Lin Qinghen still tried to struggle: "This is a good thing, better than the ones on the market, really, you can tell after just looking at it..."

The clerk looked at him with a cold expression of "everyone comes to say that", no matter what he said, the set price would not change.

She definitely wouldn't open it to take a look. Ever since Lin Qinghen said that he was not a pharmacist, the clerk didn't bother to look him in the eye, so naturally he wouldn't waste extra time.

If it is a high-level elixir, she may still be more careful, but Zhixue Powder is unnecessary.

Although Lin Qinghen still has a profit based on the selling price of 250, the space is very small.

He can also save the ripening agent to lower the cost, but in any case, the profit is much lower than what he expected before, and the time for him to complete the task will be greatly extended.

And after thinking about it, Lin Qinghen really couldn't accept the price.

Although the elixir was made systematically, it was also his painstaking effort. The good red round wheat was researched and planted bit by bit by him.

The great workers and peasants will not be squeezed by capitalists!

And this is not the only pharmacy in the city!

He walked out aggressively with his own medicine.

Then he discovered that other medicine shops were not as good as Bailu Medicine Shop.

The purchase prices and charges of big stores are similar, and Bailu is slightly higher in comparison. Small and medium-sized stores directly do not accept foreign and bulk goods.

In the end, Lin Qinghen ran for almost a day and came across ashes. In the last two hours, he simply spread a piece of cloth at the street corner and decided to sell it himself.

Although it was a bad start, at any rate, this situation taught Lin Qinghen, who lives deep in the Lin family, a lesson.

If he wants to make money, he can't just do scientific research, he has to be down-to-earth.

It's not just that he is aggrieved that the medicine can't be sold. Now he is sitting on the ground and going through the matter seriously.

When he went to the first one, he wondered why the price of the elixir was so low. Although pharmacists could save testing fees and handling fees by virtue of their status, their profit margins were also very small, and might even be negative.

Alchemists are famous for their high status, why would this situation be allowed to exist?Is this reasonable?

He went to a few more, actually inquired about the situation, contacted left and right, and soon understood that it was reasonable.

While pharmacists are scarce in talent, they lack combat effectiveness, and they need financial support in the process of cultivation and improvement. Therefore, in order to protect themselves, this group either chooses to form a group, or joins a powerful force to seek protection, or is born in Among the forces, single pharmacists are very rare.

The twisted pharmacist group or family of pharmacists was originally one of the partners of the pharmacy. The strong pharmacy cooperated with the big pharmacy, and the weak pharmacy cooperated with the small pharmacy. They even belonged to the owner of the pharmacy and belonged to the capitalists.

And the medicines of the pharmacists who choose to join the forces will not flow into the market at all, and will be used directly by their own people.

If you really don't want to join any forces to restrain yourself, relatively independent alchemists will not sell medicine directly, but will choose a private adventure team as a logistics team, and the refined medicine will be directly used as supplies for the team members, and at the same time enjoy the distribution of the team's adventure income Power does not directly rely on medicines to make profits, but it also makes a lot of money.

The way out for a pharmacist is actually limited.

The source of the elixir is only the alchemist. Under such circumstances, the medicine business that has grasped the large group of alchemists from the source has already formed a monopoly.

And he could also see that, as far as the attitude of the shop assistants who received him changed before and after, most of the purchase windows opened by pharmacies were not for medicines, and the main purpose was to recruit pharmacists who placed orders.

A small retail investor like Lin Qinghen who has just arrived is a low-level second-tier dealer in the eyes of the clerk, who has no right to speak, and must be the two hundred and five.

Therefore, the above conventional ways of making money for pharmacists are not suitable for his special situation. Lin Qinghen wants to complete the system tasks as soon as possible, so he has to find another way.

Sure enough, system tasks are not simple.

He set up a stall here to sell goods and tried to start his own business, but it didn't go well.

Medicine pills are unusual, they are used to save lives and heal injuries in times of crisis, and ordinary spiritual masters will naturally trust more quality-assured medicine shops.

