"So many rare medicinal herbs?"
Looking at the list handed over by Mo Wangchen, Zhu Quan glanced at it, then couldn't help but frown and ask, "This young friend, these herbs are not ordinary, may I know what you need them for?"
"What, does your Pill Tower inquire about what others intend to do when they sell herbs?" Mo Wangchen frowned.
Obviously, the other party was trying to probe something from him, and naturally he wouldn't disclose it.
"There's indeed no such rule, but these herbs are rare and extremely valuable. If it were just one or two types, I could make the decision myself, but a young friend wants to buy eighteen types at once, and double portions too. This is beyond what I can decide on my own."
"Then find someone who can make the decision." Mo Wangchen said calmly.
