffron, and it can also be mixed with salt to help pepper salt, the taste is very special! In short, for meat, this thing is equivalent to a coffee companion , It’s always right to put a little casually, you see, you have eaten saffron for so long, it’s time for a change.”

"What is coffee?"

"...a drink."

"Anything special?"

"Extremely bitter."

"Then why drink?"

"It's refreshing and exciting."

Langdon became interested: "Sounds good for fighting."

Why do you always use food as a weapon? !What's wrong?

Cecil didn't dare to ask this question. Basically, there was nothing left of Langdon's vest, but he didn't dare to pierce the last layer of window paper. Langdon kept warning him to keep a low profile.

"Oh, by the way, is there any glass in Port Toto?" Thinking of the window, Cecil suddenly remembered it, "Can we afford it?"

"I can't afford it." Langdon said bluntly, walking forward with all his might, "Let's talk about it later."

Cecil followed for a while, and found that he was heading towards the port instead of the Griffon. He couldn't help but wonder: "Where are we going?"

"Grocery store," Langdon said, "sell some soap."

That's what you're here for, right?

Cecil didn't object at all. It was a rare trip to Toto Port, and he was a little unwilling to end it after only visiting two shops, but it was a bit inconvenient to drag such a heavy thing.

The streets of Toto Port are much wider than Ebo, and there are also stone roads, and most of the small roads are well stepped, so it is very convenient for vehicles and horses to walk up.There is no iconic building like the White Tower in the whole city, but the houses get taller as you get closer to the port. The buildings on the street near the port are all over four floors, built with huge stones. The off-white adhesive is probably ancient cement.

Cecil is often confused by the huge development gap between different regions. The main reason is that it is difficult to grasp the bottom line of the invention technology. It may be that something that is magical in this place will become worthless in another place.Looking at it this way, it is simply "European time travel" to be able to travel to the Gay Knights, and it is super lucky. On the other hand, it is precisely because of the continuous appearance of traversers like him that the Gay Knights have formed such a strange model Bar.

Langdon stopped suddenly, and Cecil, who was full of distracting thoughts in his mind, didn't notice it for a moment, and bumped straight into it.He held Langdon's arm reflexively, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"I seem to see someone." Langdon whispered, "Do you want to go to the grocery store first?"

"I don't know." Cecil said.

"Ask."

Cecil looked around and was startled. Langdon's blue pupils became vertical, like a real cat.

"Dangerous?" he asked.

"It doesn't count." Langdon blinked, the vertical pupils disappeared, and the blue eyes returned to calm like the sea after a storm, "It's just that it will make people unhappy. You can take the soap to the grocery store. You're better at doing business."

Of course Cecil would not just be so obedient: "I'm with you."

Langdon sighed. "It would be really unpleasant."

"I don't care." Cecil patted Langdon's shoulder, "I can't let you alone be unhappy, or else everyone will be unhappy together!"

Langdon seemed to want to laugh, but managed to hold it back for a moment.