Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 642 The Dancing Girl Princess vs. the Admiral of the East Factory 7
Quan Jiu wore a gray-green robe, dark blue waist, and a white jade mask on the bridge of her nose. She took out a white jade porcelain bottle and handed it to the servant.

"Last time, didn't you say that you lacked some medicine to treat internal injuries?"

The boy took it with a look of surprise, opened the porcelain bottle, and counted the pills in the bottle, there were thirty pills in total:

"Mr. Shen, you are truly a master doctor. The beauty pills you sent last time have received very good feedback. Many noble ladies in the city are inquiring about you."

When he said this, he lowered his volume and leaned closer to his ear.

"Among them, there are several empresses in the palace who secretly sent people to inquire about your whereabouts, and want you to provide them with pills..."

When Quan Jiu heard that Chu Tuo's wives wanted to buy medicine, he was overjoyed:
"Okay, but the people in the palace want to buy medicine, that's the amount."

She gestured with a finger.

The scumbag's money is not for nothing.

"100 taels?" The servant was surprised.

Although the effect of his medicine is amazing, but 100 taels of silver is enough for an ordinary family of three to use for three to five years, and 100 taels of silver for a medicine is indeed a sky-high price.

The servant thought she didn't know the price of firewood, rice, oil and salt: "Mr. Shen, do you think the price is a little expensive..."

Quan Jiu withdrew his hand, shook his head and chuckled:

"That's the number, not one piece less."

The boy looked embarrassed: "Then I'll go back and discuss it with the president."

He led Quan Jiu to the VIP box backstage.

"Wait a moment, I will ask the pharmacist to appraise the medicine."

"It's work."

.........

Auction house, lounge.

Shen San looked at the man sitting on the couch, and saluted respectfully:

"Master, the person still hasn't been found."

The man in black robe sitting on the couch opened his eyes slowly, his face was majestic, and his eyes were as indifferent as water.

"Go down and receive the punishment."

Shen San: "Yes."

It is indeed a serious dereliction of duty of Dongchang Jinyiwei that they can even follow two weak girls who don't know martial arts.

Just as Shen San opened the door and was about to go out, Huang Yaoshi from the auction house suddenly rushed in recklessly.

"master!"

His speed was too fast, he didn't slow down, and he was about to hit Shen San with his head. Shen San quickly grabbed his arm, turned him aside, and his face darkened:

"How can you be so unruly!"

Huang Yaoshi was not afraid of him at all, and rushed into the lounge, holding a bright white pill in his hand.

"Master, I found a treasure!"

Shen Lang knew that he became obsessed with refining medicine, and no rules and etiquette could compare to a good medicine:
"What kind of medicine is this?"

Huang Yaoshi's eyes lit up: "The medicine for internal injuries!"

Shen San couldn't help pouring cold water on it: "The medicine for treating internal injuries can be seen everywhere outside, why is it so strange?"

Huang Yaoshi gave him a dissatisfied look:
"There are a lot of medicines for treating internal injuries, and the effect may be immediate. Do you dare to say that you have seen the medicine that can cure [-]% of the injuries within a stick of incense?!"

"One stick of incense will heal [-]% of the injuries in a short time. How is this possible? It's ridiculous!"

Shen San shook his head resolutely.

Eighty percent of the injuries can be cured within a stick of incense, which is almost equivalent to a complete recovery. After finally hitting the enemy to the bled, the opponent recovers in a second. Isn't this really maddening?

Huang Yaoshi: "Believe it or not, the medicine boy under my command hurt his internal organs the day before yesterday when he tested the medicine, and he is recovering from his wounds. After taking this pill, his internal injuries have almost healed."

Shen San was stunned, he knew that Huang Yaoshi would never joke about pills, so what he said was probably true.

He looked at Shen Lang hesitantly: "Master?"

Shen Lang's dark eyes flickered darkly: "Who made the pill?"

Huang Yaoshi: "It was sent by Mr. Shen."

"Show me."

……

"Mr. Shen, this is a distinguished guest of our chamber of commerce. Hearing about the elixir you have refined, I would like to come to see you."

The president of the chamber of commerce stood between the two.

Quan Jiu looked at the man wearing the white hat, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

With the system, this layer of bamboo hats is almost equal to nothing.

No wonder Shen Lang succeeded in usurping the throne easily in the novel. It turned out that he had already become the owner of Yutong Chamber of Commerce at this time.

Shen Lang's phoenix eyes were long and narrow, and through a layer of veil, her eyes fell on half of her mask.

Quan Jiu let him scrutinize him at first, but the other party stared at him for too long, so long that she thought she had revealed her identity.

She pursed her lips and simply sat down at the wooden table.

At this time, the man hiding under the bamboo hat spoke:

"The son's surname is Shen?"

In Meng country, there are not many people with the surname Shen.

Quan Jiu borrowed his surname, not guilty at all, justified:

"Yes."

Shen Lang sat down opposite her: "You made all these pills?"

Quan Jiu sipped the teacup with his thin lips: "Could it be you who practiced it?"

The president of the Chamber of Commerce frowned, sweating for her boldness.

Shen Lang showed no sign of anger: "How much of this elixir can you refine?"

Quan Jiu: "As much as you want."

After the words fell, the expressions of the rest of the people present changed.

If this elixir is used in marching and fighting...

Shen Lang raised his eyes again and looked straight into her eyes.

If at the beginning, all he wanted was pills, then now, what he wants...is him.

"I don't know where Mr. Shen learned from?" Shen Lang's pale pink thin lips parted slightly.

Quan Jiu played with the white jade teacup, his attitude was lazy, but his tone was arrogant:

"There is no master, self-taught."

These words were true, but the rest of the people present did not believe them.

Shen Lang gave the president of the Chamber of Commerce a look, and the other party immediately said:

"I wonder if Mr. Shen is interested in becoming a dedicated pharmacist for Yutong Chamber of Commerce?"

"Not interested in."

Quan Jiu firmly refused.

Medicinal pills are only the first step in her territory, and there are still a series of careers waiting for her to complete, so she naturally will not trap herself in a medicine room.

President: "Young Master Shen, don't rush to refuse, there are many benefits in becoming a dedicated pharmacist."

"No matter how many benefits there are, I'm not interested."

She made alchemy just to accumulate wealth quickly.

Seeing her resolute attitude, the president sneaked a glance at Shen Lang.

Shen Lang: "I remember that Yutong Chamber of Commerce has an honorary pharmacist?"

The honorary pharmacist is only named under the name of the Chamber of Commerce, and does not need to make alchemy every day, which is equivalent to a living signboard of the Chamber of Commerce.

Now the seven honorary pharmacists in the chamber of commerce are all world-renowned miracle doctors.

The president suppressed the shock in his eyes, and explained to Quan Jiu the meaning of an honorary pharmacist.

"Of course, honorary pharmacists are paid even if they don't use alchemy."

Quan Jiu was a little moved.

Seeing that she was beginning to waver, the president immediately struck while the iron was hot: "You can pay whatever you want."

Quan Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Really open it casually?"

President: "You can say a number first."

Quanjiu gave a "1".

President: "1000 taels?"

Compared with other honorary pharmacists, this price is not high.

Quan Jiu shook his head.

The president hesitated: "Although 1 taels of silver is a bit high, it's not impossible to consider..."

"Wrong." Quan Jiu suddenly said.

The governor looked at her suspiciously.

"It's not 1 taels of silver." Quan Jiu hooked his thin lips slightly.

"It's 1 taels of gold."

The chief gasped.

(End of this chapter)