In less than half a day, Ren An finished refining all the medicinal materials in the alchemy room.
If this was in the past, it would have taken at least two or three days to complete the refining of medicinal materials.
Now, not only has the efficiency improved, but the success rate has also increased a lot.
It has directly tripled compared to before.
In the past, I could only earn 1 low-grade spirit stone a month, but now I can earn more than 3 spirit stone a month.
"The rent issue has finally been resolved."
Ren An had a long-lost smile on his face, feeling unprecedentedly relaxed.
At this time, the voice of the little wife came from outside the door.
"Husband, I have already boiled warm water for bathing. Please tell me when you are done, so that I can serve you personally."
"I'm done with my work!"
Reluctant to tidy up the messy alchemy room, Ren An immediately got up and pushed the door out, picked up the little wife outside the door and walked to the room, wanting to take a bath together.
After some time has passed.
[You and your wife Song Huaying have in-depth exchanges, and made efforts to spread your genes, and the alchemy experience +1. ]
[Wife: Song huaying]
[Emotion: 1 star (69/100)]
[Alchemy experience provided: 99]
"The relationship level is not far from 2 stars."
Ren An was slightly excited, and then continued to be the little wife's licking dog, licking in various places, to go further in, to enhance the relationship between husband and wife as much as possible.
…
time flies.
In a blink of an eye, it is the day of paying the rent next month.
Steward Zhang arrived on time as always, and went door-to-door to collect rent.
Each family is charged 2 low-grade spirit stones.
For the low-level monks in the cheap area, 2 low-grade spirit stones are too much.
Many people are looking hopeless.
A few of them were expelled from the Bamboo Leaf Forest by Steward Zhang, who was in the late stage of Qi Refining, because they could not pay the rent.
When the rest of the people saw this, they all felt tremendous pressure and anxiety.
Many ascetic monks who originally liked to stay at home had no choice but to come out and team up with others to hunt blood demons outside the forest to earn rent for the next month.
Compared with these monks, Ren An, who is an alchemist, lived a much more nourishing life.
It is more comfortable than before the rent increase.
Because many monks were forced to go out hunting blood demons to make money, and they would inevitably be injured during the hunting process, which caused the price of pills to soar, which was several times higher than before.
After all, in the world of cultivating immortals, there is no such thing as market regulation.
You can charge as much as you want, whether you like it or not.
Ren An has benefited a lot from this surge in the price of pills.
In less than half a month, he earned 78 low-grade spirit stones.
Income has increased by tens or hundreds of times compared to before.
After paying the rent to Steward Zhang.
Ren An returned to the house and continued to have in-depth communication with his wife to enhance their relationship.
Compared to when she first got married, now Song Huaying looks much more mature and charming, and she is often very active when having sex, making it difficult to resist.
However, Ren An didn't feel troubled, on the contrary, he loved and became obsessed with his little wife more and more.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"Pill Master Ren, are you at home!"
"I want to buy a pill!"
Ren An was making out with his little wife on the bed, when suddenly there was a knock on the door, and a very anxious shout.
He has become accustomed to this kind of shouting in the recent period.
You don't need to look to know that most of the monks who are going to hunt the blood demon come to buy the elixir.
After all, injuries are inevitable during hunting.
At this time, the pills becomes very important.
Basically, as soon as the alchemy pills are made, it will be swept away immediately.
Many people want to buy it, but they are forced to find the alchemist's house to buy it now as there's shortage of pills in the market .
It means that if the buyer wants to buy some pills, he will bring the materials needed to refine these pills, and come to ask the alchemist to help refine them.
A processing fee will be given after finishing the work.
However, since this is a special period, the processing fee is not cheap.
Ren An reluctantly got up from his bed leaving the embrace of his little wife, got dressed and got out quickly.
He walked to the window next to the door and stopped, and started a business with the monk standing outside the window.
After some communication.
The two sides quickly reached an agreement.
It will take at least two hours to refine these elixirs.
The processing fee is as high as 5 low-grade spirit stones.
This price is very affordable, much cheaper than other alchemists.
Ren An likes small profits but quick turnover.
Well, that's what I said, but in fact, I'm more afraid of offending others by demanding too high of a price.
After all, this is not a society ruled by law. If you don't like a person, you can kill him at any time given you have the power to do so.
The more people you offend, the faster you die.
There is no need to put yourself in a situation where everyone is your enemy in order to make this wave of money.
Otherwise, I'm afraid that I will have my life to make money but not my life to spend it.
…
Two hours later.
Ren An refined the elixir.
He came out of the alchemy room and asked the monk outside the window to throw 5 spirit stones into the room first.
After confirming that it was correct, he hung the refined medicine on a bamboo pole and handed it out to the other party.
During the period of exchange, keep a distance at all times.
Never approach each other.
After all, as an alchemist, he has made a lot of money during this period of time.
It must have aroused the jealousy of many people.
For the sake of your own safety, you must have the heart to harm others, and you must have the heart to guard against others.
In short, don't underestimate human nature too much.
"When I earn enough money, I will move to the core area."
Ren An thought secretly.
At this time, the voice of the little charming wife Nuo Nuo came from the room.
"Husband, are you finished?"
"Okay, I am coming!"
Ren An responded, and quickly walked into the room with a helpless expression.
…
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Not long after returning to the room, Ren An heard a knock on the door again.
It was a bit annoying to be honest, but he put on his clothes skillfully and left the room.
After all, it is now a once-in-a-lifetime period of making money, and he must seize this opportunity to make a fortune.
Being able to make money is more important than anything else.
Come to the window next to the door, Ren An picked up a bamboo pole and opened the curtain of the window from a distance.
The next second, the old gambling monk who lived next door came into view.
"Alchemist Ren, help the old monk, lend me 20 low-grade spirit stones, and when I win, you will share 70% of it!"
The eyes of the old monk were bloodshot, and his mental state looked a little crazy, probably because he was in a hurry.
Ren An flatly refused: "No money!"
After speaking, he drew the curtains and stopped talking to the old monk outside the window.
Before tactfully refusing, the old monk felt that there was hope, and came to harass him every now and then.
Now it is changed to a decisive refusal, hoping that the old monk will not come to borrow money again.
"Alchemist Ren , Alchemist Ren , why are you so selfish and short-sighted?!"
"You have let me down too much!"
"You are destined to be a stinky alchemist in this life!"
The old monk failed to borrow the spirit stone, and his mentality exploded, and he cursed angrily.
The whole person looked crazy.
Fortunately, it didn't take long before he was stopped by someone.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, are you short of money?"
"If yes, then go out with us to hunt the blood demon."
"It will not make you rich, but it is more than enough to pay the monthly rent."
"Are you coming?"
"I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming!"
The old monk eagerly agreed to the monk.
It is simply wishful for someone to see him as a teammate, as he is an old, weak, sick and disabled monk.
He has to take this opportunity.
Ren An in the room always felt something was wrong when he heard the conversation outside.
An old low-level monk like the old monk, would anyone really be willing to team up with him to hunt the blood demon?
Aren't you afraid of forming a group that is holding you back?
Or do you want to help him because you feel sorry for him?
Although Ren An was puzzled in his heart, he didn't get too entangled in the past. He quickly turned around and walked into the room, continuing to spend time tenderly with his little wife on the bed.
Whatever happens It's none of my business.
This is the basic survival essentials in this place where demons are everywhere, ghosts are as many as dogs, and people are sinister.