Rebirth of the super healer

Chapter 73
But it's about making money.

Zhang Xuanchen had a headache.

With his character, it is absolutely impossible to borrow money.

Before the Zhao family just did him a favor that couldn't be smaller, he would pay it back ten times.

In Zhang Xuanchen's view, it is absolutely not worth it to owe others favors for tens of thousands of dollars!
But there is no capital.

Whether it's refining medicine, or doing some business that suits him.

It's all impossible!

Especially for refining medicine, the large quantities of medicinal materials may cost tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands to buy.

Zhang Xuanchen is absolutely confident that the medicine he made can sell for a lot of money.

but.

Now he doesn't even have 500 yuan in his pocket!

Zhang Xuanchen gritted his teeth with a headache.

simply!

Went to the hospital!

sell blood! (Unlike Earth, Dragon Kingdom allows the sale of blood)

Anyway, when he is practicing now, the blood is replaced very quickly.

The blood is not sold but also metabolized.

But what made Zhang Xuanchen very helpless.

Blue Star's hospital blood selling process is very complicated.

Another blood test, another urine test.

Various checks.

And a hospital can only sell 500cc of blood at most.

In order to collect the capital, Zhang Xuanchen went to several hospitals, and then managed to scrape together 5000 yuan.

When you go to the herb store to buy herbs.

Only then did Zhang Xuanchen realize that 5000 yuan was really pitifully small.

Herbs that can be named a little bit, such as century-old ginseng, century-old Polygonum multiflorum, etc.

Can't even afford one!
In desperation, Zhang Xuanchen could only buy some inferior quality substitutes.

In this way, almost all the money he sold for blood was spent.

"Unexpectedly, my dignified Emperor Xuanchen would also refine such a low-level medicine."

Zhang Xuanchen shook his head.

After that, he got another iron pot.

It is impossible to refine these medicines into formed pills.

Only some spiritual liquid can be refined.

Even Zhang Xuanchen couldn't even release the spiritual fire now.

Can only rely on the gas stove to urge the flame.

A pot of medicine was refined with gas, and it took more than ten hours to refine it before it was barely refined.

In the end, Zhang Xuanchen disliked that the quality of the spiritual liquid was too low.

He forcefully forced three drops of his concentrated blood into it.

That's it.

Although these spiritual fluids cannot live or die, human flesh.

But for most common diseases, it is absolutely enough.

Zhang Xuanchen put these spiritual liquids into a plastic bottle prepared in advance.

Then he conveniently stuffed the list of selling blood today into the drawer in the living room.

in the afternoon.

Zhang Xuanchen first went to a store to get a pennant.

It reads "Miaoshou rejuvenates, Hua Tuo is reborn".

Then they made a set of silver needles and things to treat diseases.

The last pitiful few hundred dollars that I had on my body were finally spent.

Finally, he walked to the pedestrian street in the city.

Only then did I find the best place to set up a stall.

Jinmao Pedestrian Street!
This is the most distinctive commercial street in Jiangdong.

The flow of people is very good.

Moreover, there are also many people selling arts, antiques, and fortune-telling here.

It is estimated that there must be a certain source of customers.

How else would they come?

Zhang Xuanchen is confident.

If your fame goes out.

That is definitely a lot of money to be made!
The whole day, Zhang Xuanchen was preparing for the stall.

Soon, he found a place and set up the pennant.

however.

The reality dealt Zhang Xuanchen a heavy blow.

For several hours in a row no one cared.

Finally, a couple came to ask the price.

Zhang Xuanchen said directly:
"One milliliter of psychic liquid is 10 yuan."

The couple ran away in fright.

Before running, he scolded Zhang Xuanchen angrily:
"Neuropathy!!!"

Zhang Xuanchen was not angry either.

He could see that the couple were both suffering from the three highs, and they were so serious that they affected their lives.

If the two of them are willing to spend 20 yuan to buy two milliliters of spirit liquid to go back.

One milliliter per person, three highs can definitely be cured!

After that, if you take good care of it, it will be no problem to add another ten years to your lifespan.

But it's a pity.

The two don't know the goods.

This opportunity was lost in vain.

"I originally wanted to sell 100 million yuan per milliliter... hey..."

Zhang Xuanchen shook his head.

Later, someone came to ask the price.

Either he shook his head and left when he saw Zhang Xuanchen holding a broken plastic bottle.

Either he was scared off by his price of 10 yuan per milliliter.

down for a few days.

Zhang Xuanchen was in vain.

Another day I closed the stall and went home to sleep.

Lan Mengyao saw Zhang Xuanchen coming back with a backpack on his back.

So curiously asked:
"What have you been sneaking out for the past few days?
Don't need to go to school to study?

Aren't you about to take the college entrance examination? "

"Go out and make money."

Zhang Xuanchen left such a sentence and went back to his room.

Lan Mengyao didn't believe that Zhang Xuanchen could make money at all.

Even if you can defeat Li Chao, a one-star quasi-warrior.

No one will dare to hire you without a diploma!

This society still looks at diplomas.

After all, martial arts students are more educated than liberal arts students.

If you don't have a diploma, you're nothing.

How much money can Zhang Fan earn without a high school diploma?

What else can you do besides serving dishes and washing dishes?
A thought here.

Lan Mengyao became angry.

Sad for its misfortune, anger for its indisputable ah!
"Zhang Fan, don't think I'm talking about you!
You are a high school student, you should go to school honestly!
Think about making money later.

What are you doing now?
Are you worthy of your parents? "

However, Zhang Xuanchen in the room did not speak.

He is tired all day.

Just want to rest.

This made Lan Mengyao grin in anger!
Turning his head to look at Zhang Xuanchen's big bag.

She opened it curiously.

Even more angry!

What's inside!

What Hua Tuo reincarnated?
And those messy silver needles, medicines and so on!

Isn't this a scam?
You will treat a bruise or something, and Lan Mengyao can't say anything.

After all, she was cured by Zhang Xuanchen just a few days ago.

Now Zhang Xuanchen actually took out the medicine he made up for himself to sell!

What if it makes people sick by eating them, or even eats them to death?
Zhang Xuanchen's door opened with a bang.

Lan Mengyao gritted her teeth and said:
"Zhang Fan, can you work harder seriously!
I'm short of money, at worst I'll give it to you!

Don't try to cheat, okay? "

Zhang Xuanchen was about to go to bed when he was so noisy.

It's annoying.

Pushing Lan Mengyao out directly, she said seriously:
"I am saving lives, not cheating.

Don't disturb my sleep! "

Say it.

The door slammed shut.

Lan Mengyao bit her lip, and cursed tremblingly with her petite body:

"Be kind as a donkey's liver and lungs!!!

Zhang Fan, you will fall! ! !

If I wasn't your legal wife, do you think I would care about you? "

talking and talking.

Lan Mengyao couldn't help but shed tears.

Why can't this man save himself a little worry?
(End of this chapter)