The Mightiest Little Peasant

This morning, Tang Hao went out.

He was going to the medicinal herb market in the city.

Recently, he has been studying alchemy techniques and honing his alchemy skills. The medicinal materials on his body are quickly depleted and need to be replenished. At the same time, he also went to see if there are any rare medicinal materials.

Although speaking of modern times, many ancient medicinal materials have disappeared, but it is difficult to guarantee that there will not be one or two plants that grow in deep mountains and old forests and are picked by herb collectors.

Tang Hao had heard of this kind of thing a lot.

The car was still in the repair shop, Tang Hao took the bus and rushed over.

The medicinal material market is located in the south of the city, and it is very large. After all, it is the provincial capital, and it is not comparable to the Lingxi side.

It is full of stalls, most of them specializing in the distribution of medicinal materials, but there are also many retail investors.

Early in the morning, it was already very lively inside.

Tang Hao was carrying a backpack, squeezed into the crowd, and strolled around the market.

He turned around and identified every medicinal herb.

Now, he is familiar with the "Shen Nong Jing" and has read the modern pharmacopoeia. It is too easy to identify these medicinal materials.

As soon as his eyes swept away, in his mind, the names of the medicinal materials and their effects could emerge.

In this market, most of them came to wholesale medicinal materials, and some came from major pharmacies. Most of them were old, but there were very few young people like Tang Hao.

Therefore, Tang Hao has also received a lot of attention.

Tang Hao went all the way and bought a lot of medicinal herbs, especially Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng, but all of them were swept away by him.

Although he can grow these two things, the more the better, he is not bad for money anyway.

As soon as he turned, he turned from the west gate to the east. There were also many street vendors at the east gate.

This medicinal herbs market is no different from the vegetable market. There are serious stalls inside, and there are street stalls outside.

Tang Hao turned around, suddenly, his eyes narrowed, but he found something.

On a pave ahead,

There are several unremarkable herbs.

With a look on his face, he walked over.

Upon careful identification, it was recognized that this was a medicinal herb called Tianzhulan.

This kind of herb is rare. If he hadn't seen it here, Tang Hao would have thought that this herb was already extinct.

This Tianzhulan itself is not a precious medicinal material, and its medicinal value is mediocre, but it is a companion herb. Where there is Tianzhulan, there is another medicine called Hongyanhua.

This rhododendron flower can be said to be well-known, and it can be used in elixir to refine elixir with the effect of maintaining beauty.

Tang Hao has been paying attention to this herb for a long time, but he has never found it. He didn't expect to find some clues today.

If you can find these places where the blue bamboo grows, there is a great chance to find rhododendrons.

However, this is only possible.

After all, this rhododendron flower, like the rotten poison flower, needs to be nourished by abundant spiritual energy before it can grow.

With the current aura between heaven and earth, maybe that rosy flower would have withered away long ago, leaving only a blue sky of bamboo.

Tang Hao pondered for a while, then squatted down and said to the stall owner, "Boss, where did you come from?"

The stall owner is a man in his fifties, dressed simply.

He glanced at it and said, "Where else can it come from? Of course it was picked from the mountains. Do you want it? If you want it, take it all and I'll give you something cheaper."

Tang Hao said: "I can buy it, but you have to tell me where you got it."

The stall owner's eyes lit up and he muttered, "Is it possible, this is still a baby?"

But then the excitement died down.

A lot of people have seen it just now, and they don't even know about this thing. He doesn't believe it. What kind of eyes does this kid in front of him have to recognize herbs that others can't recognize.

After all, the boy in front of him is too young.

He pouted and said, "Bring fifty dollars and buy it all, and I'll tell you!"

"Row!"

Without saying a word, Tang Hao took out a fifty and handed it over. Then, I stuffed those Sky Bamboo Blues into the bag.

Holding the fifty, and shaking, the stall owner grinned: "Young man, I'll tell you what I'm talking about! However, it's deep in the mountains, only an old hand like me can go in, a young man like you. , don't go in and take risks."

"In the mountains, there are all kinds of mountain spirits and ghosts. If you don't get it right, you will die."

After chatting for a few words, the stall owner said again: "You know the mountain in the west! It's picked from there. Our village is called Kanzi Village. You can find this kind of thing along the mountain road, going all the way down and over a few mountains. ."

Tang Hao secretly memorized it.

He stood up and continued walking.

After a while, something was discovered.

On a stall not far away, there were several red medicinal herbs with crooked rhizomes that looked ugly.

"Blood hemp grass!"

Tang Hao's eyes lit up slightly.

This blood hemp grass is rare now. If it can stimulate the medicinal power, it will have a powerful blood-producing function.

In the dan that Xiao Xin'er refined last time, there was this blood hemp grass.

"Good stuff!" Tang Hao murmured, then stepped forward and said to the stall owner, "Boss, I want these plants! How many?"

The stall owner looked up and was about to speak, when he heard a low voice from the side, "Wait!"

The voice is a little old, but it is an old man.

"I want these plants!"

Tang Hao frowned, turned around to look, and saw an old man in a Tang suit walking over. Judging by his age, he was already in his sixties, but he was in good spirits and strong in body.

Walking around, legs and feet are very neat.

Immediately, there was a commotion all around.

The stall owners all showed enthusiasm and shouted: "Holy Doctor Hu!"

The old man smiled and waved his hand: "Oh, don't call me a miracle doctor, I can't afford it!"

The stall owners all laughed and said, "Holy Doctor Hu, you are really humble. You can't even be considered a genius. Then who else can deserve the title of a genius doctor?"

The old man smiled helplessly and said, "Call me sir!"

Saying that, he continued to walk towards Tang Hao, and said with a cup of hands: "Little brother, I'm sorry, these herbs are just useful to me, look..."

Without waiting for Tang Hao to speak, the stall owner immediately stood up and handed a packet of the blood hemp to the old man.

"Holy Doctor Hu, take it!" The stall owner said enthusiastically.

Tang Hao's brows furrowed even deeper. These blood hemp grasses were obviously the ones he first liked.

"Oh! How can this be done..." The old man hesitated.

"It's okay! You are a genius doctor, so of course you need some medicine first!" The stall owner stepped forward and stuffed the blood hemp grass.

"Wait!"

At this time, Tang Hao shouted a little unhappily.

All of a sudden, the eyes of everyone around turned towards Tang Hao.

The hand outstretched by the divine doctor Hu also paused.