On April 1, the day after Pi Qinghua delivered Magnolia officinalis bark, Myrica ovata and Dictamni bark to Anyun Pharmacy, Pi Qinghua and his family got up early.
Now their family's source of income has become stable and considerable. If they can earn at least 4,000 yuan in ten days, they can earn 12,000 yuan a month. So, after Pi Da finished painting 10 catties of Magnolia officinalis bark, 5 catties of Ghost-seeing Feathers and Dictamni bark that he was supposed to paint today, he temporarily stopped painting the skin and prepared to do more important things.
The so-called more important thing was to collect blood from all over. Pi Qinghua had already had the two bags of blood from yesterday checked by the Demon Ancestor, and they were two bags of fresh type A blood. So the Demon Ancestor was quite satisfied and accepted them. The original debt of one thousand bags of blood was only 998 bags of blood.
Pi Qinghua couldn't help but roll his eyes after hearing this number. This is really a big sale number.
From April 1 to April 10, Pi Qinghua went to dozens of private clinics in the surrounding area alone or with Lang Zhi and Da Hei, and got ten bags of blood. But what made him very anxious and disappointed was that two of the ten bags of blood did not meet the requirements of the demon. In the end, he had no choice but to let his magic pen absorb the two bags of O-type blood that were about to go bad and still contained cold germs.
Fortunately, the magic pen is not picky about the blood of the most intelligent creatures in the world. It probably knows that unless its current owner has a brain seizure or suddenly becomes antisocial, it will not have fresh human blood to drink, so it directly absorbs this bad blood.
As a result, Pi Qinghua could not bear the erosion of the evil spirit of the magic pen after absorbing human blood, so he stayed in bed for two days on April 10 and 11. He even had an emotional outburst in the middle, which frightened Lang Zhi and Da Hei so much that they stayed by his side, fearing that something might happen to him.
On April 12, Pi Qinghua felt that his body and mood had improved a lot. Then he thought a little bit that he had missed the delivery time every ten days by one day. He had to deliver the medicinal herbs and tree barks today no matter what, otherwise it would be unreasonable.
So Pi Qinghua dragged his weak body out of bed, and drove his electric tricycle to the medicinal materials market accompanied by Xiaolang and Dahei.
At this time, President Langda in the villa frowned, thinking back to the past few days when he occasionally followed, no, occasionally bumped into Pi Qinghua and found that he always ran to small clinics, and always felt that something was a bit abnormal. If this person wanted to save his face, he shouldn't go to small clinics or black clinics, but go to some normal large hospitals. If he didn't want others to find out, he should go directly to Uncle An.
But Pi Qinghua's behavior seemed to be doing something shady. Thinking about Pi Qinghua's previous visit to the central blood donation station, Lang Yixing felt that he had discovered a very strange truth.
"… Before, it was chicken blood, but now it's human blood?" Lang Yixing said this, and rolled his eyes. If that pretty boy was a normal person, he shouldn't have done this, right? "It's not a vampire or anything," President Lang muttered, and then suddenly stopped.
"Well, if you only look at the right side of his face, he does look like a vampire. Handsome."
At this moment, President Langda's mind suddenly opened up, "Does he need to suck enough blood to restore his face?"
Then President Lang was silent for a long while, and finally slapped his thigh: "This must be the truth, I am so smart. That pretty boy is not a human being!!"
Glasses, who was passing by accidentally, stumbled when he heard this and almost crashed into the coffee table. It took him a long time to recover. He pushed his glasses and said to his boss: "Boss, if he is not a human, what will you do?"
Upon hearing this, President Lang looked at his smartest subordinate like a fool and said, "What can we do? We should just do it. What's wrong with the vampire? He was knocked down by me in one go."
Glasses: “… ” Actually, that’s not what I meant. Have you considered the life span issue? Also, is the solution you just mentioned what I was thinking of
"Ah, I'm actually quite busy today, but I just saw that pretty boy being helped out by that brat. I think he's seriously lacking blood. I'll go check on them in case anything happens to them."
The corner of Yan Jing's mouth twitched instantly, it must be that what he meant.
As he said this, President Lang was about to follow with his coat. However, Bai Jian, who came rushing over, stopped him and said, "Not today. The head of the European Walsh family is here. He is going to City A to select a high-end machinery partner for the next three years. The Pi family has made full preparations for this matter. If you are not here, we may not be able to finalize the cooperation."
It was rare for Bai Jian to say so many words at once, which showed that this matter was important enough. Lang Yixing thought about it for a while, because the Pi family had a grudge against him for plotting to take their son away, so he pursed his lips in the end, and his eyes instantly became sharp.
"Then let's go to the company. If I don't hurt the Pi family this time, I won't have to work for them anymore."
At this time, at the headquarters of Pi's company, Uncle Pi Er and Uncle Pi Da were talking to their son with serious faces.
"Ayuan, are you sure you can grasp the preferences of the notoriously picky youngest son of the Walls family? For the sake of this cooperation, we have put all other businesses aside. If this cooperation is not successful, then our capital chain for the next three years will become quite tight, and it may even affect the future development of our Pi family." It was Uncle Pi who spoke. Although his expression was very serious, he looked at Pi Yuan, his son, with admiration in his eyes.
Pi Yuan has a gentle face, and with his well-fitting suit and calm demeanor, he is a perfect specimen of a tall, rich and handsome man. However, there is always a flash of something cold and sinister in his slightly narrow eyes, but few people can see it.
"Hey, what's so uncertain about this? My eldest cousin is a talent among talents, the future helmsman of the Pi family. How could he not be able to handle it? Uncle, you worry too much. My dad and I believe in my eldest cousin." The one who spoke was Pi Qi, the son of Uncle Pi II. He was not as good-looking as Pi Yuan, but his eyes were full of admiration for his eldest cousin.
"Yes, big brother, A Yuan is a man who will never do wrong. Look at the past three years, Pi's has been getting better and better, so let's wait and sign the contract today. A Yuan is really amazing."
Uncle Pi's smile deepened upon hearing this, but Pi Yuan looked at the two father and son opposite him with a half-smile, and then slowly withdrew his gaze. He would never forget how he had schemed against that kid Pi Qing, and he would never forget how Uncle Pi had schemed against his uncle and his wife. He would never do such a stupid thing as trusting others carelessly and ending up with his life being betrayed, no matter what others did.
"Haha, Second Uncle, you're too kind. All speculations are useless before the results come out." However, he did get all the information that Pi Qing had researched on the preferences of the heir of the Walsh family. That was something that Pi Qing had prepared for a year, so he thought it wouldn't be wrong.
"A-choo!" Pi Qinghua sneezed violently as soon as he drove the tricycle to the medicinal materials market. "Tsk, some damned bastard must have thought of me again... I curse you to achieve nothing today!"
"Uncle An, open the door quickly, I'm here to deliver the goods!"
At this time, in Anyun Pharmacy, Uncle An was listening with surprise to the report from the boss and the old Chinese doctor he hired, about how there were a strange number of repeat customers buying many herbal soup packets in the past twenty days.
"What do these medicine packets have in common?" Uncle An suddenly thought of something and his eyes flashed.
The old Chinese doctor thought about it, and then his eyes lit up, "Oh, old man, I remember now, they all have the Magnolia bark I collected recently! And some are Guijianyu."
Uncle An suddenly smiled.