In the afternoon, Tang Hao went to the medicinal herb market.
His shopping list this time was a lot longer with more than thirty items.
The medicinal herbs in the Scripture of the Divine Herbalist all had archaic names. All the names had changed in the present day and they were hard to find. Some had even gone extinct. Tang Hao went several times around the market and only managed to find about twenty-odd items.
Fortunately, he managed to purchase the essential ingredients. He found equivalent substitutes for those that were not available.
After rounding up all the ingredients, he then went to buy lingzhi and other medicinal herbs. His backpack was stuffed to the brim.
He rode his little three-wheeled motorcycle out of the medicinal herb market and prepared to return to Tang Village.
Next to the medicinal herb market was the antique street.
When Tang Hao passed by the street, he heard someone calling him. "Little Brother Tang!"
