Hong Jinglin sat in his home, with three large bottles in front of him. The three large bottles contained the three potions he wanted. To be honest, when he watched the monk in black pour a small bottle of potions into the three large bottles, he really doubted whether their potions were useful, but soon he realized that his worries were unnecessary, and the other party's potions were indeed useful.
When he went out, his body had not fully recovered, and now his body has almost recovered. This is all the effects of these three bottles of potions.
Hong Jinglin breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that he would not have to revenge on the elixir in the future. To be honest, even if the affordable pharmacy gave him less medicine, he would agree, but the other party gave him the medicine he deserved a lot, which moved him very much.
Although these potions are all low-level goods, these potions are indispensable for some low-level monks.
In the eyes of many cultivators of major sects, these low-level pills that are worthless are things that they, such as low-level cultivators. Without the return of the Yuan Pill, their spiritual energy will not be able to recover as soon as possible during or after the battle. Without the blood replenishment pill, they will lose their blood and energy after being injured, which will make their bodies weak. Without the trauma potion, their trauma recovery time will be longer. None of these will be restored in the shortest time, which is enough to make them lose their lives!
Low-level monks have the survival rules of low-level monks. For example, the living environment of low-level monks is far beyond the imagination of the disciples of major sects. These people are like hares in the jungle. They live at the bottom of the food chain. They can only eat grass and live, and they will become food for other animals at any time.
The reason why he used three big jade bottles to fill those potions today was because he was reluctant to let go of that piece of jade spirit. Perhaps in the eyes of the cultivators of the major sects, what can a piece of jade spirit do? I am afraid that it can't do anything. When they usually appreciate people, they will never give people a piece of jade spirit. That's too little, and they lose their identity.
But for casual cultivators like him, a piece of jade essence is also their property. When necessary, a piece of jade essence may determine their life and death.
And low-priced and effective potions like this are definitely the most popular among them. Hong Jinglin is even lamenting why such potions did not appear earlier.
Just as Hong Jinglin was sighing, a voice suddenly came and said, "Jinglin, Jinglin, are you at home? Why don't you make a sound?"
Hong Jinglin was stunned when he heard this voice. He hurriedly said, "Where is at home, come in." The sound of pushing the door came from outside the door, and then a man walked in from outside the door.
This person is Hong Jinglin's good friend. His surname is Zheng and his name is Zheng Yigong. The two grew up together, practiced together, and went out to do tasks together. As the saying goes, they are just a friendship with one more head and one less surname.
Zheng Yigong entered the door and saw that Hong Jinglin was sitting there, with three large jade bottles in front of him. He couldn't help but be stunned and said, "I said Jinglin, what are you doing? I called you a few times before you answered? What's wrong with this bottle?"
Hong Jinglin looked at Zheng Yigong and smiled and said, "It's okay, Yigong, I found good things. Look at these three bottles, they contain potions, blood-replenishing potions, replenishing potions, and trauma potions."
Zheng Yigong looked at Hong Jinglin in confusion and said, "Pharm? What is that? Did you fail to refine alchemy? I said, your guy's talent for alchemy is really bad. You can just hand me the medicinal materials in the future. At least my success rate is higher than that of you."
Hong Jinglin gave Zheng Yigong a blank look and said in a deep voice: "Stop talking sarcastic words there. Your alchemy may not be much better than mine. Let me tell you, this potion was not refined by me, but I exchanged for it. Do you understand?"
Zheng Yigong looked at Hong Jinglin in confusion and said, "I don't understand, what are you changing to these potions? Just refine them yourself."
Hong Jinglin patted his head and said, "It's really hard for me to talk to you idiot. Okay, listen to me. These medicines were replaced by medicinal materials, and they are definitely worth it..."
Then Hong Jinglin talked about the matter at the affordable pharmacy. Zheng Yigong listened blankly. After a while, he said in confusion: "What's going on? Why does such a pharmacy appear? If they do this, then how do they rely on to make money? Are you really sure these medicines are good?"
