Jia Lan nodded quickly: "Of course the more money the better! I will definitely pay you back!"

"Oh, it's okay!" The girl smiled and took out two silver coins from her pocket and handed them to the farmer, which disappointed Jia Lan.

But he thought about it again. The girl was not rich and was not familiar with him, but she offered to lend him money and was willing to pay more to help him buy things. She was really kind and simple. How could he ask for too much?

Jia Lan thought, when did he start to rely on women's money?

He looked at the blood mistletoe in his hand. Judging from the age, it was at least ten years old, and the thickness and length were just right. It should be able to extract the materials for three bottles of medicine. Although his pharmacy skills are not yet superb, there is at least a 50％ success rate, and at least two bottles of hemostatic ointment can be made!

Even if a bottle of ointment is only sold for two silver coins, it can make four silver coins!

Seeing that no one is interested in the blood mistletoe vine on the stall, it should be that the locals don't need this kind of "pigeon blood vine". The magic market lasts for seven days. If the farmer is not in a hurry to leave, it won't be too late to come to him to buy more when he has money.

Jia Lan was about to ask the farmer how to find him if he wanted to buy more "pigeon blood vine", but was surprised to find that after the farmer took the two silver coins, he actually put the pile of "pigeon blood vine" into a sack, and took a lot of fresh blueberries and fruits from the donkey cart to give to the girl!

Jia Lan widened his eyes, pointed at the bag of "pigeon blood vine" and said: "Do these "pigeon blood vines" cost two silver coins?" He wanted to say "Only two silver coins are enough?", and almost let it slip.

Seeing Jia Lan's surprised face, the farmer thought that he thought the price was too high, and hurriedly said nervously: "I'm sorry, Mr. Magician, the market has just started, and I haven't sold other fruits yet, so I don't have change for you... Can I give you some more fruits as compensation?"

As he said that, he turned around and wanted to get more fruits. Alan gently pulled Jia Lan's sleeve and whispered: "Colan City does not produce pigeon blood vines locally, so the price is slightly higher than in the mountains. Such a large pile only needs two silver coins, which is not expensive! And the uncle also gave us a lot of blueberries!"

The girl's pure eyes seemed to say "You are too stingy!", making Jia Lan waved to the farmer who was packing fruits and said with a smile: "No, I mean, we still have to go to the market to go shopping, and it's inconvenient to carry such a big bag of things. Can you help us send it to the hotel?"

"Of course! As you wish, Mr. Magician!" The farmer bowed repeatedly with a smile.

Jia Lan didn't have a place to live yet, so the things could only be sent to the hotel where Alan lived first. Watching a little boy carrying a heavy bag running towards a nearby inn, Jia Lan tentatively asked the farmer: "Do you still have this pigeon blood vine? If I need more, where should I find you?"

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"Ah! Sir! There are a lot of this pigeon blood vine in the mountains near our Luanshi Village. Although there are fewer old ones, there are quite a few young ones!" The farmer said in surprise: "I just tried to bring some this time to see if there are any housewives in the city who need it for dyeing. So I still have some dried pigeon blood vine at home. I will stay at the market until tomorrow afternoon to sell these fruits. If you need more, I can deliver it to you the day after tomorrow morning!"

Because there are special cloth dyes and cosmetics shops in big cities, pigeon blood vine, which is troublesome to use and has a dark color, is not popular in cities. Only the peasant women in remote mountain villages will collect this natural dye to save money.

After Jia Lan and Farmer Bit made an agreement, he breathed a sigh of relief, said goodbye to Farmer Bit, and went to the market with Alan.

To be honest, if he didn't have to go to the pharmacy to buy some auxiliary materials and utensils, Jia Lan would not be in the mood to go to the market at all. He never thought that he would care so much about this cheap medicinal material worth only a few silver coins.

However, before walking a few dozen meters, Jia Lan couldn't walk anymore. His eyes were fixed on the goods on another street stall, and he shouted in his heart: "Oh my God! Is that indigo ore? The colorant of camouflage cold cream? I must have seen it wrong..."

"Hey, what's that next to it? Flashing stone? That's an important material for flash powder!"

"What else is here? The honeycomb of the double-needle bee? This era is too crazy. They buy the honeycomb of the double-needle bee for honey!"

Along the way, Jia Lan's eyes were almost bleeding. Just by walking around the outer street stall area of the magic market, he found more than a dozen materials that were not rare in his era, but should never be sold on the street stalls, but should be placed in the magic material store and priced in gold coins!

Jia Lan was really itchy in her heart, and she wanted to buy all the good things on the stalls, but she didn't have a penny. So, she walked around the edge of the market, found a pharmacy at random, and asked Alan to borrow money to buy some commonly used ingredients and a set of simple tools, and then took the girl to the "super cheap" hotel that Alan mentioned.

In fact, the "super cheap" hotel that Alan mentioned is not like a regular hotel at all.

This hotel doesn't even have a name. It's just a small B&B where residents of Kolan City rent out empty rooms to foreign tourists to make some extra money when there are many guests at home during festivals or holidays.

But Jialan likes this B&B with a small courtyard very much. Although the room is small, it is very clean and comfortable to live in. The owners of the B&B are a very kind middle-aged couple and a daughter who is about the same age as Alan. Maybe this is why Alan chose this place.

The rooms in the small courtyard are not big, and the two rooms together are only about ten square meters. There is also a simple toilet made of wooden boards in the corner of the yard. It looks clean and has no odor.

On the other side of the courtyard, there is a small pool with a small wooden barrel hanging next to it. It is very convenient to draw water from the pool, and the water is also very cool.

Because this place is on the Cape Peninsula, there is a lot of groundwater, so sometimes the ground is a little wet. So the foundations of the houses here are built very high, and they also use multiple layers of moisture-proof materials, so the rooms are particularly dry.

The owner of this B&B is a typical middle-class family. The husband has a stable job and income, although not much, it is enough to make the family warm. The wife also takes care of the family wholeheartedly. Her most important job every day is to wait at the door for her husband to come back from get off work at the dock, and to search for the last copper coin in his pocket to prevent him from spending money in the tavern.