1761: C1761 The Dubbing

C1761 The Dubbing

Zhong Ming walked out of the door with the newly concocted pills in his hand. However, the moment Zhong Ming walked out of the inn, he was called back by the innkeeper.

"Zhong Ming, come here quickly!" The owner greeted Zhong Ming loudly.

Zhong Ming walked towards the owner of the inn in confusion. He looked at the owner as if he didn't know what he was talking about.

He saw the boss write four large words on the prepared white cloth.

"The Spirit Pill's medicine." While the boss was writing, Zhong Ming read it out.

"How is it? It's been a long time since I've written in calligraphy. I wonder how it's doing? " The boss asked Zhong Ming with a smile.

Zhong Ming gave his boss a thumbs up and said, "Boss, you can't be proficient in the art of zither, chess and painting, right? The words written are also so beautiful. "

"You're too kind. This is for you." The boss smiled and passed a white cloth with words written on it to Zhong Ming.

"For me?" Zhong Ming looked at the boss in surprise and asked.

Well, if you want to open a good door, you have to do so. Look around, there are so many inns around here, why is it that my inn business is the best, and it is precisely because my reputation is better than the other inns' that most of the guests will choose to stay at my house! The boss smiled and said to Zhong Ming.

Zhong Ming looked outside, not to mention it was really like what the boss said, the reputation of the boss was better than the others. Looking at the inside, the boss was already full of customers, business was booming.

"Alright, young man. Let's go. I hope you can win today!" The boss patted Zhong Ming's shoulder and said with a smile.

"Alright, thank you for your auspicious words, Boss." After Zhong Ming said this, he carried the white cloth the boss gave him and rushed to the stall yesterday with his pills.

Fortunately, his stall was not occupied yet. Thus, Zhong Ming quickly placed his white cloth on the table and then placed the pill on top of the white cloth.

He shouted, "Sell the pills! Sell the pills!"

It was currently noon and everyone was taking an afternoon nap at home. Therefore, Zhong Ming's business wasn't very good in the beginning. However, in the afternoon, after eating dinner from house to house, he started to stroll on the street.

"Lad, is this pill of yours good?" A middle-aged man walked in front of Zhong Ming and asked curiously.

"Sir, if I'm not wrong, you must have a toothache recently." Zhong Ming smiled and asked after looking at the middle-aged man's face.

"Hey, young man, how did you know? Recently, I've really had toothache! And it's especially painful, so painful that it's like one's life is on the line! " The middle-aged man hurriedly nodded and said to Zhong Ming with certainty.

"That's right! Take this medicine. After ten minutes, just ten minutes, your toothache will definitely be cured! " Zhong Ming said to the middle-aged man.

"Is there really such a god? "Young lad, don't lie to me. If you dare to lie to me, I will definitely tear up your stall!" The middle-aged man said rudely to Zhong Ming.

"Don't worry uncle, I will definitely be able to cure your illness!" Zhong Ming promised the old man again.

"Alright, how much is this Profound God coin?" The middle-aged man took out a few scattered Xuan God Coins from his pocket and asked Zhong Ming.

"Uncle, just give me two Divine Profound Coins." Zhong Ming smiled and said to the middle-aged man.

"Aiyo, not bad. It's cheaper than the medicine store on the west side of the city!" The uncle smiled and said to Zhong Ming.

Zhong Ming nodded slightly: "Don't worry, Uncle. I can't help but feel that it's cheaper than that, and the effect is definitely better than that."

"Alright, then I'll give it a try." With that, the old man gave two Divine Profound Coins and left Zhong Ming's stall.

After that, Zhong Ming's elixirs were sold very well. In just one day, he had earned more than two thousand cultivation God's Coins. Moreover, he had yet to sell off a large portion of his elixirs, so the remaining elixirs should be able to be sold for at least two to three days.

In other words, he himself would be able to earn at least three or four thousand Xuan God dollars.

Just when Zhong Ming was cleaning up the stall, the beggar from yesterday came to Zhong Ming's stall.

"Hey, old man, you're here again." Zhong Ming said very politely to the old beggar.

"Yes, this time, I have come to retrieve some pills from you. The effects of the pills you have refined are truly incredible." The beggar looked towards Zhong Ming and said with certainty.

Zhong Ming smiled: "Of course! They are honest and honest! "

"Come here..." The Pauper turned and spoke to the group of beggars behind him.

Zhong Ming was shocked to see so many beggars, so he asked the old beggar: "Sir... Are so many people here to get the medicine? "

If so many beggars came to take his medicine, he wouldn't be able to afford it for the next two days. He wouldn't be able to sell them for that much either, and it would be a long distance before he could buy the special container that the Sword Saint spoke of …

If he delayed it, the time for him to take revenge would slowly fade away. He could not bear the torment of so many beggars!

