After being fed with delicious food by Cheng Yi, An Yan's mood immediately rose in a straight line, and the previous emotion and confusion were almost squeezed by the delicious food.
Although he felt that the succession of the two should be just a coincidence, An Yan was still very grateful. His eyes sparkled and he said: "Senior, thank you for allowing me to eat such delicious dishes. I really don't know how to express my gratitude. Why don't I let Let me help you make a bottle of potion!"
Cheng Yi was a little dumbfounded. The reason why he made such an arrangement was just to hope that the little guy's mood would improve as soon as possible, not to get the potion made by the little guy.
Cheng Yi shook his head and said: "You are too polite. Speaking carefully, you are willing to help me taste the taste of these dishes. I should thank you. So how can I accept your medicine?"
But An Yan insisted: "No, no, the senior helped me so much before, and gave me and my mother such a precious gift yesterday, and today I ate so many delicious dishes, I must make two bottles of potions for you. you!"
After speaking, An Yan stood up directly: "Senior, take me to the pharmacy quickly."
"Yanyan..." Cheng Yi became more and more helpless.
An Yan's eyes widened, and he directly used threats: "If the senior disagrees, then I will never eat the delicacies made by the senior again in the future!"
After thinking about it, he added aggressively: "I will never invite seniors to my house again!"
Cheng Yi was helpless again, and couldn't help but feel soft. He wished he could immediately press and knead the puffed-up cheeky little guy who was pretending to be vicious, but he was finally stopped by reason.
He sighed, and deliberately dragged his tone: "Since Yanyan is so persistent, then I have no choice but to..."
Although what he said just now was very firm, An Yan was actually very disturbed in his heart. Could the senior be really angry because of this and stop being friends with him
Seeing that although the little guy was still holding on to a tough attitude on the surface, but his moist eyes showed obvious apprehension and worry, Cheng Yi couldn't help but feel softer in his heart.
"I have no choice but to accept your thank you." Cheng Yi finally uttered the second half of the sentence, while continuing to pay attention to the little guy's expression calmly.
Seeing that the little guy really breathed a sigh of relief, slowly loosened his tightly clenched hands, and made a cute finger hook movement quietly, the corners of Cheng Yi's mouth began to rise uncontrollably crazily.
How can his little one be so cute!
"Then senior, take me to the pharmacy!" An Yan urged, as if worried that Cheng Yi would regret it.
Cheng Yi rubbed An Yan's hair helplessly and dotingly: "Let's go."
Out of respect and value for An Yan, Cheng Yi also did not stay in the pharmacy when he was making the potion this time.
So when An Yan walked out with a basket of potions smiling, Cheng Yi had a very rare moment of blank expression on his face: "This..."
There are at least a dozen bottles of such a basket of potions, right
This is completely different from what I said before!
An Yan directly sent the basket to Cheng Yi, and said with a smile, "These are gifts for seniors, please accept them quickly."
Cheng Yi pursed his lips, and the corners of his mouth were tense: "What Yanyan said before, seems to be giving me two bottles of medicine?"
A guilty conscience flashed in An Yan's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it. He pretended to be justified and said confidently: "I... I just said that I want to give the senior two bottles of high-quality medicine, but I don't know if I am Is it possible to make high-quality potions today? To be on the safe side, I just made a few more bottles. And... and maybe there are no high-quality potions in these potions... "
In the end, An Yan's voice became lower and lower because of guilt, and could hardly be heard.
Obviously even he himself didn't believe these words, let alone Cheng Yi, but since the medicine had been made, Cheng Yi had no choice but to keep it all, but of course he couldn't accept it as a thank you gift.
He sighed softly, and led An Yan back to the pharmacy room: "You haven't tested these medicines just now, have you?"
An Yan nodded guiltily.
Cheng also put these medicines into the detector one by one, and started the long detection work.
The first bottle of potion: high-quality potion, the effect time is 94 days, and the side effect is slight dizziness for 30 seconds.
The second bottle of medicine: high-quality medicine, with a duration of 112 days and a side effect of slight fatigue for 20 seconds.
The third bottle of potion: high-quality potion, the effect time is 143 days, and the side effect is slight drowsiness for 10 seconds.
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The thirteenth bottle of potion: high-quality potion, the effect time is 216 days, and the side effect is a slight depression for 5 seconds.
These thirteen bottles of potions have different effects and side effects, but they have one thing in common, that is, they are all veritable high-quality medicines, and they are high-quality medicines among high-quality medicines.
Cheng Yi read out the contents of the last test result, and then turned his head expressionlessly to An Yan who was already wishing to shrink himself into a corner: "Huh? Maybe there are no high-quality medicines among these medicines?"
If possible, An Yan now just wants to turn himself back into a hamster, and then collapse into a meatloaf and pretend to be dead.
It's a pity that he can't, so facing Cheng Yi's toneless rhetorical question, An Yan can only falter and say: "This... that... maybe it should be a coincidence?"