Lin Qinghen's price has dropped from the market price of 600 to 500, and then to 400, but no one cares about it.

Not to mention buying it, no one was even interested in coming over to see the quality of the pill.

The main reason is that his goods are really simple, the quantity is only a few bottles, and it is the most common yellow-grade three-star hemostasis powder, and it is not a precious good thing. It is the most shabby one among the hawkers sitting on the ground, and they still cover their faces. , looks like a little liar.

It's not unheard of to make fake pills to cheat money these days.

Moreover, all the good places on the street were taken up. Lin Qinghen was a newcomer, and he found the most remote place. Even if he shouted, no one could see where he was.

Even so, Lin Qinghen didn't close the stall and leave. The fleet of garbage trucks had to be busy outside for a day. He counted the time, and there was still a possibility.

He ended up simply erasing the price on the sign and writing "Try it Free" instead.

The eyes of the people are discerning. Even if the drug store has a monopoly, no matter which world you are in, high-quality and cheap things will always be popular.

Lin Qinghen firmly believed that the quality and curative effect of his elixirs were more than a little bit better than those on the market. The raw materials were grown by himself, and he knew it himself.

As long as he sells a bottle this time, there will be repeat customers, which is a good start, and his visit today is not in vain.

However, medicine is not food, so it is common to try it casually, and there are even fewer people who try a medicine casually.

And seeing the sky darken, Lin Qinghen's palm-sized area was covered by the high wall next to him, and the light disappeared, let alone what was written on the board, Lin Qinghen's entire stall was hidden in the shadows out of sight.

He also wanted to sell a few free trial medicines, but the street was noisy, and Lin Qinghen's voice was not very loud, so his voice could not be heard at all.

It is even more delusional to want to change places. The streets in the city center where stalls can be set up are divided. There are only a few places. There are so many hawkers waiting to make money. He is lucky if he can find a corner today. A good position for him?

Anyway, there's always someone who notices me, right?

Lin Qinghen thought so.

What he didn't expect was that someone had noticed him long ago.

Only not in the street, but above his head.

Lin Qinghen found the location under the wall of a small inn. The location of this store in Xiaotan Street is not good because of the noise from the outside world. Usually, the business is mediocre, but recently there are many people in Dongtianfu, so this inn also It was full of people.

Right above Lin Qinghen's head was the inn's room, and there happened to be a small elegant window there.

In the room, there was a simple tea table by the window. Originally, in this environment, it was impossible to sit quietly and drink a cup of tea, but the person sitting next to the tea table sat there for a long time It's like an old monk in meditation.

The person sitting quietly also looked like a teenager, about the same age as Lin Qinghen, wearing a moon-white shirt, and his long hair was simply tied up.

He has a beautiful face, with impeccable facial features. There is an unforgettable youthful spirit between his brows, and there is also a jade-like clarity and indifference, but there is a flaw that cannot be ignored on such a beautiful face—— —his eyes seemed blind.

His eyes were an unhealthy gray color. Even if he opened them, they seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and they seemed to be covered by a layer of fog that couldn't be removed. His eyes looked empty and lifeless, and his whole body It also brings a bit of woodiness.

This blind boy did not come alone. There were two guards guarding the curtain door not far from the tea table. More than five stars.

The higher the level of spiritual masters, the more difficult it is to cultivate. The strength of the earth-level five-star spiritual masters is enough to be the guest of some small and medium-sized forces.

Logically speaking, the person who can have such a guard must be either rich or noble, and he should be the young master of a big family, but for some reason, although the two guards are honestly guarding outside, they don't treat this "young master" very well. They look respectful, and occasionally they can be heard whispering.

"This Yin Jiuxiao has been sitting there for a long time, what is he doing?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, he can hear you."

"What's wrong with hearing?" The guard curled his lips, "I gave him some face in Yin's house and called him Young Master, this is outside.

