Herag prepared to go to the flea market to sell White Sage Healing Potions. This is a common magic potion at the flea market and sells quite well.
He planned to first sell the ones he had on hand to see how it goes, and if there were any issues, he would consider other options.
Although the potions made by wizard apprentices can’t compare to those officially sold by Moonlight Forest, they are generally quite effective and sufficient for their needs.
The flea market is essentially a plaza. Herag was getting ready to find a spot to set up his stall when he encountered someone he knew.
Leo, wearing glasses, was sitting on a small stool with a thick book in hand, surrounded by stacks of books in front of him. The source of this content ɪs NovᴇlFir(e).nᴇt
"Leo!" Herag greeted him.
Leo turned his head and, upon seeing Herag, adjusted his glasses and smiled, "Long time no see, Herag."
"Is there anyone next to you? I’m planning to set up a stall here." Herag asked.
He saw that both sides of Leo were empty, with no one setting up stalls.
"No one, the stalls at the flea market are unclaimed, first come first served," Leo explained.
Hearing this, Herag felt relieved, took out four bottles of White Sage Healing Potion from his bag, and laid them out in front of him. He then took out a book, like Leo, to seize the time for learning.
He was reading "Basic Principles of Meditation."
Herag had been learning a lot lately, and in such a short time, he certainly couldn’t digest it all; he needed to spend more time delving into his studies.
Shenlan could indeed allow him to progress faster, but it could also become a future hindrance to further advancement.
"The only thing I can always trust is myself; even Shenlan is merely an external force."
Seeing Herag take out four bottles of White Sage Healing Potion, Leo was surprised, "Have you learned magic potion-making already?"
"I’ve barely managed to learn it, but practicing cost me dearly, so I’m forced to come out and exchange for some Magic Stones to cut my losses," Herag said with a gloomy face, as if he had lost a lot of Magic Stones.
Leo nodded understandingly, "For us wizard apprentices without much background, it’s best not to dabble in magic potion-making at first; it’s too costly."
"Indeed, it’s not something poor people can afford to play with. Once I sell off this batch of potions, I won’t do it anymore," Herag lamented.
He gave up on continuing to make White Sage Potions to earn Magic Stones. The small number of potions he had could be explained, as many wizard apprentices, when first learning magic potion-making, would concoct White Sage Healing Potions to sell, which was quite normal.
However, if Herag produced a large quantity of potions, it would be suspicious, as most people don’t have a high success rate in potion-making.
If Herag brought out twenty bottles of White Sage Healing Potion, it would generally require at least sixty sets of raw materials, which is no small amount.
As a First-Class Wizard Apprentice, where would he get so much money? It would only cause unnecessary trouble.
Herag now hoped to minimize any trouble, and the money for the Dawn Potion could be gathered by doing other tasks.
"Is this the White Sage Healing Potion?"
After a while, a customer arrived. It was a male wizard apprentice with red curly hair, looking around twenty years old.
Herag replied, "Yes, it is."
Herag smiled, "Of course, you can."
When wizards trade potions, they usually inspect the quality, especially since they aren’t officially sold by Moonlight Forest.
Many novice wizard apprentices, even if they fail in potion-making, will boldly sell their potions, often swindling those uninformed apprentices.
Many people get scammed every year; it’s a common occurrence.
More experienced wizard apprentices will carefully check the quality before buying potions.
The curly-haired wizard examined the White Sage Healing Potion meticulously, checking its color, turbidity, and other aspects. After a moment, he said, "This potion is quite good; I’ll take two bottles."
"Deal!" Herag handed over a bottle and received ten Magic Stones.
White Sage Healing Potion sold even better than Herag anticipated. The four bottles sold out quickly.
Herag took out another three bottles, planning to keep two for himself.
Leo widened his eyes at those three bottles of potion, "Did you spend that much money?"
"Sigh!" Herag sighed, "Don’t mention it. I still owe Mr. Larry quite a bit."
Leo suddenly understood, as if something dawned on him, "I see, I envy you."
Herag smiled without saying anything, not explaining further.
"Just a little leverage from Mr. Larry..." Herag mentioned Mr. Larry only to create some ease for himself.
After exchanging a few more words, they returned to their books.
Business was a bit slow on Leo’s side, with no customers for a long time.
Herag’s stall, however, had another customer soon after. This time, it was a tall woman wearing a black Wizard Apprentice Robe.
As she passed by, she took a glance at the White Sage Healing Potions on Herag’s stall, let out an exclamation, and squatted down to pick up a bottle for inspection.
Herag estimated that the woman was about 1.8 meters tall, and squatting down, her long legs were quite prominent, giving the impression that everything below the neck was all legs.
"Did you make this potion?" the woman asked.
Herag nodded, "Yes, I did."
"Just three bottles? Do you have more?"
Herag laughed, "I don’t have that many Magic Stones to buy materials, just these."
"Alright, you’re pretty good at this. I’ll take all three bottles." The woman promptly took out fifteen Magic Stones and left.
Herag watched her leave in a hurry, couldn’t resist taking another glance at those long legs partially hidden by the robe.
Seven out of nine bottles of White Sage Healing Potion were sold, netting thirty-five Magic Stones.
"Leo, I’m heading out," Herag called over to Leo, who was still engrossed in his book.
Leo nodded stiffly, not taking his eyes off his book.
Seeing him this way, Herag couldn’t help but smile, thinking, "Despite Leo’s hard work, he’s still a First-Class Wizard Apprentice. I wonder if it’s due to a lack of resources or poor aptitude."
On his way back, Herag observed other stalls. There were quite a few selling potions, and many of them sold White Sage Healing Potions, but most of them were of average quality.
Herag’s White Sage Healing Potion was milky white, slightly inferior to the pure white ones sold by Moonlight Forest.
This small gap was currently insurmountable for him, as it was due to the differences in spiritual power.
The potions sold by Moonlight Forest were mostly made by capable Third Class Wizard Apprentices or Official Wizards. Their Magic Power quality was beyond Herag’s reach, and it required high-quality Magic Power to make the best potions.
Those others sold White Sage Healing Potions that were slightly yellowish, some even entirely yellow, bordering on unusable quality.
This sight further convinced Herag that he couldn’t rely on potion-selling to make money, at least not until he had enough strength.
After returning home, Herag took out a Talisman Stone, browsing for suitable tasks.
He currently had a total of thirty-seven Magic Stones, not even enough for one set of Dawn Potion materials.
A task caught Herag’s attention.
"Hunt the Stone Giant, reward for processing the Stone Giant’s heart and familiarity with magic potions: twenty Magic Stones."