"Then Pavilion Master, please set a price!" Xiao Chen looked at Nangong Yan and said indifferently.
Nangong Yan muttered to himself for a while before saying, "For these Fasting Pills, Linlang Pavilion will start the auction at a base price of ten thousand silver taels. What do you think?"
Xiao Chen calculated in his heart. The twenty Fasting Pills would be the base price of two hundred thousand silver taels. According to the rules of the auction house, he could withdraw thirty percent of the base price, which was sixty thousand silver taels. That was barely enough for him.
"Then it's a deal. I will hand these twenty Fasting Pills over to Linlang Pavilion to auction. Bring me the contract."
Nangong Yan smiled gently and said, "There is no rush. I would like to discuss something with you. I would like to buy ten of these twenty Fasting Pills. Of course, I will not take advantage of you. I will add another twenty percent to the final price of these Fasting Pills."
To Xiao Chen, there was no loss. It did not matter who he sold it to. "You have to give me the base price of these ten Fasting Pills first. In addition, you have to give me thirty percent of the base price of the other ten pills. You have to give me one hundred and thirty thousand silver taels first."
Nangong Yan nodded his head and said, "That is not a problem. According to the agreement, Linlang Pavilion's processing fee is ten percent. I can only charge you five percent. If you have similar pills in the future, I hope that you will continue to patronize Linlang Pavilion."
This was quite attractive to Xiao Chen. Without spending a large amount of money, an alchemist's rank would not increase. Cooperating with Linlang Pavilion was a good choice.
After signing the contract and receiving the one hundred and thirty thousand silver taels, Xiao Chen immediately left Linlang Pavilion.
Old Hu took out ten Fasting Pills and placed them in another jade bottle. He passed it to Nangong Yan and said, "Pavilion Master, can I place these pills directly into the shelf?"
Nangong Yan shook his head and said, "Not for now. Find someone to test the effects first, in case you make a mistake."
Old Hu was shocked in his heart. It turned out that the Pavilion Master was not sure of the effects of these Fasting Pills.
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Xiao Chen came out from the back door of Linlang Pavilion and did not attract anyone's attention. He found a desolate place and immediately changed his clothes. He held the silver taels and laughed foolishly. This was the first large sum of money he had earned, he was very excited.
After Xiao Chen went to the medicine store and bought a hundred sets of each of the two ingredients, he still had a lot of money left. After thinking for a while, he bought some nectar, nectar, hairpins, and jewelry that girls liked. He was preparing to give these to Bao`er and Xiao Yulan.
After Xiao Chen bought everything, he ended up carrying more than ten bags of various sizes. It was very inconvenient. This made him even more eager to refine some spatial attributed Magic Treasures. However, the prerequisite for all this was that he had to cultivate the Purple Thunder Divine Incantation to the second layer before he could have the basic ability to refine treasures.
Now, he could only prepare to hire a horse carriage. He tossed over a large amount of silver taels and the original owner immediately ran off. This is the feeling of being a rich young master, Xiao Chen sighed in his heart.
After he placed all the goods on the carriage, Xiao Chen felt much more relaxed. The horses in this world were much more docile than those on Earth. After a few tries, Xiao Chen gradually grasped the technique of driving.
As he drove the carriage out of the city gates, there were fewer and fewer people on the road. In the end, there were not many people left. This was the first time Xiao Chen had earned such a large sum of money. He was in a very good mood. His voice was not very good as he started to hum some random songs from his previous world.
"Today's weather is really sunny, there are beautiful sceneries everywhere, beautiful sceneries everywhere, butterflies are busy, bees are busy … the smell of the falling flowers from the horse's hooves …"
"I'm rich, I'm rich, I'm holding a Nokia in my left hand, and a Motorola in my right …"
Most of the songs were sung randomly, and he did not remember the lyrics. Ever since he came to this world, Xiao Chen had never felt so relaxed before. Since there was no one on the road, no one would know about his broken voice. Thus, he sang excitedly.
"Ha ha …"
Suddenly, there was a bell-like laughter coming from the roof of the carriage above him. It was like a wind chime colliding in the wind, tinkling non-stop.
"Who is it?!"
Xiao Chen quickly stopped singing and shouted sternly. I was too careless. How long has this person been following me? How did I not notice him?
Xiao Chen drew out the Lunar Shadow Saber that he had been carrying on his back and let down the reins. He pushed off the ground lightly, flipped over, and hacked at the source of the voice.
Feng Feixue, who was on the roof of the carriage, laughed softly and easily dodged Xiao Chen's saber. She somersaulted twice in the air and gracefully landed on the ground.
"I did not expect Young Master Xiao to be so talented. Aside from refining medicine, it turns out that you can sing pretty well as well."
Xiao Chen, who was on the roof of the carriage, looked at Feng Feixue, who was dressed in men's clothing. He felt very embarrassed. In his previous life, when he was singing loudly with earphones in an internet cafe and was heard by others, this was how he felt.
Putting away the Lunar Shadow Saber, Xiao Chen smiled and said, "I did not expect Miss Feng, such a beautiful lady, to follow me and do such sneaky things. Feng Feixue, you disappoint me." After he said that, he shook his head in all seriousness.