"Coincidence?" Cheng Yi sneered, his voice sounding particularly heartless, "Thirteen bottles of medicine, each bottle is high-quality medicine, the minimum aging time is 94 days, the highest aging time is 216 days, all side effects are the slightest reaction, and the last The long time is only 30 seconds, if this can be called a coincidence, then I am afraid there is nothing in this world that cannot be a coincidence."
It was the first time An Yan saw Cheng Yi with such a cold attitude, he couldn't help shrinking his neck in fright, and forgot to think for a while, all the potions he made were given to him, the more high-quality potions, the better the effect , the less side effects, the happier he should be.
Cheng Yi did it on purpose. Only by keeping a straight face now to scare the little guy, can he gain the upper hand when discussing the price later.
Cheng Yi quickly stated: "There are so many bottles of high-quality medicines, I can't accept them all."
Of course, An Yan wanted to give all the potions to Cheng Yi, but at this time he had no confidence at all, and he didn't dare to refute at all, he only gave Cheng Yi a timid look, and quickly lowered his head again.
"I can accept one of the bottles as a thank you gift. As for the rest..." Cheng Yi paused for a moment, but still said in a cold voice, "Sell me a bottle of 20 million."
An Yan was shocked immediately, and asked instead, regardless of guilt: "Isn't it still 10 million a bottle before?!"
Cheng Yi frowned: "Based on the test results of these high-quality medicines, the price is already very low. If you insist on not agreeing, then I won't accept a bottle of medicine."
"That's no good, let's not talk about other medicines, at least you can't take the two bottles I gave you," An Yan said, and took the two bottles with the longest shelf life among these medicines, "These two bottles of medicines You must accept it!"
He originally wanted to put the potion directly into Cheng Yi's hand, but he was afraid that the other party would reject him directly, so he could only put the potion on the table next to the other party cowardly, and sneaked a cautious glance at Cheng Yi during the process.
Cheng Yi was almost amused by An Yan's cute little gestures, and finally managed to tame his expression, and said in a serious tone: "If you refuse to sell me the medicine, I won't accept a single bottle."
"You are buying and selling by force..." An Yan complained in a low voice.
"You are right, I am indeed buying and selling by force," Cheng Yi admitted very frankly, "You can refuse and take all these medicines away."
With that said, Cheng Yi also put the two bottles of medicine back into other medicines.
The reason why Cheng Yi had to buy these potions was because An Yan's potions were really difficult to sell to others, and also because he was worried that he would not know how to protect himself, and would find some black market channels to be targeted by those who wanted to, which would harm him instead.
An Yan dared not speak out, wanted to stop him but didn't dare to do anything, the whole mouse was so cowardly, it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Then... then at least the price will be cheaper..."
Being begged by An Yan with such a soft and waxy voice, Cheng Yi's heart softened a long time ago: "Yan Yan may not know that I bought these medicines at this price, but I actually made money."
Of course, An Yan didn't believe Cheng Yi's words.
Cheng Yi explained: "I can keep these medicines for myself, and if I can't use them up, I can find a suitable channel to sell them. If such a bottle of high-quality medicine is resold, it can sell for at least 30 million yuan. The above, so Yan Yan thinks that I am losing money or gaining?"
"Can this medicine really sell for so much money?" An Yan was still skeptical.
Cheng Yi nodded affirmatively, and took the opportunity to say, "If you don't believe what you said, you can leave these medicines with me first, and when I find a suitable buyer, I will transfer the money to you according to the transaction price. Is that okay?"
Hearing this, An Yan almost believed it, but...
Although this can indeed prove Cheng Yi's words, but in this way, it is tantamount to Cheng Yi selling medicine for him, so the original thank you gift has turned into asking the other party for help.
Now that Cheng Yi said that these medicines can be sold for more money, An Yan naturally changed his mind: "Then...then I'd better sell these medicines to you, but you must not charge money for the two bottles given to you. .”
When the goal was achieved, Cheng Yi naturally readily agreed, and said with deep meaning: "In this way, I will take advantage of the words."
"It's just that I took advantage of the senior." An Yan didn't notice anything wrong with this sentence, and replied along the way, he never thought of using these medicines to make money before.
The deal between the two parties was concluded, and Cheng Yi immediately transferred the money to An Yan.
Excluding the two bottles of high-quality potions as a thank-you gift, the remaining eleven bottles of potions cost 20 million coins each, a total of 220 million star coins.
Seeing the sudden increase in the account balance again, An Yan was stunned for two seconds before he came back to his senses, thinking silently, is he only a money mouse now
After the transfer, Cheng Yi took the opportunity to say: "Next time Yanyan makes high-quality medicine, you can leave it to me, and I will help you find a channel to sell it."
After thinking about it, Cheng Yi was afraid that An Yan would disagree, and added with a smile: "But I will have to extract some fees from it at that time, so Yan Yan will earn less."
An Yan originally didn't want to trouble Cheng Yi, but after hearing this, he readily agreed: "Okay, then trouble the senior!"