Igor watched as Perkins took a notebook out of the box, the notebook looked quite accomplished, but it was made of sheepskin.

"This notebook is what I use to record all potion characteristics. Of course, you could also call these potions vegetation," Perkins continued.

At this moment, what he described might have been too vast, Igor's mouth was agape, not even having time to ask why.

Perkins' boxes quickly caught the attention of others, whether it was Hustace or Nakasha, they all became curious about these boxes.

Previously, what was taken from the box was Queen Wensi's Mask, then Needlegrass seeds, and now a bottle containing Clover.

It seems these boxes are all filled with a hodgepodge of things!

But these random things are rare and peculiar.

Take this clover for example, to the Wizard, this is a hemostatic potion, at most used sometimes for tea making. Tea brewed with this clover is incredibly fragrant, highly favored, but this vegetation is rare and has harsh survival conditions, making it difficult for people to cultivate it themselves, and can only be found in mountain crevices.

Now that Perkins took out this clover, he wants to prove the other effects of this clover, which is the potential of these vegetation he spoke of. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"I tell you, many things seem unremarkable, but when you observe them closely, you find many unusual things," Perkins said.

"You mean details, right?" Igor asked, feeling that what Perkins said made a lot of sense.

"Exactly, the details of these vegetation are often overlooked," Perkins thought the young student Igor was quite perceptive.

"So what can these details ultimately bring us?" Igor asked naively, like a child.

"Hehe, that's a great question. These details can at least bring us an apothecarist. I tell you, don't underestimate these details, many things are discovered from these details."

Suddenly Perkins became a chatterbox, spouting reason after reason as if worried others wouldn't understand.

But to be honest, the few people in the carriage really didn't understand the main point Perkins was trying to express.

At first, he talked about clover, now he spoke of details, and the bottle in his hand still hasn't been opened.

Igor listened with a face of enrapturement, as if he was attending a lecture, until Stan Sol nudged him with an elbow, stopping his excitement.

"Oh oh, Sol says he wants to see the other function of this clover, the one you mentioned earlier, enhancing one's spirit power." Igor, reminded by Stan Sol, remembered his previous puzzlement.

Could this clover really enhance one's spirit power? That's absurd. If it truly had this effect, the Wizards would have used it long ago. In the entire profession, only Wizards have such stringent requirements for spirit power, yet Wizards use this clover for hemostatic potions or tea, never heard of it enhancing spirit power, which sounds like a ridiculous idea.

"I almost forgot about this, hehe, luckily you reminded me." Perkins said while twisting open the glass bottle and taking out the clover from it.

The clover has only three leaves, no matter how tall it grows, it only has three leaves. But for this vegetation, no matter how tall, it just is what it is, being a plant, growing up to the size of a dandelion is already considered giant.

This time, Perkins took out a clover leaf, which also appears as three leaves, a leaf looking like three, giving it the name 'clover'. This plant, therefore, is easily recognizable with only three large leaves, each large leaf appears to be three small leaves, giving it a unique aesthetic despite its unassuming appearance.

"This clover is generally used as a hemostatic potion and tea leaves. Of course, those who can use it for tea are mainly the aristocrats above, ordinary people use it to stop bleeding, because its hemostatic effect is indeed great, and its healing effect is also quite good."

"Hmm, Sol says everyone knows this already, no need to repeat, he just wants to see how it enhances spirit power."

"Hehe, eager aren't we, I tell you, since I said it can enhance spirit power, it will, trust in an apothecarist's ability, haha, since Sol wants to know, I'll let Sol be the judge…" Clearly, Perkins wanted Sol to be the test subject.

To Stan Sol and the others, an apothecarist is an unfamiliar concept, it's something they hadn't heard of before, and naturally would have a cautious attitude at first contact. So when Perkins suggested using Stan Sol for an experiment, others instinctively resisted.

"Is this okay?" Igor asked, also feeling it might not be appropriate, at least needing Stan Sol's consent first.

This is a basic gesture of respect.

"What's not okay, Sol would definitely agree." Perkins said with a grin, showing no sign of tension, as if it was a common occurrence for him.

"But…" Igor wanted to say more, but was stopped by Stan Sol, whose message was clear: let him do it.

Stan Sol nodded towards Perkins, indicating to proceed.

Perkins chuckled, aware of the others' concerns: "I tell you, I'm an apothecarist, potions are meant to help people, so rest easy. Clover, such a thing, won't do any harm, its greatest feature is its three-leaved nature."

Perkins prattled on with understandable points for others, leaving them bewildered, as it seemed a waste of time.

Igor cautiously watched Perkins' actions, noticing that after taking the clover leaf from the bottle, Perkins tore the leaf open.

"Look, this is a detail long overlooked by people," Perkins said, putting the torn leaf back into the bottle, then taking out a monocle, "Through this lens, you can see what's happening inside the bottle."

Igor leaned in first, peering through the lens, discovering that the leaf inside the bottle was magnified, and at the torn wound, tiny insects moved around.

"See it?" Perkins asked, still grinning.