Chapter 130: Buddhist Divine Power! Extreme Yin Physique! So 1 1 m an Alchemy Genius! (4)
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“However, this kind of charcoal is usually given priority to the Heavenly Prefecture’s Great Liang Imperial City. In addition, the most ordinary pill formula costs more than a hundred taels.”
“If you practice in the early stages and prepared dozens or hundreds of sets of medicinal herbs, you will be considered talented in alchemy if you can succeed once.”
“It’s very likely that you won’t gain back a single tael even if you throw tens of thousands of taels of silver. In that case, do you still want to continue? “My budget is 4,000 taels of silver. I want to try.” Han Zhao’s smile did not fade.
“Brother Han, don’t tell me you’re some alchemy genius? After this, you’ll become a low-grade alchemist in a short period of time and slap my face?
That’s what it says in the book.”
Seeing that Han Zhao continued to insist, Yan Baichuan looked at him suspiciously.
“Impossible, absolutely impossible!” Han Zhao waved his hand repeatedly.
“Alright, alchemy is considered a proper job. I’ll take you to the Myriad Treasure Pavilion. Everything is sold there. It’s enough for you to start.” Yan Baichuan pondered and said.
“Thank you, Brother Yan.” Han Zhao cupped his fists. He did not expect the prefecture capital to have a Myriad Treasure Pavilion.
At the counter on the second floor of the Myriad Treasure Pavilion.
With a local like Yan Baichuan leading the way, it was much more convenient to buy things.
“Young Master Yan, I really can’t lower the price anymore. I have no right to lower the price for you.”
“Stop talking nonsense. Is this pill furnace used by newbies worth a thousand taels of silver? You’re telling me that you can’t lower the price?”
“No, it’s mainly because I don’t have the authority. He…”
“Alright, alright. If not, call your young master over. I’ll talk to him!
Yan Baichuan rolled up his sleeves and leaned against the counter, bargaining with the deacon on the second floor.
Han Zhao stood at the side and could not say a word.
No wonder everyone said that one had to rely on their parents at home and friends when they went out. This was true.
For a pill furnace worth 1,200 taels, Yan Baichuan insisted on bargaining to 1,000 taels, and he was still unwilling.
He would also buy pill formulas, medicinal herbs, and silver charcoal later.
If he continued to bargain, he could spend a few hundred taels less.
This was not a small sum.
All the money he had on him added up to just over 30,000 taels of silver. 20,000 of it came from the three sisters of the Lian family. The rest was contributed by the descendants of the aristocratic families and Hall Master Lin, who had just been killed yesterday.
Cultivation also required money, so it was naturally best to save up.
Yan Baichuan’s face was valuable here, but Han Zhao’s face was worthless now.
“Alright, Young Master Yan, please wait a moment.” The deacon felt as if he had been pardoned and hurriedly went to look for the young master.
After a while, a young man who looked to be in his late twenties walked over. He was not old, but his expression was calm. The aura of a superior was revealed.
The deacon just now was following behind him.
“Fourth Young Master Yan, what a rare guest.” The young man walked forward with a faint smile on his face. Although it was obvious that he was being polite, his smile was not fake.
“Young Master Fang.” Yan Baichuan cupped his fists and introduced to Han
Zhao beside him, “Brother Han, this is the young master of the Myriad
Treasure Pavilion, Fang Hong.”
“I’m Han Zhao. Greetings, Young Master Fang,” Han Zhao said seriously. This Fang Hong’s blood qi was surging and he was not weak. He should be at the Force Tempering Realm.
“I am Fang Hong.” Fang Hong cupped his fists. He sized up Han Zhao and couldn’t help but ask, “Young Master Han looks unfamiliar.”
Yan Baichuan patted Han Zhao’s shoulder. “My Brother Han just came out of his hometown and came to the martial arts academy to seek refuge with Senior Sister Lu.”
“Senior Sister Lu? Could it be Lu Yingxuan?” Fang Hong’s eyes lit up.
Lu Yingxuan was extremely beautiful, but to disciples of large families like them, looks were the least important. The key was that Lu Yingxuan was only 24 years old and was about to reach the Greater Mastery of Force Tempering. She was also the proud disciple of a martial arts academy head.
No matter which corner Han Zhao came from, he would at least have a grandmaster-level martial artist as his backer in the future. He was worth befriending.
“Of course! Which Senior Sister Lu can it be?!” Yan Baichuan raised his head slightly. “Brother Han is Senior Sister Lu’s father’s proud disciple.”
“I see. I’m sorry.” The smile on Fang Hong’s face became warmer. He changed the topic and said, “I heard that Fourth Young Master Yan wants to buy a pill furnace. Could it be that Brother Han wants to refine pills?”
“I’m more interested in alchemy, so I’m prepared to try it out.” Han Zhao smiled shyly.
“Oh?” Fang Hong’s eyes lit up. He said to the deacon beside him, “Old Shen, which pill furnace is Young Master Han interested in?”
“Young Master, it’s a four-legged beast pill furnace. It’s worth 1,200 taels of silver. I’ve already waived 200 taels of silver on account of Young Master Yan,” the deacon said respectfully.
When Fang Hong heard this, he nodded. “How about this? I’ll give Fourth Young Master Yan face and also make friends with Brother Han. I’ll sell this four-legged beast furnace at the cost price of six hundred taels. How about
Although Yan Baichuan was a little profligate, he was a loyal person and had a good relationship with people in the Martial Academy. Fang Hong did not have a bad impression of him.
It was unknown if Han Zhao in front of him had talent in alchemy, but he looked to be in his early twenties. From the blood qi flow, he should have just reached the third Blood Qi Breakthrough. This level could be considered a genius in the prefecture capital.
“In that case, thank you, Young Master Fang.” Han Zhao cupped his fists. The other party’s intention of befriending him was obvious, so he naturally wouldn’t refuse.
“Now that you have a pill furnace, you still have to learn the most basic alchemy techniques. Then, you have to learn the pill formula.” Fang Hong pondered and said.
‘i l remember that there are two pill formulas in the most basic alchemy records. The cost price is 300 taels of silver, I’ll sell it to Brother Han. In addition, I’ll give you 40 catties of silver charcoal.”
“Yes.” The deacon bowed respectfully and returned to the counter to collect the goods..