Chapter 2457 No Saint
Hong Jinglin was sitting in his home, with three large bottles lined up in front of him. These three large bottles contained the three potions he wanted. To be honest, he looked at When the monk in black poured a small bottle of medicine into these three large bottles, he really doubted whether their medicine was useful, but he soon knew that his worries were unnecessary. Potions do work.
When he went out, his body had not fully recovered, but now his body has almost recovered. This is all due to the effect of these three bottles of potions.
Hong Jinglin let out a sigh of relief. He knew that he would no longer have to take revenge on the pills. To be honest, even if the cheap drugstore gave him less medicine, he would agree to it, but the other party did not He was very touched by giving him the potions he deserved, little by little.
Although these potions were low-grade goods, for some low-level monks, these potions were Indispensable.
In the eyes of many large sect monks, these low-level elixirs are worthless, but they are something that low-level monks like them cannot lack. Without the Yuan Yuan Dan, their spiritual energy will not be able to recover as quickly as possible during or after the battle. After recovering, there is no blood replenishing pill , they will suffer from blood loss after being injured, which will make their body weak. Without trauma medicine, their trauma recovery time will be lengthened, and if any of these items are not recovered within the shortest time, it will be enough for them to Throw away your life!
Low-level monks have the survival rules of low-level monks. The cruel living environment of low-level casual cultivators like them is far beyond what the disciples of the big sects can imagine. Like hares in the jungle, they live at the bottom of the food chain. They can only survive by eating grass, and they will become food for other animals at any time.
The reason why he took three large jade bottles to hold the potions today was because he was reluctant to part with that piece of jade essence. Perhaps in the eyes of the monks from the big sects, what could a piece of jade essence do? Afraid of not being able to do anything, they usually don't give a piece of jade essence to someone when they reward someone. It's too little and it loses 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 or death.
And medicines like this that are low-priced and effective are definitely the most popular among them. Hong Jinglin is even lamenting now why such medicines did not appear earlier.
Just when Hong Jinglin was sighing, a voice suddenly came: "Jing Lin, Jing Lin, are you at home? Why don't you say anything?"
Hong Jinglin was stunned when he heard this voice, and he quickly said : "You're at home, come in." There was a sound of pushing the door open, and then a person walked in from the door.
This man is a good friend of Hong Jinglin, 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 just have one head and one head. The friendship of the surname.
Zheng Yigong walked in and saw Hong Jinglin sitting there with three large jade vases in front of him. He couldn't help but be stunned and said: "I said Jing Lin, what are you doing? How many times did I call you before you answered?" What's wrong with this bottle?"< br>
Hong Jinglin looked at Zheng Yigong and said with a smile: "It's okay, Yigong, I found something good. Look at these three bottles. They contain potions, blood-enhancing potions, restoration potions and trauma potions."
Zheng Yigong looked at Hong Jinglin in confusion and said: "Potion? What is that? Did you fail to make alchemy? I said, your talent for alchemy is really bad. From now on, you can just give me the medicinal materials." , at least my success rate is higher than yours.”
Hong Jing. Lin Bai glanced at Zheng Yigong and said in a deep voice: "Don't make sarcastic remarks there. Your alchemy skills may not be much better than mine. Let me tell you, I didn't refine this potion. I got it in exchange for it." "Yes, do you understand?"
Zheng Yigong looked at Hong Jinglin in confusion and said: "I don't understand, this What do you want to replace with these potions? Just make them yourself."
Hong Jinglin patted his head and said, "It's really hard for me to talk to you, an idiot. Okay, just listen to me. These potions are. I replaced it with medicinal materials, it’s absolutely worth it..."
Then Hong Jinglin said Zheng Yigong listened blankly for a while and then said in confusion: "What's going on? Why does such a pharmacy appear? If they do this, what do they rely on?" Make money? Are you really sure these potions work? ”
Hong Jinglin glared at Zheng Yigong and said, "Stop talking nonsense. You'll know if it works or not if you try it. You're not injured now, right? Let's take a cup of blood-replenishing potion first." After speaking, Hong Jinglin took a small jade cup. , this small jade cup was given to him by a cheap drug store, and each jade cup contained exactly one jade bottle.
