"puff"

Ye Qingqing, who was drinking tea, almost spat her water onto Miao Tianxiang, but luckily she turned her head in time.

She had originally planned to find a random reason to refuse, since she had said that she had used many rare medicinal herbs. If it were mass-produced, wouldn't that arouse Miao Tianxiang's suspicion?

But now—

Ye Qingqing suppressed her wildly beating heart and asked incredulously, "How much is a bottle?"

She was afraid she had misheard.

The bottle she prepared was only a month's supply!

Miao Tianxiang's eyes were full of laughter. This girl thought she was acting calm, but her eyes were gleaming with greed and her voice was trembling, which betrayed her true intentions. She was indeed a money-grubbing girl.

She liked it even more!

"Ten thousand yuan a bottle, take as many as you want, cash payment, no credit or debts," Miao Tianxiang said, suppressing a laugh.

Ye Qingqing swallowed hard; her throat was still very dry. She drank the tea in her cup in one gulp and immediately made a decision, "Currently, we can only supply twenty bottles a month; we can't supply any more."

She added, "Except for Aunt Xiang."

In fact, she could easily supply 500 bottles a month, but Ye Qingqing knew that things are valued for their rarity. If dragon liver and phoenix brain were everywhere, they would be just as worthless as pig liver and pig brain.

Therefore... she has to limit the quantity!

One bottle costs 10,000, so twenty bottles would cost 200,000. Earning 200,000 a month would be 2.4 million a year.

Holy crap, even twenty years from now, her income will still be among the highest!

Miao Tianxiang, being an experienced woman, immediately saw through Ye Qingqing's little scheme and deliberately asked, "Really only twenty bottles? I have more than twenty clients here!"

Ye Qingqing swallowed hard again; her throat was still burning. She had been worried about not having a way to make money, but now that money was pouring in, she still had to give away most of it… Her heart ached!

"Sister Tianxiong, give me another cup of tea!"

Ye Qingqing handed the empty teacup to Miao Tianxiong. She needed to get some water to put out the fire, otherwise her brain would be fried.

Miao Tianxiong's usually aloof expression softened with a smile, and he brought out an electric kettle so Ye Qingqing could pour herself a drink.

After drinking another cup of hot tea, Ye Qingqing calmed down a bit. Suppressing her heartache, she firmly shook her head, "Only twenty servings. Besides the rarity of the raw materials, the preparation process is also extremely complicated. I can only prepare one bottle in one night."

In fact, she can prepare dozens of bottles in one night. The process is not complicated at all, and the raw materials are all common. The cost is less than ten yuan. The reason why the effect is so amazing is because of the addition of spiritual spring water and spiritual dew. It would be strange if it was not good!

Miao Tianxiang looked at her intently, knowing full well that the little girl wasn't telling the truth, but she appreciated Ye Qingqing even more.

It's truly rare to remain clear-headed in the face of money, since many people would choose immediate gains rather than consider the long term.

"You just said you only have twenty bottles right now, is it possible to have more later?" Miao Tianxiang asked.

"Yes, since this is the first time we've prepared it, the technique isn't very refined yet. We should be able to prepare more in the future, but the amount of raw materials is limited. Fifty bottles a month is the limit."

Ye Qingqing felt even more pain in her heart. In fact, there was no limit to how much she could produce; she could make hundreds of bottles even with her eyes closed.

A steady stream...

After silently repeating it hundreds of times, Ye Qingqing's mood calmed down a bit. Five hundred thousand a month, six million a year. And it's only 1996 now. The best garden villas in Pingjiang City only cost a few hundred thousand. She could buy several villas with the money she earned in a year.

When Pingjiang's housing prices skyrocket in a decade or so, she'll be a landlady, counting money while lying down, haha!