My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker! - Chapter 1587
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Chapter 1587: Everything She Sells Makes Money
Qi Xuanxuan told Qiao Mu everything she knew.
“Oh.”
“It’s rather that talisman shops are not commonly seen.”
“I heard that after there was a zombie outbreak here and many people got wounded, which caused pill prices to also surge.”
“Both pills and medicinal solutions are d*mn freakin’ expensive nowadays. Ordinary people can’t even afford hemostatic powder. Not to mention precious pills.”
When Qiao Mu stepped through the Pill Union’s main door, large and neat rows of medicinal drawers entered her sight.
An elder was sitting behind the long counter and was teaching a young apprentice how to distinguish herbs.
When he saw Qiao Mu and Qi Xuanxuan enter, he was stunned but then got up with a smile. “These two ladies, are you planning to purchase some pills?”
Qiao Mu shook her head. “Selling.”
The elder was startled.
Qi Xuanxuan also reacted the same: Selling again?
Qiao Mu took out a small jade bottle and tossed it to the elder. “Three high-rank prolongation pills. How much will they sell for.”
“High-rank prolongation pills??” After a momentary surprise, the Pill Union elder hastily retrieved a small pair of tweezers and a jade tray. He carefully poured out a pill and picked it up with the tweezers. After sniffing it twice, his clouded eyes immediately cleared up.
He stood up excitedly and quickly poured the pill back into the jade bottle. He cupped his hands toward Qiao Mu and said, “Excuse me for the lack of manners. This old man was unaware that this little miss is an advanced-level pill alchemist at such a young age.”
Yet Qiao Mu shook her head. “My teacher had produced this and entrusted me to come sell them.”
The elder heaved a sigh.
Qi Xuanxuan also reacted the same.
No way, no way. Her heart was about to stop from the shock.
Forget that this girl who was the same age as her had such high cultivation. If she exposed her double identity as a pill alchemist and a talisman practitioner, then was she even going to let her live on happily.
What meaning was there in life making friends with such a monster!
My path would self-destruct from this blow!
Good, good. This high-rank pill had been refined by her teacher. Mhm, mhm. Her heart had finally calmed down.
Qiao Mu blinked, and she eyed Qi Xuanxuan quizzically before asking the elder, “How much can they sell for?”
“No matter if it’s in the past or the future, high-rank prolongation pills will always be in great demand. Once they appear, people will buy as many as they can snatch up.”
“This prolongation pill exhibits purple pill veins, and its quality has reached high-grade. Its medicinal effects will certainly be excellent. This old man will purchase these three prolongation pills from this young friend for 30 thousand spirit currency each. What does this young friend say?”
30 thousand spirit currency!!! Each!
Qi Xuanxuan felt like her heart had just finished a long-distance race and was thumping nonstop right now.
“Then how about this spiritual-returning solution?” Qiao Mu tossed the elder two more small bottles.
The elder quickly opened them, and his hands started trembling. “It’s actually a purple high-grade spiritual-returning solution. Even those spiritual-returning solutions that are of the same class as mid-rank pills, everyone needs them. Not to mention that every spiritual cultivator will buy a high-grade spiritual-returning solution.”
“Wait! This young friend’s spiritual-returning solution is actually… Can this old man have a taste?”
“Feel free.” Qiao Mu casually waved her hand.
The elder impatiently poured out half a mouthful’s worth of spiritual-returning solution and gulped it down.
Afterwards, his entire body shook as he stared at Qiao Mu in disbelief. “The spiritual-returning solution your teacher produced actually allows one to recover a fifth of one’s spiritual energy in a short period of time!!”
This was completely different from the low-end spiritual-returning solutions on the market that could only recover a tenth of one’s spiritual energy.
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