Hong Jinglin poured a glass of blood-tonifying potion for Zheng Yigong. Zheng Yigong was not polite and drank it. As soon as he drank it, he immediately felt that his whole body was heating up, and he felt weak due to the loss of blood. Has completely disappeared.
Zheng Yigong couldn't help but his eyes lit up. He stared at the three bottles and said, "This potion is very good. It can really be replaced with medicinal materials without any discount?" Hong Jinglin He 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 take a look. I also have a lot of medicinal materials in my hand. I also want to change some of these medicines. With these medicines, when we fight in the future, we will have greater strength. Advantages." Hong Jinglin nodded and led Zheng Yigong to the affordable drugstore.
In fact, there are several such affordable pharmacies in Jozan Castle and the nearby Mangza city, and there is more than one of these affordable pharmacies in a city. There are several such affordable pharmacies in larger cities. of pharmacies.
There is only one owner of these pharmacies, Siyi Gang. General large sects will not care about small pharmacies like this. In fact, those large sects will not do such low-level elixir business, because of this The business can't make any money at all, so no one from the big forces pays attention to these small pharmacies, let alone the owners of these small pharmacies.
Situations like Hong Jinglin and Zheng Yigong are still happening in these small towns. Zhao Hai did not do any advertising, but these monks with strong foundations had their own circle, and soon The situation of the affordable drug store spread in this circle, and people all knew about the existence of this affordable drug store.
After the first few days of being deserted, the business of affordable drugstores slowly improved. Their business did not get better all at once, but gradually improved, and their income It is also constantly increasing. To be honest, when Zhao Hai said he wanted to do this business, Gu Xinsheng and the others were still doubtful. Especially in the first few days when business was not going well, Gu Xinsheng and the others almost lost confidence. Gu Xinsheng wanted Zhao Hai to find a way to publicize it. Here in the Void World, publicity is not a great means. There are many big stores that will carry out some publicity, such as inviting some casual cultivators to shout on the streets for publicity, or It's something like inviting people to perform in some big restaurants for publicity, which can be seen here in the Void Realm.
Don’t underestimate these people here 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? More money, that is what they pursue.
Therefore, Ancient Heart Sage wanted Zhao Hai to do some publicity, but Zhao Hai refused to do so because Zhao Hai knew that the thoughts of the lowest monks were different from those of the big sect monks. The monks will choose the more famous things when buying things, but the humble monks will not. They don't even have the energy to take a look at the famous things, because they know very well that they cannot afford those things.
So Zhao Hai will not carry out any publicity. The things they buy are the lowest-level things. When have you ever seen toothpicks advertised? Have you ever seen pants made for fifteen yuan a pair? The same goes for the potions that Zhao Hai and the others bought.
Soon the business of those pharmacies picked up, which was really beyond Gu Xinsheng's expectation. 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 exchanged herbs for potions. They received very little jade essence, but received a lot of medicinal materials, which made Gu Xin Saint is very troubled.
This kind of low-level medicinal materials can only be used to refine low-level potions, but not higher-level potions. In other words, they do not have much income, and those who earn more are Some medicinal materials.
However, Zhao Haida was not surprised. He just asked Gu Xinsheng to store all the medicinal materials, then increase production, and then open stores throughout Kuba Star.
Here at Dingshi City’s Affordable Pharmacy, 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 immediately He came up to him, and when he saw him like this, he quickly said: "Isn't this Brother Hong? Brother, What's wrong with you? "
Hong Jinglin's face didn't look good. This time he went out to do a mission, which didn't go so well. Although they completed the mission in the end, Zheng Yigong was seriously injured. He lost He lost an arm, and Hong Jinglin himself was seriously injured, which was a huge blow to him.