Hong Jinglin glared at Zheng Yigong and said, "Don't you talk nonsense. Is it easy to use? You can tell if you try it? Your injury is not healed now, right? Let's have a cup of blood-replenishing potion first." After that, Hong Jinglin took a small jade cup, which was given to him by an affordable pharmacy, and each jade cup happened to be a jade bottle.
Hong Jinglin poured Zheng Yigong a cup of blood-replenishing medicine. Zheng Yigong was not polite, so he picked it up and drank it. After drinking it, he immediately felt a fever in his whole body. The feeling of weakness in his body due to blood loss had completely disappeared.
Zheng Yigong couldn't help but lit up. He stared at the three bottles tightly and said, "This potion is very good. You can really change the medicinal materials directly, and you don't get any discount?" Hong Jinglin nodded and said in a deep voice: "It's the store at the entrance of the alley."
Zheng Yigong said in a deep voice: "Let's go and see. I have a lot of medicinal materials in my hand. I also want to change some of these medicines. With these medicines, we will have greater advantages in the future when we fight." Hong Jinglin nodded and led Zheng Yigong to the affordable pharmacy.
In fact, there are several affordable pharmacies in Dingshan City and nearby Xiangzuo cities, and there are more than one affordable pharmacies in one city, and there are several such pharmacies in larger cities.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! There is only one owner of these pharmacies, the Four Gangs, and the ordinary sects will not care about small pharmacies like this. In fact, those sects will not do such low-level elixir business, because this kind of business can't make much money, so no one in the big forces pays attention to these small pharmacies, and they will not notice that the owners of these small pharmacies are all.
Situations like Hong Jinglin and Zheng Yigong are still happening in these small towns. Zhao Hai did not advertise any, but these monks with strong foundation have their own circle. Soon the situation of affordable pharmacies spread in this circle. People all know that there is such affordable pharmacies.
After the first few days of desolation, the business of affordable pharmacies gradually improved. Their business did not improve at once, but gradually improved, and their income continued to increase.
To be honest, at the beginning, when Zhao Hai said he wanted to do this business, Gu Xinsheng and the others were still suspicious, especially in the days when the business was not good, Gu Xinsheng and the others almost lost their confidence. Gu Xinsheng wanted Zhao Hai to find a way to promote it. In the Void Realm, publicity is not an extraordinary method. Many big stores will carry out some publicity, such as inviting some casual cultivators to go to the street to shout for publicity, or inviting people to perform opera promotion in some big restaurants, etc., which can be seen in the Void Realm.
Don’t underestimate these people in the Void Realm. In any interface, almost all businessmen are the same. Their only idea is to make money. How can they make more money? That is their pursuit.
So Gu Xinsheng wanted Zhao Hai to do these propaganda, but Zhao Hai insisted on not letting do this, because Zhao Hai knew that the ideas of the lowest level monks were different from those of the sects. Those sect monks would choose those more famous ones when buying things, but those low-key monks would not. They didn’t even have the spirit of taking a look at those famous things because they knew very well that they could not afford them.
So Zhao Hai will not promote any publicity. The things they buy are the lowest-level things. When have you seen toothpicks advertised, when have you seen pants advertised for fifteen yuan, the same is true for the medicine Zhao Hai and the others bought.
Soon the business of those pharmacies improved, which was really beyond Gu Xinsheng and the others' expectations. They were really happy to see the income of those pharmacies increasing day by day.
But then their troubles came because most of the monks used herbs to exchange potions. They earned very little jade essence, but they received a lot of medicinal materials, which made Gu Xinsheng very distressed.
This kind of low-level medicinal material can only refine low-level medicinal material, but cannot refine higher-level medicinal material. In other words, they do not have much income, and the income is more of them.
However, Zhao Hai was not surprised. He just asked Gu Xinsheng to store all the medicinal materials, then increase the production, and then open a store, opening a store throughout Kubaxing.
