Chen Qingfeng was dumbfounded.
This, this... Isn't the price of the Xuanli liquid the same
When can you roll the dice to set prices
The dice whirled and finally stopped at one point.
Xiaobao looked at the solitary point, and frowned unhappily with his heroic eyebrows, "It's too cheap."
The mysterious medicine made by mother is so good that it only sells for this price.
Chen Qingfeng laughed quickly and said, "One hundred gold coins is already quite a lot, and the price of Xuanli Liquid on the market is just that. Even the most famous [Hongsheng Pharmacy] in Xia'an City has an intermediate mysterious pharmacist, and a bottle of mysterious Liye can only be sold for two hundred gold coins at most."
At this time, he was 100% sure that the mysterious medicine that Muyan gave him to treat his mother's tuberculosis must have been bought from outside.
But also because of this, Chen Qingfeng felt that since Muyan was willing to let him treat his mother with the mysterious medicine bought at a huge price, he should repay this benefactor well and never let her down.
Even if the Xuanli liquid that Miss Jun refined wasn't good enough, he would definitely help sell it.
Xiaobao glanced at him coldly.
That beautiful pair of blue eyes, which look extremely similar to Muyan's, are full of contempt at this moment.
It was as if what Chen Qingfeng said was a big joke.
Chen Qingfeng was puzzled and was about to ask questions.
Just listen to the cold little milk voice: "Who told you it was a hundred gold coins."
"Huh? Then...how much will it cost?"
"Ten thousand gold coins."
Chen Qingfeng staggered and knocked his head on the table.
But he didn't care about the pain at all, he straightened up quickly and said: "Young master, don't be joking. This is the lowest level of profound strength liquid, 10,000 gold coins a piece!! Even Huang Yaoguo's Tiandaozong would not dare to sell it like that Ah! You, are you mistaken?"
As he said that, he looked at Muyan for help, hoping that Muyan could correct Xiaobao's wrong concept of money.
But Muyan hugged Xiaobao and kissed her, and said with a smile: "I can sell it at whatever price my darling says."
"But... But Miss Jun, this is not sold at all! The other profound strength liquids in the store only sell for a bottle of one hundred gold coins!"
Muyan strolled earnestly and said: "It doesn't matter, you can mark the price of this bottle of profound strength liquid separately and sell it separately. If someone buys it, you can sell it. If no one buys it, I won't settle the score with you."
How could anyone buy this
Chen Qingfeng couldn't help but want to howl.
Buying a bottle of profound strength liquid with 10,000 gold coins, wouldn't that be a scam
He wanted to persuade him again, but Xiao Bao gave him a cold look, opened his mouth slightly, and spit out two words: "Idiot."
Chen Qingfeng Petrochemical.
Muyan knocked her son on the head, "Don't be rude to Uncle Chen."
Xiaobao wrinkled his little nose, snorted and said, "Mother made it, how could it be an ordinary mysterious medicine? You don't even know this, what is it if you're not a fool?"
Muyan was amused by her son's arrogant appearance, and couldn't help pinching his chubby face.
The blush on Xiao Baojun's face flashed away, and then immediately became cold again.
Chen Qingfeng was confused and wanted to ask.
But I heard Chen's mother's voice from the back door, "You just do what Miss Jun tells you to do. So much nonsense?"
Chen Qingfeng was reprimanded by his mother, and he didn't dare to say any more.
On the other side, Mother Chen has already brought the steamed buns she just made, warmly calling Muyan and Xiaobao to enjoy them.
Holding the steamed stuffed bun, Xiao Bao said in a childish voice, "Thank you grandma."