As the saying goes, money isn't everything. You can't do anything without money.
Although Zuo Yi didn't care much about money, he still needed money to live in this world. He couldn't do whatever he wanted just because he was invincible.
If he really dared to do so, then his Knight's Heart, which was based on the Eight Great Virtues, would definitely collapse and be destroyed.
Therefore, Zuo Yi wouldn't refuse money as long as it was legal.
Previously, he had already earned 1.6 billion from Mei Jingyang, and then he spent 600 million to buy Uncle Fatty's land. However, even if he paid the income tax, the money left in his account was still more than what an ordinary person could earn in their lifetime.
Now that Mei Jingyang proposed to buy more potions, Zuo Yi was a bit hesitant.
He wasn't a Sorcerer, and the Blue Star World didn't have the raw materials from the Sadia World, so he couldn't make new ones. Every time he used one, there would be one less.
Although Zuo Yi couldn't use them himself, he should at least keep some as a backup, right?
However, at the same time, Zuo Yi also considered saving more money. This way, if he encountered a similar large expenditure in the future, it wouldn't be so troublesome.
After thinking for a while, he said, "I don't have many potions left. At most, I can sell you one Disease Cure and one Physique. I can give you a few more Detoxification and Purification."
"Then give me one of each of the four potions!"
Mei Jingyang said very straightforwardly, "I'll transfer the money to your account first. The price is still the same, right?"
Zuo Yi replied, "It's still the same."
Meeting a big customer like Mei Jingyang was undoubtedly a happy thing. The most troublesome thing about selling special items that didn't exist in the main world was to meet people who didn't understand and haggled over every ounce.
To be honest, a Disease Cure potion could be worth two billion or two billion. There were 100% people who would be willing to give up all their wealth in exchange.
However, Zuo Yi upheld the virtues of honor and integrity. According to the law of gold coins, two or three hundred million was a very reasonable price.
"That's good."
Mei Jingyang asked again, "Mr. Zuo, can't you make a few more potions?"
"I didn't make these potions, and I don't know how to make them."
Zuo Yi said honestly, "If I sell them, I won't have any left, so I can't sell them all to you."
"I see."
Mei Jingyang was a little disappointed. "Then I'll take these four. Mr. Zuo, thank you!"
Zuo Yi smiled. "You're welcome."
After making an appointment to deliver the goods again, the two ended the call.
While Zuo Yi continued to sit and wait for Shang Yulin to come out of the bathroom, Mei Jingyang put down his phone and glanced at everyone in the room. He said in a deep voice, "You all heard it, right?"
Just now, Mei Jingyang had been talking to Zuo Yi on speakerphone, so everyone in the intensive care unit could hear it clearly.
They looked at each other.
Mei Manyin looked at her elder brother, Mei Jinpeng, and muttered, "Who knows if he's telling the truth."
"You!"
Mei Jingyang was so angry that he slammed the table and scolded, "Don't measure the heart of a gentleman with your mean heart. Mr. Zuo is a man of great stature. Does he need to lie to me? If he wants to raise the price, he can just say it. Is he afraid that I won't buy it? "
"You should know very well now whether his potions are worth this price or not!"
Mei Manyin, who was comparable to a queen in her own group, was scolded by her father. Her eyes were red.
"Elder brother …"
A fat old man next to him said, "Don't scold Manyin. She's doing it for everyone's good. If this potion can be developed, then our Mei family will be among the aristocratic families in a few years."
"Isn't that your lifelong dream?"
"Yes."
Mei Jinpeng chimed in, "Dad, and I think this kind of potion that can cure cancer should be used to save more people. This is a good thing. We don't want to take it for ourselves. As long as we can cooperate, it doesn't matter if we let him have the controlling shares."
The fat old man wanted fame and fortune. What he wanted was political achievements and honor. Imagine a magic potion that could completely cure terminal cancer being developed by the Mei family. How great the benefits would it bring?
"You guys!"
Mei Jingyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "If you can think of it, how can Mr. Zuo not think of it? He dares to sell it openly. Why would he be afraid of your schemes? You all know what kind of person he is now. "
He was simply blinded by greed. Mei Manyin, who was short-sighted, had a limited outlook. Mei Jingyang didn't expect that his most valued son would be so foolish.
