Alchemy & Martial Supreme

C1103 Do You Think I Can Do It



C1103 Do You Think I Can Do It

4Qin Ming pushed the door open and entered. The middle-aged man was sitting behind the counter, wiping the table.     0

    

He casually looked around. Qin Ming nodded his head in satisfaction. "Not bad, it basically fits my time limit."    

    

He did not have high requirements for the renovation of the shop. It was enough as long as it looked good enough.    

    

He had taken out 5,000 Soul Stone to renovate the shop. As long as the middle-aged man was not too greedy, he would definitely be able to pretend to agree with his requirements.    

    

"As long as you're satisfied." Seeing Qin Ming enter, the middle-aged man stood up and hurriedly ran over. He respectfully handed over a ring, "This is an extra Soul Stone, a total of 351 pieces!"    

    

"Take it! I'll reward you with these." Qin Ming said faintly.    

    

"Thank you, master!" The middle-aged man happily put the ring into his pocket.    

    

After thinking for a while, Qin Ming asked, "Are you busy today?"    

    

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment. "No... I'm fine! Sir, do you have any instructions?"    

    

"My shop is open for business today. Be my shopkeeper for a day. Help me hire a shopkeeper or two servants." Qin Ming said.    

    

"Alright!" He had just received so many Soul Stone from Qin Ming. Even if it was to help him for a year, it should be enough, let alone just one day.    

    

"But, isn't the opening ceremony too rushed today?" The middle-aged man said carefully.    

    

Usually, when opening a store, one needed to choose a auspicious day.    

    

Even if he didn't care about a good day, he should still choose a good day, right?    

    

"Let's open it today. We'll open it now. There's no need to prepare anything. Just place the pill on it!" Qin Ming waved his hand and said indifferently.    

    

"Alright... alright!" The middle-aged man agreed.    

    

Qin Ming handed a Dimensional Ring to the middle-aged man. He said faintly, "Put these pill on the table and it will be open for business. Once these pill are sold, we can close the shop today."    

    

"Also, the salary of the shopkeeper is 30 pieces of Soul Stone per month, and the salary of the attendant is halved!"    

    

The middle-aged man took the Dimensional Ring and disapproved in his heart. Today was the first day of the shop's opening, and without any prior publicity, how could they possibly finish selling it?    

    

It would be good if one or two customers came.    

    

There was a small booklet in the Dimensional Ring, and on it were the prices and numbers of all kinds of pill. He looked at it.    

    

"Sir, this... Is this marked wrongly?"    

    

"The price you bid is a hundred times higher than other shops. This way, there won't be any business!"    

    

Seeing the price on the pamphlet, the middle-aged man couldn't help but say.    

    

"Not expensive, it's not wrong! Just take a look at the pill and you'll know." Qin Ming said faintly.    

    

"En?" The middle-aged man took out a Jade Bottle from his interspatial Dimensional Ring, poured out a pill and a Perfect Grade Nine Pills, and rolled out.    

    

The middle-aged man turned pale with fright. This was unknown Perfect Pills!    

    

There was no market for it. Even if it was a thousand times more expensive than a low-grade pill, there would still be people buying it.    

    

The first was the scarcity of Perfect Pills. The second was that the Perfect Pills's medicinal effects were even more powerful. Many major powers used Perfect Pills as a strategic reserve. Once a Perfect Pills appeared on the market, they would snatch it away.    

    

Furthermore, there were simply too few Alchemist that could be refined into a Perfect Pills. Even if one knew how to refine a Perfect Grade Nine Pills, they would only be able to refine it occasionally.    

    

He had never even seen a Grade Nine Pills before.    

    

"Sir, are... are all of these Perfect Pills inside?" The middle-aged man stammered.    

    

"Yes, my shop only sells Ninth Grade Perfect Pills!" Qin Ming nodded and said.    

    

Only selling Grade Nine Pills, and it was a perfect grade?    

    

No wonder he was so generous, as if he didn't care about the Soul Stone.    

    

"Sir, the price you are selling for is low. Perfect Grade Nine Pills, a thousand times the price of a low grade Grade Nine Pills, there are people who are willing to buy it." The middle-aged man reminded.    

    


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