"Brother Du, you're finally willing to come."
Pi Weiwei was very happy to see Du Feng. He was afraid that he wouldn't have enough to sell because the pills were coming out too fast. He wanted to find Brother Du last time, but he was out on a mission. Now that he was here, he had to prepare the next batch before leaving.
"Thanks for your hard work, brother!"
Pi Weiwei didn't want to go to Seven Basaltic Mansions anymore. He knew that he wasn't cut out for martial arts. He was from this city anyway, and no one bullied him. He might as well learn business. Maybe he could become a big shot in the future. House Pi had a tradition of doing business, but his father Pi Laosan was too ruthless and refused to listen to the family's arrangements. Pi Weiwei didn't get any benefits from his father's arrangements. Now that Du Feng trusted him so much, of course he had to manage it well.
Pi Weiwei thought so, but in Du Feng's eyes, it was too unfair for Brother Pi to stay at Seven Basaltic Mansions and help him manage the pharmacy. He had suggested before to let the hired workers look after the store, and Pi Laosan would come over often. Pi Weiwei still had to focus on cultivation. But he didn't listen and insisted on supervising the business himself.
"It's not hard at all. Brother Du, look at the account book."
Pi Weiwei didn't feel wronged at all. Instead, he was happy. Because under his management, the price of the supreme grade pills had skyrocketed. It was originally a rare item, but with the hype, it became something that ordinary people couldn't buy. The importance of eating the supreme grade pills from a young age, the benefits it brought to children, the chances of them becoming geniuses. Then, he analyzed the dregs of ordinary pills, the negative factors of the human body.
In the end, Pi Weiwei used himself as an example. He said that he was immature when he was young, so the quality of the pills he took were bad. He didn't feel it at first, but as he grew up, he realized that the gap between him and his peers in Cultivation was getting bigger and bigger. This was the harm of inferior pills.
At the same time, he also removed Du Feng from the list, saying that he had been eating top-grade pills since he was young, so he was able to fight his way into the Earth List at a young age, becoming an expert of his generation. Back then, he didn't have a choice, but now everyone had a choice. Could it be that they still wished for their children to be delayed by inferior quality pills? Hurry up and buy the best quality pills. It was a high-grade medicinal formula, and all the medicinal pills were of the highest grade, without any impurities.
In any case, the best quality medicinal pills were selling less and less, so Pi Weiwei simply raised the price. As a result, the profits he earned were getting bigger and bigger, scaring even himself. In fact, a few other pharmacies also bought some supreme-grade medicinal pills and imitated him to raise their prices. However, the cost of purchasing goods from others was too high, and its reputation was not as good as that of the Premium House. The customers all knew that high-grade medicinal pills were all top-grade medicinal pills. Other pharmacies had all kinds of medicinal pills of different qualities. Who knew if they were adulterated or not? In the end, the elixirs sold by the High Grade House were still the best.
"Not bad. You're made for business."
After glancing at the bill, Du Feng realized that the High Grade House had indeed made a lot of money during this period. Pi Weiwei was definitely an expert in business. If there was a discount, he could also open a grocery store and sell the weapons and armor he made, as well as the array discs and spirit talismans. If he took this small and refined route, Pi Weiwei would definitely be able to swindle him to a higher price.
After the two of them exchanged greetings, Du Feng hurried into the elixir refining room in the backyard. He was busy for the whole day, and when he came out, it was already the next morning. Needless to say, he had naturally prepared a bunch of reserve medicinal pills. He had added diluted lake water from the necklace's pocket world into the medicinal pills, so others really couldn't imitate it.
The lake water was diluted from the water of the Three Springs and First Yuan Heavy Water. Even if he could refine the best quality pills, the effect would still be different from the best quality pills of the High Grade House. After handing over the new batch of medicinal pills to Pi Weiwei, Du Feng hurried back to the Seven Basaltic Mansions with some medicinal herbs.
"Brat, you're taking on a mission again so soon. You'll have to wait for three years before you can choose another combat skill."
Cang Jingsong, who was from the Mission Office of the Martial Scripture Pavilion, flicked his unruly long hair and did not forget to remind Du Feng. He thought to himself, "This brat has just chosen a combat skill. Why didn't he go back and practice it properly? Why did he come here again?"
"Don't worry, I'm practicing."
"This time, I need to earn points to exchange for a Crape Myrtle. The Qian Yuan Pill is too expensive, so I can't afford it. "
As he spoke, Du Feng even shook his palm. Cang Jingsong could immediately see that this brat had practiced the Qian Yuan Palm.
"Practicing such a prodigal palm technique, you must be determined to enter the Situ Clan."
As soon as the words left his mouth, Cang Jingsong realized that he had let it slip. The relationship between Du Feng and the Situ Clan had never been mentioned in the Seven Basaltic Mansions, let alone in the Martial Scripture Pavilion. How did he know? There was only one possibility, and that was that Cang Jingsong knew someone from the Situ Clan. The mission to capture the Ghost Emperor was probably given to Du Feng on purpose.
The Qian Yuan Palm required a large number of Qian Yuan Pills to practice. If it was not a prodigal palm technique, what was it? With Du Feng's personal financial resources, how could he practice such a palm technique? Unless he borrowed the financial resources of the Situ Clan.
"A poor man's ambition is stunted. I can only refine some for my own use."
Du Feng did not deny it, nor did he admit it. There was no need for him to answer such a question directly. If he denied it, it would show that he did not have a good relationship with the Situ Clan. If Cang Jingsong did not help him in the future, he would be at a disadvantage. There was no need for him to admit it, because he was not someone's son-in-law. At most, they were in a cooperative relationship. The dozens of True Origin Cannons were quite valuable.
"Not bad, brat. You know alchemy too? Go to the Hundred Herb Hall and exchange some ideas with Auntie Hong. "
"No, no. You go."
Du Feng immediately rejected it. Wasn't Auntie Hong from the Hundred Herb Hall a prescription auntie? Why would he exchange ideas with her? Perhaps her alchemy skills were not bad, but they would not be stronger than the Pill Emperor from back then. One had to know that Du Feng's alchemy skills were taught by the Pill Emperor.
"What mission do I want to do this time? It's really not easy."
Cang Jingsong looked at the pile of mission cards on the table and muttered to himself. The last time Du Feng came, he was still at the Void Sea Realm Cultivation Realm. Accepting the Ghost Emperor's mission could be considered as completing it above his level, and earning so many points would still have an excuse to explain it to the Martial Arts Pavilion Master. Now that he had broken through to the Heaven Seizing Realm, this kind of difficult mission was nothing. If he wanted to earn more points in one go, he would have to do an even more difficult mission.
Cang Jingsong suddenly remembered that there was a mission that was suitable for Du Feng. It was to go to the extreme south and bring something back. That thing was something that the Martial Arts Pavilion Master had specifically requested. Thousand Moon Nation's Star Moon City was already at the southernmost tip of the Southern Continent, so it wasn't too far from the extreme south. If everything went smoothly, Du Feng would be able to return very soon.
"Alright, I'll accept this mission!"
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