There was one thing that Mei Jingyang didn't tell his children and family. That was, he had a deep reverence and fear for Zuo Yi.
The last time he met Zuo Yi, although Zuo Yi's attitude was very peaceful and friendly, Mei Jingyang felt that the other party was like a 10-million-ton nuclear bomb. Once it exploded, the energy it released would be enough to destroy the world!
There was no reason for this intuition, so he couldn't tell anyone. However, Mei Jingyang didn't want to do anything to anger Zuo Yi. He wanted to build a good relationship with Zuo Yi as much as possible.
But he never expected that the Mei family would set their eyes on the potion formula and try to take advantage of Zuo Yi.
They were courting death!
Mei Jingyang really wanted to turn into a roaring emperor. He had just recovered from a serious illness and was physically weak. Otherwise, he would have picked up his crutches and beaten them up one by one. It would be best if he could break their legs.
"Isn't he just a supernatural being …?"
The fat old man said disapprovingly, "It's not like I haven't seen one before. I have friends in the Super Association. If we can't take him down, we can cooperate with the Super Association."
"Enough!"
Mei Jingyang shouted sternly, "This matter ends here. No one is allowed to mention it again, and don't play any tricks. Don't bring disaster to our Mei family!"
The Mei family was just a prominent local family. Although they had a strong foundation, they were still far from being comparable to the real aristocratic families.
They couldn't withstand the torment of a disaster.
Mei Jinpeng and Mei Manyin lowered their heads. The fat old man looked resentful and unconvinced.
"Forget it."
Mei Jingyang knew that they all had their own ideas. He waved his hand disheartenedly and said, "You can take the potion that will be delivered tomorrow. It's your fortune to be able to research the formula. Don't try to take advantage of Mr. Zuo."
Mei Jinpeng and Mei Manyin looked at each other. Their eyes were filled with joy.
Modern technology was so advanced. What kind of potion could they not analyze? As long as they had the formula in their hands, they could take strict precautions. If they didn't sell the potion directly, they could set up a hospital and earn back billions!
"I'm tired."
Mei Jingyang couldn't be bothered with them. He waved his hand and said, "You can all leave. I want to rest."
The Mei family left the ward obediently.
As soon as they walked out of the room, Mei Manyin couldn't wait and said to Mei Jinpeng, "Brother, I'm going to set up a new company. You have to help me!"
Mei Jinpeng nodded reservedly and said, "No problem."
He intended to run for parliament in Da Xia next year. He didn't know how much resources he would need by then. The support from his family was always limited. How could it be better than having a money tree in his hands?
"Jinpeng, Manyin …"
The fat old man behind them said with a smile, "Don't forget to tell your fourth uncle if there's good news."
"Of course!"
Mei Manyin said with a smile, "I'll definitely count you in!"
The Mei family were all jubilant. It was as if the formula of the antidote was already in their hands. They could produce it at any time and exchange it for amazing wealth and benefits.
However, they didn't know that their scheme was all for naught!
Night fell slowly. It was time for the lights of thousands of homes.
The night view of Hangzhou was beautiful. At this moment, Wang Jiaojiao was standing in front of the Seven Star Cloud Top Hotel. She was in a good mood!
Seven Star Cloud Top Hotel was the top hotel in Hangzhou. A few days ago, Wang Yongqiang booked a luxurious box here to prepare for her apprenticeship banquet.
Wang Jiaojiao had always wanted to hold on tightly to Zuo Yi's thigh. Seeing that school was about to start, Zuo Yi didn't really recognize her as his disciple.
In fact, she had worked very hard. She was much more obedient than before!
"Jiaojiao …"
Her friend who was waiting with her asked curiously, "Is your teacher really as good as you said?"
Wang Jiaojiao replied proudly, "Teacher Zuo is better than I said!"
"I see."
Her friend said thoughtfully, "If I can hook up with him, won't I be your teacher's wife?"
Wang Jiaojiao was stunned, "Ji Xiaoxiao!"
I treat you as my best friend, but you want to be my teacher's wife!
Bah!
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