After a low-level monk loses an arm, it will have a great impact on his strength. Hong Jinglin knows that Zheng Yigong is finished, and he may have trouble eating in the future. Of course, he will not allow it. Such a thing happens, but Zheng Yigong will be depressed because of this incident, which is the most terrifying thing.
Although Hong Jinglin was in a bad mood, he was still grateful for the black-clothed monk's concern. He looked at the black-clothed monk and sighed: "Don't mention it, this mission is... It's tragic enough that I was injured, and Lao Zheng, who came with me last time, even lost an arm. Alas, he is probably disabled."
When the black-clothed monk heard what Hong Jinglin said, his eyes couldn't help but light up. Then the black-clothed monk glanced at Hong Jinglin and said solemnly: "Mr. Hong, can I ask you to go to the back to talk about Mr. Zheng's matter. "
When Hong Jinglin heard what the monk in black said, he couldn't help but be stunned, but he still He agreed, because he knew very well that ordinary people would not put ideas on low-level monks like them, because they had nothing, and there was no need to put ideas on them. Like an emperor, he would never plot against a beggar, because there is no need.
The two sat down in a room at the back. 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 strange about the background of our affordable drug store. Right?”
Hong Jinglin nodded. In fact, not only him, but also many wealthy monks were curious about who was behind the cheap pharmacy and why their medicines were so cheap and so easy to use. .
The monk in black smiled and said: "Actually, this is nothing special, and our identity is not a secret. We are from the Siyi Gang."
When Hong Jinglin heard what the black-clothed monk said, he couldn't help but be stunned, because he really had never heard of the Siyi Gang. The black-clothed monk looked at Hong Jinglin and knew that he had not heard of it, and he was not angry. He smiled He smiled at Hong Jinglin and said: "Mr. Hong may not have heard of the name of the Siyi Gang, but if I mention another name, Mr. Hong must have heard of it." He paused for a moment, then he looked at Hong Jinglin and said word by word: "Death Knight!"
Hong Jinglin was stunned, and then his eyes widened involuntarily. Dingshan City was far away from Mashu City. It's not that far away, of course he has heard of the name of Death Knight Zhao Hai. In fact, some small towns near Mashu City and Dingshan City regard Zhao Hai as their pride.
Zhao Hai is famous in Mashu City, and Mashu City and Dingshan City are both the same small towns. It is rare for celebrities to appear in small towns like this. Zhao Hai’s sudden emergence , which made these small towns feel proud. That's why Hong Jinglin was so excited when he heard the word "death knight". Hong Jinglin looked at the black-clothed monk and said, "You mean, the death knight has joined the Siyi Gang?"
Black-clothed monk The monk shook his head and said: "It's not about joining. In fact, the Siyi Gang was founded by Death Knight Zhao Hai. In fact, we should call him the gang leader. I We are also members of the Siyi Gang. The reason why the leader wanted to found the Siyi Gang was because he saw that many casual cultivators had been bullied by the big forces. However, he was strictly self-reliant and was also a casual cultivator, so he contacted some Loose cultivators, they founded the Siyi Gang together. It has only been more than a month since the establishment of the Siyi Gang. The leader of the gang invested all the jade essence he got from the Life and Death League. He joined the Siyi Gang, but he still felt that it was not enough. He thought that he could help casual cultivators from another angle, so he founded the Fair Price Pharmacy. The medicines sold here in the Fair Price Pharmacy were not just to make a lot of money. , in fact, the affordable pharmacies have been losing money until now, but the gang leader just wants to help all casual practitioners. Maybe one day there will be more affordable pharmacies, I We buy more medicine, so we can make some money."
Hong Jinglin looked at the monk in black. He only believed half of what the monk in black said. He was not a three-year-old child. If you don’t believe that there are people in this world like the black monk said, who don’t do it to make money, but just to help others, then he is not a human being at all, he is a saint, and there are no saints in this world!
(End of this chapter)