At the affordable pharmacy in Dingshi City, Hong Jinglin came here once. He was injured and his face was a little pale. As soon as he entered the store, the black-clothed monk he had seen last time came up to meet him. When he saw him like this, he hurriedly said, "Isn't this Brother Hong? Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Hong Jinglin's face was not very good. This time he went out to do the task, which was not so smooth. Although they finally completed the task, Zheng Yigong was seriously injured. He lost one of his arms, and Hong Jinglin himself was not injured less, which was a big blow to him.
A low-level monk will have a great impact on his strength after losing one arm. Hong Jinglin knew that Zheng Yigong had finished, and he would probably have to work hard to eat in the future. Of course, he would not allow such a thing to happen, but Zheng Yigong would be depressed by this matter, which is the most terrifying thing.
Although Hong Jinglin was in a bad mood, he was still grateful for the care of the monk in black. He looked at the monk in black and sighed: "Don't mention it, this time the mission was miserable. I was injured. Lao Zheng, who came with me last time, lost one of his arms. Alas, he was afraid he would be useless."
When the monk in black heard Hong Jinglin say this, his eyes lit up. Then the monk in black looked at Hong Jinglin and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Hong, can I ask you to talk later? It's about Mr. Zheng."
When Hong Jinglin heard the monk in black say this, he was stunned, but he still agreed, because he knew very well that ordinary people would not put their ideas on their heads because they had nothing, and there was no need to make their ideas at all. Just like an emperor, he would never plot against a beggar because there was no need.
The two of them sat down in a room behind. The monk in black poured a cup of tea for Hong Jinglin, then sat down and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Hong must be very surprised at the background of our affordable pharmacy, right?"
Hong Jinglin nodded. In fact, it was not just him. Many monks with thick bottom were curious about who was behind the affordable pharmacies and why their potions were so cheap and so easy to use.
The monk in black smiled and said, "Actually, this is nothing extraordinary. Our identity is not a secret. We are from the Four Righteous Gang."
When Hong Jinglin heard the monk in black say this, he couldn't help but be stunned, because he really had never heard of the Four Yi Gangs. The monk in black knew that he had never heard of Hong Jinglin when he looked at Hong Jinglin, and he was not angry either. He smiled and said to Hong Jinglin with a smile: "Mr. Hong may not have heard of the name of the Four Yi Gang, but I would definitely have heard of it when I talk about another name." He paused for a moment, and then he looked at Hong Jinglin word by word: "Death Knight!"
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Hong Jinglin was stunned, and then his eyes widened. Dingshan City is not far from Mashu City. Of course, he had heard of the name of the Death Knight Zhao Hai. In fact, Mashu City and some small towns near Dingshan City all regarded Zhao Hai as their pride.
Zhao Hai is famous in Mashu City, and Mashu City and Dingshan City are both the same small towns. In such small towns, there are few celebrities. Zhao Hai's emergence made these small towns proud. So when Hong Jinglin heard the four words "Death Knight", he was so excited. Hong Jinglin looked at the monk in black and said, "You mean, Lord Death Knight has joined the Four Righteous Gang?"
The monk in black shook his head and said, "It's not that he joined. In fact, the Four Righteous Gang was founded by the Death Knight Lord Zhao Hai. In fact, we should call him the leader of the gang. We are also members of the Four Righteous Gang. The reason why the gang leader wanted to establish the Four Righteous Gang was because he saw many casual cultivators who have been bullied by those big forces. He strictly became a casual cultivator and was also a casual cultivator. Therefore, he contacted some casual cultivators and founded the Four Righteous Gang together. It has only been more than a month since the establishment of the Four Righteous Gang.
The gang leader invested all the jade spirits he got from the life and death gang into the Four Righteous Gang, but he still felt that it was not enough. He thought that he could help casual cultivators from another perspective, so he founded an affordable pharmacy. The pharmacy sold here in the affordable pharmacy was not to make much money. In fact, the affordable pharmacy has been losing money until now. However, the gang leader just wanted to help all the casual cultivators. Maybe one day there were more affordable pharmacies and we bought more medicines, so that we could make some money."
Chapter completed!