Xiao Yan and Xiao Cha looked at the sketches of medicinal herbs on the slip of paper, then entered another apothecary.
"Shopkeeper, do you have these four herbs?"
As Xiao Yan spoke, he handed over the slip.
The shopkeeper rose from behind the counter, took the slip, examined it, and nodded.
"I do, but it took me a great deal of trouble to bring these four herbs over from the Imperial Capital. The price... won't be cheap. Do you two want them, or..."
"Just wrap them up!"
Xiao Cha tossed out two large bags of gold coins as he spoke.
At the sight of so many gold coins, the shopkeeper's eyes gleamed.
"Yes, yes, of course. I'll wrap them up right away."
Picking up the two bags of gold coins, the shopkeeper dashed into the back like a wisp of smoke.
Xiao Yan looked at the lavish Xiao Cha, surprise spreading across his face.
"You're this rich?"
"Pocket change. I did a little business."
At Xiao Yan's question, Xiao Cha waved a hand dismissively, looking thoroughly modest.
"I really couldn't tell. You even know how to do business."
Xiao Yan clicked his tongue, gaining a new appreciation of Xiao Cha. A talented person really was good at everything.
Had Xiao Cha known what Xiao Yan was thinking, he would certainly have laughed. This really wasn't a business one could run on talent alone. After all, without the Little Green Bottle, who could afford to trade medicinal herbs and ammunition?
Before long, the shopkeeper emerged with a paper package and handed it to Xiao Cha.
"Here you are, sir."
After accepting the paper package from the shopkeeper, the two left the apothecary and hurried straight back to the Desert Iron Mercenary Group without stopping.
They had only just entered the Desert