Chapter 6

Due to his past life experiences, Su Chen confidently arrived at the Five Treasures Hall and walked straight to one of the counters, asking, "Do you have the Ice Snow Cold Cicada?"

"Ice Snow Cold Cicada? What is that?" The clerk behind the counter was taken aback. He had worked at the Five Treasures Hall for five or six years and had never heard of a medicinal ingredient called the Ice Snow Cold Cicada.

Su Chen was not surprised that the clerk had not heard of the Ice Snow Cold Cicada. After all, such a thing would not easily appear on the market, and he had not expected to find it there.

At that moment, Su Chen changed to another ingredient, saying, "Then I'll take a century-old Yang Grass."

The century-old Yang Grass is a purely yang medicinal ingredient. Although it is not as rare as the Ice Snow Cold Cicada, which is hard to find once in a hundred years, it is still very rare. Even a large shop like the Five Treasures Hall would have at most one or two plants.

Su Chen wanted to buy a century-old Yang Grass to help his aunt recover her health.

He knew that his aunt had suffered a severe injury in her early years, and when she gave birth to Jiang Tingyi, her body was further weakened, causing her old injuries to recur from time to time.

Each time her old injuries flared up, she would suffer greatly.

Many alchemists had been invited to examine her, but none of them had been effective.

It was only after Su Chen arrived in the Alchemy Domain that he learned that his aunt's injury was actually a cold poison, which could only be treated with a yang medicinal ingredient.

Therefore, in this life, Su Chen did not want to waste a single day. The sooner he could remove the cold poison from his aunt's body, the sooner she could be free from pain.

"Sir, the century-old Yang Grass is a rare medicinal ingredient. Our shop currently has only one plant, which is very precious. Its price..." The clerk glanced at Su Chen's very ordinary attire as he spoke.

Clearly, Su Chen's inquiry about the Ice Snow Cold Cicada, something most people had never heard of, made the clerk suspect that he might be causing trouble. Moreover, young people dressed as simply as Su Chen were common on the streets, and they did not seem like the type who could afford a century-old Yang Grass.

Su Chen did not bother with pleasantries and directly took out a thousand-tael silver note, cutting off the clerk's words: "I'll take that century-old Yang Grass."

The clerk's eyes narrowed when he saw the silver note.

Anyone who could easily produce a thousand-taul silver note must be at least of the level of a scion from one of the three major families.

The clerk immediately changed his attitude and said warmly, "Please wait a moment, sir. I'll get the century-old Yang Grass right away."

Just as the clerk left, two people suddenly walked into the Five Treasures Hall.

One was a girl with bright eyes and a graceful demeanor, and the other was an old man in a purple robe with short white hair.

The old man had a thick bandage on one arm, with some blood seeping through, and his face was somewhat pale.

"Do you have a century-old Yang Grass? Give us one," the girl called out coldly before she even reached the counter.

"Coming, coming!" A manager of the Five Treasures Hall appeared from somewhere, looking at the old man and the girl with a fawning expression.

The moment the old man and the girl entered the Five Treasures Hall, the manager had noticed them. From their attire and demeanor, it was clear that they were not ordinary people.

Strangely, they were unfamiliar faces, not from Qinghe City, and might be important figures from elsewhere.

"Two distinguished guests want a century-old Yang Grass? I'll find it right away!" The manager instructed the clerks.

At that moment, the clerk who had served Su Chen came out with a wooden box containing a century-old Yang Grass.

The manager's face lit up when he saw it, and he walked over, saying, "Quickly give me the century-old Yang Grass!"

"But, this century-old Yang Grass was requested by that young sir..." the clerk stammered.

Without hesitation, the manager snatched the century-old Yang Grass and scolded, "How thoughtless! Can't you see that this old gentleman and the young lady urgently need the century-old Yang Grass? As an alchemy shop, we should think about what our customers need and act quickly. Do you understand?"

Saying this, the manager smiled and handed the century-old Yang Grass to the old man and the girl, "Here is the century-old Yang Grass you requested."

What was clearly a case of favoritism was presented by the manager in a particularly refined manner.

The girl hesitated for a moment, frowning as she prepared to take the century-old Yang Grass from the manager.

At that moment, a cold, calm voice rang out, "Hold it!"

At the same time, a hand reached out and grabbed the manager's hand.

"Manager, shouldn't selling things follow the principle of first come, first served? I requested the century-old Yang Grass first," Su Chen said coldly.

The manager finally noticed Su Chen, glanced at his ordinary attire with disdain, and chuckled, "Sir, I'm sorry, but our shop has only one century-old Yang Grass. Could you please be generous and let it go?"

On one side were a well-dressed, elegant old man and a girl, and on the other side was an ordinary-looking young man. Even a fool would know who should get the century-old Yang Grass!

Su Chen calmly said, "What if I don't let it go?"

At this point, the girl frowned and spoke, "Sir, we really need the century-old Yang Grass. If you are willing to let it go, we will give you a generous compensation, and you won't lose out."

"Sorry, I won't let it go," Su Chen refused outright.

The girl frowned even more but still patiently said, "Please reconsider. We need the century-old Yang Grass to save someone. As for compensation, we can give you a thousand-taul silver note."

"Save someone?"

Su Chen looked at the old man and the girl, and said calmly, "Save who?"

The girl took a deep breath, pointed to the bandage on the old man's arm, and said patiently, "My grandfather was bitten by an Ice Scale Python in the mountains and urgently needs the century-old Yang Grass to treat his injury. If you let us have the century-old Yang Grass, it will be a good deed and you will also benefit. Why not do it?"

At this point, the loud argument had attracted the attention of other customers in the shop, who gathered around, pointing and commenting.

"Young man, you should let it go. After all, it's a life-saving ingredient for them."

"Yes, and you will be compensated, so it's not like you're giving it away for free."

"This young man is really unreasonable. He could save a life by letting go of the ingredient, but he keeps refusing."

The crowd's comments were mostly critical of Su Chen for not letting go of the ingredient.

Su Chen raised his eyelids and looked at the girl, saying calmly, "Who told you that your grandfather's injury needs to be treated with a century-old Yang Grass?"

The girl was taken aback, "Isn't it?"

Su Chen did not bother with pleasantries and said straightforwardly, "I'll tell you, using a century-old Yang Grass to treat your grandfather's injury is a big mistake and will only make his condition worse!"

"How is that possible?" The girl frowned, clearly not believing Su Chen.

The Five Treasures Hall manager also laughed derisively, as if he had heard the biggest joke, "Nonsense!"

Su Chen ignored him and said calmly, "Where did this fly come from, buzzing around and making noise? Guests are talking, what business does a servant have to interrupt?"

"You..." The manager's face turned red. Strictly speaking, he was indeed just a servant at the Five Treasures Hall.

"Who is making such outrageous claims in my Five Treasures Hall?"

At that moment, a voice suddenly came from the back hall.