"Young man, you wouldn't refuse, right …. You look like a pretty good alchemist. " The old beggar said to Zhong Ming lightly.

Zhong Ming wanted to refuse, but seeing that the beggars were mostly full of old and weak people, he didn't know what to do. In the end, Zhong Ming's heart softened and said to the beggars, "Everyone's limited by one pill, and I'm afraid that there won't be enough people in the future. You can come here to get a hundred pills every day, but it must be in the dead of night because I'm afraid of delaying my business too early …"

"Alright, everyone hurry up and come over. The young man has agreed!" The old beggar happily said to the people behind him.

Hearing that, the beggars behind him walked towards Zhong Ming. At first, Zhong Ming thought that they would fight over the goods, but what Zhong Ming didn't expect was that these beggars seemed to be very orderly. The group of people lined up and each received a pill before leaving.

"Young man, what's your name?" The old beggar asked Zhong Ming curiously.

"My name is Zhong Ming." Zhong Ming smiled and said to the old beggar decisively.

"Alright, Zhong Ming. "Thank you very much." The old beggar turned and walked away.

Zhong Ming originally wanted to ask the old beggar for his name, but the old beggar left too quickly, and disappeared before Zhong Ming could even open his mouth.

"Alas, I've wasted fifty more pills." Zhong Ming shrugged and walked into the tavern.

"How is it? The result of today's battle? " The inn owner asked Zhong Ming with a smile.

Zhong Ming nodded slightly and said proudly to the boss, "You've had a fruitful battle today! He sold a lot of medicinal pills. "

"This is the thousand Divine Profound Coins that I took from you earlier, in addition to the inn's money. I'll give it to you!" With that, Zhong Ming took out fifteen hundred cultivation coins from his pocket and placed it on the boss' table.

"Looks like I've made quite a lot today. My investment was right as well!" Zhong Ming smiled and said to the boss.

"En, okay, thanks to boss's good fortune, but the beggar came again today and took away fifty of my pills for free." Zhong Ming shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly.

"Fifty pills?" "So many?" The boss asked Zhong Ming in surprise.

Zhong Ming nodded slightly, "Yes, not only did that beggar come by himself, he also brought a lot of beggars with him." Zhong Ming sighed and said to the boss.

"A good person will always have a good reward. I believe that whatever you do, you will also receive a good reward." The boss smiled and said to Zhong Ming.

"Let me treat you to dinner tonight!" Zhong Ming fished out twenty Divine Xuan Coins from his pocket and ordered the kitchen to prepare a table of dishes and bring it up.

"Isn't this a little inappropriate... The Profound God Coin that you give me has already far surpassed the amount that you would need to spend these past few days in the inn. " The boss said to Zhong Ming awkwardly.

"Look, boss, I'm going to stay in the inn for a few more days, why do you want to kick me out now?!" Zhong Ming jokingly asked the boss.

"Haha, no!" The owner naturally nodded his head very straightforwardly and said.

Oh yeah, boss, this is the pill I refined for you. If you eat it, it should have a pretty good effect on your body. Zhong Min expressed her gratitude to the boss.

"Thank you very much." The boss accepted the pill from Zhong Ming without any hesitation.

"Boss, aren't you acting a little out of place just because you said that?" Zhong Ming smiled as he raised his wine cup and drank.1

The inn owner also raised the wine cup in his hand and gulped down the wine.

After toasting a few times, Zhong Ming returned to the guest room. Naturally, he brought some food for Han Xue'er as well.

"Zhong Ming, you've been really busy these past few days." Han Xue'er sighed and said to Zhong Ming helplessly.

Zhong Ming shrugged his shoulders, sighed helplessly and said, "When this period of time is over, I will definitely accompany you well."

Han Xue'er pursed her lips, sat down beside Zhong Ming, and the two of them laid on the bed …

The next morning, Zhong Ming woke up early for nothing else. He picked up the remaining five hundred Mysterious God dollars and walked towards the medicine store, buying a considerable amount of medicinal herbs.

He then repeated the steps in his hand and began to refine the pill.

Not long later, several hundred pills appeared in Zhong Ming's hands.

Zhong Ming went straight to his stall. In order to make his pills sell more quickly, Zhong Ming thought of a pretty good idea this time: buy some pills for the doctor!

"Buy medicine for me to see!" Buy medicine for me to see a doctor! "

With Zhong Ming's call, a bunch of people gathered around Zhong Ming.

They all rushed to buy the pills in Zhong Ming's hands.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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