Feng Feixue smiled gently, "I did not follow you sneakily. After you left the city, I sat in your carriage. Not only did you not thank the person who sold you the medicine cauldron, you even wanted to use your saber to hurt him. Young Master Xiao, I am very disappointed in you." After she said that, she copied Xiao Chen's actions and shook her head.
This time, when he met Feng Feixue, Xiao Chen did not feel as uncomfortable as he did when he was in Regretful Iron. Furthermore, he did not feel any ill intent from Feng Feixue, so he felt more at ease.
Seeing Feng Feixue shake her head, Xiao Chen could not help but laugh. He jumped down from the carriage and took out a hairpin from his bosom and tossed it to Feng Feixue. Then, he started to drive the carriage again.
"Miss Feng, no matter why you are following me, I am going back now. Take this hairpin as a thank you gift for selling me the medicine cauldron."
Feng Feixue received the hairpin and looked at the distant carriage. She shook her head and smiled, "This idiot, when has he ever seen me use a hairpin?"
Indeed, Feng Feixue, who often dressed as a man, had no use for a hairpin that was normally used by girls. Perhaps Xiao Chen did it on purpose, or perhaps it was unintentional. However, he was already far away, and it was too late to ask. Feng Feixue shook her head and slowly walked back.
By the time she returned to the Xiao Residence, the sun was already high above her head. Xiao Chen's journey back and forth took him the entire morning. After driving the carriage to his courtyard, Xiao Chen saw Bao`er cleaning up the mess he had made yesterday.
Jumping down from the carriage and seeing Bao`er's weak body, Xiao Chen felt a sense of pity in his heart. He waved his hand at Bao`er and said, "Don't do that for now. Come and help me move some things."
Bao`er quickly put down what she was doing and ran over. Although she said she wanted to help, Xiao Chen had already moved some of the larger items in himself. Bao`er looked at the large pile of clothing and headgear in the carriage with a strange expression. She suspiciously picked up these items and headed to Xiao Chen's room.
Seeing the items in Bao`er's hands, Xiao Chen smiled and said, "These are for you. You can choose anything you like. Just leave some for me; I still have to give some to my friends."
Bao`er felt a warmth in her heart. She did not expect these things to be bought for her. However, she was just a maid. Why would the Young Master buy things for her? Could it be …
Thinking of that embarrassing matter, Bao`er's face turned red again. She lowered her head and casually picked a few clothes and headgear before running off. Xiao Chen felt a little suspicious. Could it be that the things he bought were too miscellaneous and the girl did not like them? After all, this was the first time he bought things for a girl.
In the following days, Xiao Chen anxiously refined the Essence Nurturing Pill and Qi Returning Pill. Every day, he would refine until his Essence was completely exhausted and his mind could no longer take it. On the first day, his failure rate was ridiculously high. Out of ten attempts, he only succeeded three times. Only after he became more familiar with the process did his success rate increase.
However, no matter how hard he tried, his success rate was not as high as when he refined the Fasting Pill. Xiao Chen knew that this was related to the realm of the alchemist. When one's realm was not high enough, when one encountered a pill with a higher difficulty, it was normal for the failure rate to be high. He could not rush it. He could only rely on his own accumulation to raise his realm.
After a week, Xiao Chen had used up all the herbs he bought. He had refined fifty Essence Nurturing Pills and seventy Qi Returning Pills, which had a higher success rate. After a week of constant refining, his control over the Purple Thunder True Fire had become even more adept. His cultivation of the Purple Thunder Divine Incantation had also reached the peak of the first layer.
What made Xiao Chen the happiest was that the green dot in his sea of consciousness would occasionally enter the medicine cauldron and observe the state of the flame and the medicinal liquid within the cauldron. Unfortunately, Xiao Chen was not able to grasp this state. Sometimes it would disappear, sometimes it would disappear. Otherwise, his success rate would be much higher.
At this moment, there were less than four months left to the Promise of Ten Years. The urgency in Xiao Chen's heart increased with each passing day. It was time to enter Seven Horn Mountain and cultivate bitterly.
Early in the morning, Xiao Chen packed up the ten Fasting Pills that he refined the night before. He also brought along the Essence Nurturing Pill, Qi Returning Pill, and the Lunar Shadow Saber. After a simple outfit, he prepared to set off.
"Young Master, the water for washing your face is here. Can I come in?"
Bao`er's voice came from outside the door once again. Xiao Chen revealed a smile on his face. For the past seven days, Xiao Chen had not taken a single step out of his room. His usual meals and drinks were all prepared by Bao`er. She had created a very good environment for him to refine medicine. He was very grateful in his heart.
Opening the door, Xiao Chen received the basin. After washing his face, he turned to Bao`er, who was tidying the bed behind him, and said, "From tomorrow onwards, I will be cultivating bitterly. Remember to help me take care of the courtyard."
Cultivating bitterly meant that he would be leaving for a long time. Bao`er felt a little disappointed in her heart. She acknowledged Xiao Chen and continued to tidy the bed meticulously.
Xiao Chen stepped out of the room. Before he left, he looked at Bao`er's back and smiled warmly. After that, he walked out resolutely. The morning sunlight shone on the youth's face. It was very warm, filling his entire body with fighting spirit.
The next time he returns, not only will he cultivate the Purple Thunder Divine Incantation to the second layer, he will also raise his cultivation to Medial Grade Martial Disciple. Xiao Chen made a solemn vow in his heart!
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