Besides, he has long been useless. If it weren't for the profitable marriage with the Lin family, why would we bother him to make such a trip?Unexpectedly, when we arrived at Dongtian Mansion yesterday, the Lin family dog ​​looked down on people, and we didn't even enter the door!I have to live in this small inn outside!shame! "

"Oh, don't say a few words," the second guard persuaded him, "Lin Chongtian and Lin Qingshuang will be back in two days, and the major forces will also gather at that time. Lin Chongtian, the master, is still reasonable and face-saving , this marriage contract is firmly established, everyone knows it, and he never dares to go back on his word. Although our young master has ruined his talent, this marriage contract with Lin Qingshuang is still useful, just wait."

The two guards were talking there, and the boy Yin Jiuxiao who was sitting there could hear him clearly, but he still remained motionless.

Although there was no fluctuation of spiritual power in his body, even though the guards outside believed that he was already "useless waste", Yin Jiuxiao was not in a daze these few hours, he was practicing.

During cultivation, nothing outside could disturb him, let alone a few words, so whether it was the guard's nonsense or the noise from the outside world, these were not important or meaningful.

There was an accident this afternoon.

Amidst the countless meaningless noises, Yin Jiuxiao heard a voice outside the window.

It is rare for him to be divided between two minds during cultivation. It may be that he is a little restless today, and he is not more concentrated than usual, and he does not know why he is attracted by that voice.

It should be a small peddler selling pills, he is not very smart, I don't know why he chose a corner, just under this window, no wonder he couldn't sell anything.

Yin Jiuxiao just listened to him muttering below, like a hapless little idiot.

"Will anyone buy 600 baht?"

"It seems a bit expensive," said a voice of wiping, "It's better to change it to 500."

"Isn't 400 okay?"

"It's so cheap."

"200! Fracture price! There is no such shop after this village, my friends!"

"I'll do it for free!"

"Oh my God, is it still useful for me to make offerings to Lucky Cat and Guan Erye?"

"...Why is there still no one?

"Hi? Check me out, okay?"

"Do you want to post back?"

"It's not impossible."

"But I don't have the money to repost, and I haven't sold a bottle yet."

"If no one is testing the medicine, why don't I show it to everyone myself?"

"I'm such a weak chicken, I feel that if I cut it down, I might die."

Compared with other hawkers, this little idiot who can't sell anything is not particularly noisy.

He should not be very old, he can't squeeze other experienced hawkers at all, and he can't even make his hawking sound. After discovering this, he quickly gave up hawking.

"All I need is one guest."

Yin Jiuxiao heard his hope again.

"As long as someone has tried it, they will know that this is the best medicine."

What he sells is only the most common hemostatic powder of Huang Jie Samsung. I don't know where this stupid confidence comes from.

But I have to admit that, amidst the many noises on the street, his crisp and soft juvenile voice is indeed a kind of clear stream, which sounds very comfortable and does not make people feel annoying.

The content that is muttered from time to time is also the truest mood of a person who does business for the first time. Even though the price has been reduced all the time, a bottle has not been sold, and there is not even a customer who came to see it, but he is still lively and happy.

It's like...a little crow chirping.

Yin Jiuxiao gave a definition with a cold face.

Although he called him Little Crow, I didn't see him annoyed enough to change his seat, he was still sitting by the window and listening.

The main reason was that the little crow didn't complain about others, and even his initial confidence didn't decrease a bit. He said "This is the best hemostatic powder in the whole spirit world", after listening for a long time, it seemed that Yin Jiuxiao almost believed it.

So he gradually became concerned, wondering when the little crow under the window would be able to sell a bottle.

Soon he heard the man entertaining himself, humming a little tune that he had never heard before, wondering if he was trying to cheer himself up.

"Good luck wish me good luck, good luck brings joy and love, good luck brings us good luck, welcome good luck to prosper and prosper! Four! Sea! Hey!"

The two guards guarding the curtain door heard a sound at this moment.

The two of them followed the sound, and it seemed that Yin Jiuxiao, who was sitting on the edge of the window like a log, suddenly laughed lowly.

What is this trash laughing at?

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