Wen Xin staring at Meng Yun after receiving the order from Qin Yuan was a little anxious.
Meng Yun actually has the Black Tiger Broadsword. If such good things can be used by the son to win over the second-order powerhouse, it can bring a lot of help to the son!
Unexpectedly, Meng Yun sold it to Zhang's Beast Soul Shop!
Must tell the son!
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Zhou Ting came to the black market.
Last night, he failed to complete the task of the son, and was numbed by an apprentice.
The most important thing is that the black tiger big sword beast soul he had obtained with all his hard work still fell on the pig and couldn't be pulled out!
Weapon is the closest partner of the warrior, and he left it yesterday.
What's more, his Black Tiger Broadsword is so easy to use, it is unique in Linshan City!
"Blackbird, I am at odds with you!"
Despite his resentment, the immediate problem still needs to be resolved.
One cannot be without a knife in one day!
So, he came to the black market, the main purpose of course was to buy a handy sword beast soul.
Meng Yun had already left the Beast Soul Store at this time, and he was not surprised to see Zhou Ting also in the black market.
"This big guy came so soon."
He looked at Zhou Ting, shook his head and smiled.
"Hey, why is there a familiar breath? Is it an illusion?"
Zhou Ting turned his head and looked around, the surrounding people were crowded, but as a second-order warrior, his eyes were so keen, he instantly saw the appearance of the people around him, and he didn't find anyone he knew. Before he turned his head, a fluffy head got into the backpack.
He couldn't help laughing secretly at his own heroic life, but he didn't expect that yesterday he was a little bit frustrated, and he would be all alone.
He secretly encouraged himself: martial arts one way, never forward. Although I have lost this black tiger sword, I will definitely get a better beast soul in the future!
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After Meng Yun got the first pot of gold, he went to use most of the money he earned to purchase raw materials for medicine.
The seller of the material was also an enthusiastic awakener of no school, and asked Meng Yun, "Brother, what do you buy these things for?"
"I'm going to sell these as potions."
"Brother, let me urge you too much. Seeing that you are not too young, you are still buying the lowest-level materials from me. The medicine business is not so easy to do. The big pharmacy firms have recruited a lot of medicines. The apprentice has built an assembly line, the production speed is very high, the success rate and the content of effective ingredients are also high, it is basically impossible for an individual to make a profit." After that, he sighed.
Naturally, Meng Yun wouldn't explain anything to him. He just smiled and said, "Thank you brother for reminding me. I will still ask you to buy materials in the future."
The seller still couldn't move Meng Yun when he saw it. It was worth following him and said, "Then I wish I could see that day, and good luck!" Although he said so, he felt a little disapproving in his heart. He is no longer alone. It's an era when you can make money by making low-level potions.
Meng Yun walked into the Zhangji Pharmacy Store.
As soon as he entered the pharmacy, he saw that it was mainly divided into three parts. On the one hand, the production line of the pharmacist with the apprentice was separated by a transparent material. From the outside, you can see the clean and tidy environment and production efficiency inside. People have a very professional feeling;
On the other side, there is a transparent window, which displays a series of medicines. The high-end ones are placed alone with bright light sources, while the low-end ones are placed in rows;
The last part is closed. Inside is a pharmacy production room, some for outsiders to rent, and there are also workshops for senior pharmacists in the shop.
Meng Yun talked to the shopkeeper: "I want to rent a pharmacy production workshop, can I help arrange it."
Several apprentices heard Meng Yun's words and saw his temperament and the materials brought into the workshop.
Whispering. "It's good for the rich to buy an hourly room and get the lowest-level medicine."
"If I could afford so much material by myself and rent another workshop, I would no longer be an apprentice now."
"Shut up! What does it have to do with you? Go back and do things!"
The shopkeeper complained a little bit. It was not the first time that he was entertaining such people who had a hobby of pharmacy because they had money and nowhere to spend. Generally, the workplace they used was a mess.
Obviously, people in the shop regarded Meng Yun as the kind of rich man who burned money to improve the level of medicine because of his hobby.
Generally, the pharmacists who come to rent part-time rooms are high-level pharmacists. After all, low-level pharmacies are produced on an assembly line. An ordinary pharmacist cannot produce as fast as an assembly line.
The advanced medicine is different. Advanced medicine has higher added value and more difficult to make. The assembly line cannot be completed, or even if it is completed, the success rate is lower.
It's like a lot of high-end suits are custom-made by hand, but there are very few hand-made T-shirts.
After being scolded by the pharmacist on duty, the apprentices were a lot more honest, but after all, they were young people with natural curiosity.
One of them whispered: "Did you see the materials he brought? How many potions can you make out?"
A little fat man said solemnly, "There are so many materials, about 150 sticks. If they are all done, you can make 100 sticks if you convert them into power. If you count as 5 minutes, it is estimated that you can't finish it today. ."
"Then you dare to bet with me, I bet he can't make 100 of them today. If he can't make it, please ask me for my lunch this week. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"
The little fat man looked wronged and said, "Why can't I choose first?"
"Okay, then you choose him to make 100 today. If he can make, I will invite you for lunch this week."
"Can I not bet?"
"No!"
"Hey, there is such a good thing, I also gambled."
The little fat man wanted to cry without tears. He was the latest apprentice to the pharmacist and belonged to the bottom of the assembly line. I don't know how many gambling appointments have been forced to accept.
Meng Yun got busy in the workplace alone.
The three basic potions of Awakening Potion, Primary Healing Potion, and Primary Purification Potion have been made by Meng Yun more than a hundred times. What he has to do now is to use his talent to replay the previous production process.
So the next step is simple, he uses the playback talent to quickly make potions.
If there are outsiders around, you will definitely drop your chin.
Because Meng Yun's movements are like moving clouds and flowing water, his operations are extremely accurate.
If there is monitoring in the room, it will be found that the picture will enter a loop every minute, which will definitely make people suspect that the monitoring picture has been replaced by a video.
More than that, the cute little cat was busy around the experimental platform. When Meng Yun made a bottle of medicine, it had already begun to process the raw materials for the next bottle of medicine.
The small cat is agile and skillful in handling materials.
If it is known by other pharmacists that there is such a witty kitten, he must spit out his apprentice, not even a cat.
This is of course because Meng Yun is operating the kitten himself.
Every minute, a bottle of potion is successfully produced, which is an incredible speed.