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    After Yang Qingshan left the hospital, he went to Hua Tuo Hall non-stop, and sat behind the counter in the lobby, waiting for someone to give him his wrist, take a pulse, and ask for a prescription, but when he sat down,  Half an hour later, a nice cup of jasmine tea on the counter was already cold.

    "Heheslow down, Boss Zhang, I will show you face next time. The Jinchuanglu you want will be in stock in three days." Hua Yiran sent away a strong boss with a crew cut with a big smile on his face, and then smiled.  Sitting next to Yang Qingshan.

    "Who? It doesn't look like the boss. His body is like a soldier." Yang Qingshan asked.

    "That's right. You said you could refine Jinchuanglu. I immediately contacted the buyer. As a result, people from the local army came to contact me that day. It was a big deal of 3.5 million." Hua Yiran laughed.

    "35,000 bottles, 3.5 million is 100 bottles, Mr. Hua, what do you think of me?" Yang Qingshan asked with a worried face.

    "Money-making machine, come on, I'll give you three days, you have to finish it, otherwisehehe."

    "What else do you want to do, your sister, I still respect you considering your age, but don't fall into the eyes of money." Yang Qingshan said with some contempt.

    Hua also didn't take it seriously, and said calmly: "Three million and five million yuan is enough for you. Do you know how much money a pharmacy in Beijing can make a year selling Jinchuanglu?"

    "How many?"

    "Adding two zeros, at least 300 million." Hua Yiran stretched out two fingers and said: "And this is just a business. When I was a drug boy in the early years, I heard the old man say that there are many people in this world.  There are still many monsters in the world of cultivating immortals, which ordinary soldiers can¡¯t handle, and special soldiers are needed, and they are also extremely hopeless and innate soldiers, they go to fight, hey, Jin Chuanglu has a price but no market.¡±

    Yang Qingshan's eyes widened. It was the first time he had heard of monsters. He never thought that the hopeless immortal cultivators who acquired the extreme could only be special soldiers to make a living.

    "How much gold Chuanglu have you refined?" Hua Yiran smiled, looking forward to it.

    "Ahem, it hasn't started yet."

    "Damn." Hua Yiran was furious: "You said you could refine it, but I thought you did it, but you didn't. Hurry up and refine it. In three days, you have to complete a hundred bottles of Jinchuanglu, and you have to  Refining Shenqi Pills and Dingshen Pills, don¡¯t sit here and wait for people to feel their pulses, most of the people who feel their pulses these days are old Chinese doctors, stop playing.¡±

    "No, I'm promoting Huaxia's medical skills, you can't stop me." Yang Qingshan turned his face away and sat as firmly as Mount Tai.

    "Are you willing to take his pulse?" Hua Yiran asked the patient who was taking the old Chinese doctor's pulse, and they shook their heads tacitly.

    "See, learn medicine and find someone to practice. Everyone has seen your purpose. Go for a walk and go to the warehouse behind to make alchemy. I, an old man, have you learning medicine. I have been a medicine man for ten years.  Tong, your level is not so high." Hua Yiran said angrily, pulling Yang Qingshan away forcefully.

    Yang Qingshan sat depressed in Hua Yiran's secret room, and saw a brand new clay alchemy furnace on the table.

    "Don't be surprised, the fact that there is another pill in Nanyang City spread quickly in the industry. A few days ago, an old man said that he had no money, so he took out this to exchange for two boxes of Dingshen Pills. He wanted to live longer, hehe,  Earned, the current market price of this clay pill furnace is four million." Hua Yiran said proudly.

    "The old man suffered a loss." Yang Qingshan said very considerate of others, and waved Hua Yiran to avoid it.

    Countless medicinal materials had been prepared in the secret room long ago, which also saved Yang Qingshan's time looking for medicinal materials. He closed his eyes and sorted out his thoughts, and then began to refine Jinchuanglu.

    Jinchuanglu can be said to be the most advanced wound medicine. It is an upgraded version of Jinchuangsan and Yunnan Baiyao. When applied externally on the wound, it will take effect immediately. A bottle of Jinchuanglu is like toilet water and has a fragrance. Although the medicinal materials required are average, but  Refining is a bit difficult, and the price is a bit more expensive. Of course, the price of 35,000 bottles is nothing to cultivators, so it is very popular.

    Yang Qingshan is not short of money now, but there is no guarantee that he will not be short of money in the future. With the experience accumulated during refining Shenqi Pill and Dingshen Pill, he succeeded in refining Jinchuanglu for the first time. The clear medicinal juice in the new clay pill furnace exudes intoxication  The scent of medicine is like old wine, and Yang Qingshan is still firm when he gives Jin Chuanglu to Hua when he is drunk.

    Hua Yiran was tidying up the warehouse, took a look, smelled it, and then took out a dagger.

    "Stretch your arms."

    ? Yang Qingshan rolled his eyes and stretched out his arm, Hua Yiran cut the knife without hesitation, and the blood immediatelynbsp; "Who are you?!" A young man walked out of the crowd and shouted disdainfully.

    Yang Qingshan turned his face and glanced casually, and suddenly saw two bearded people in the crowd, probably Japanese, so he didn't bother to talk, and helped the boss to the sofa in the hall.

    This behavior of ignoring people immediately ignited the anger of a group of people. Among them were two stronger men who rolled up their sleeves and hugged Yang Qingshan's arms, trying to throw Yang Qingshan out.  But did not move the place.

    "Muscles like bricks." Yang Qingshan shook his head in surprise, then glanced at the two suspected Japanese guys, and with a shake of his arms, the two strong men were thrown out.

    "Oh" The two suspected Japanese guys were amazed at the same time, and they uttered a lot of birdsong.

    "Your sister is really Japanese." Yang Qingshan felt very unlucky, the good mood of the massage disappeared in an instant, and he looked at the group of people who were about to come up to fight with cold eyes.

    A Japanese stopped everyone, said something to his companion Ji Li Gua, and then took out a business card and handed it to Yang Qingshan.

    Yang Qingshan rolled his eyes and didn't even look at the business card. He felt that if there was a real fight in this place, the boss would probably bring disaster to the fish pond, so he hugged the boss's thin body and wanted to leave, but the group of people quit, and a group of people made a fuss.  At the same time blocked Yang Qingshan.

    "What are you doing?" Yang Qingshan said coldly.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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