There are no secrets that stay hidden forever.
Sun Hongbo said that Han Tao's death was still a secret within the Sanyin Temple.
However, when Bai Cang returned to the medicine hall, even the servants on duty there were already discussing the matter.
"Have you heard? Lord Han is dead!"
"I'll tell you a secret, but you must never tell anyone: the special envoy sent by the Inspector General is dead!"
"What? The Inspector is dead? The murderer is a powerful figure from the Divine Sect or the Demonic Cult?"
"Have you heard? A powerful figure from the Divine Sect and the Demonic Sect has roamed thousands of miles and massacred the entire Crimson Dragon Headquarters!"
"How can the Demonic Sect's Golden Core cultivators, after battling Longhu Mountain, have razed our Heshan Dao headquarters to the ground?"
"…………"
As the rumors grew increasingly outrageous, Bai Cang couldn't help but chuckle.
Sure enough, no matter where it is, the process of "passing it down" is bound to become distorted, and then gradually become absurd, abstract, or even defy the heavens.
"Give me ten portions of all kinds of medicinal herbs!"
In front of the pharmacy's storeroom, Bai Cang arrogantly presented two tokens to the storeroom manager.
"Senior Brother Bai, aren't you putting me in a difficult position?"
The warehouse manager said with a pained expression, "How about I give you one first?"
The warehouse manager was already used to Bai Cang's daily freeloading.
But this was the first time he had ever encountered such a large appetite.
If they come every few days and do the accounting in batches over ten days or half a month, they might be able to break even.
After all, Bai Cang wasn't completely freeloading; occasionally, when he was in a good mood, he would hand over some of the finished pills.
But if it's ten portions at once, and it has to cover all the medicinal herbs, even if you kill him, he wouldn't dare to "do him a favor."
Especially rare and precious medicines like century-old ginseng, which are few in number, how could he possibly balance the accounts?
"What nonsense are you spouting? I paid for this!"
Bai Cang glared and carefully laid out 100,000 taels of silver notes. "Give me ten of each kind, ten of each kind. Otherwise, people will think I can't afford it."
"Especially those century-old ginseng, give me two more."
After saying that, he casually walked with his hands behind his back towards Sun Hongbo's private "alchemy room".
The warehouse manager's eyes lit up at the sight, and he looked at Bai Cang's back with disbelief: Has this freeloader changed his ways today? He's actually willing to spend money?
However, after he finished counting the silver notes, he couldn't help but look bitter.
The good news is: Bai Cang did indeed pay!
The bad news is: it's simply not enough to cover the debts!
The shortfall isn't much, only about seven or eight thousand taels of silver less than the cost price.
It was right within Bai Cang's "quota".
But what could the warehouse manager do? They were master and apprentice, could he really file a complaint against Bai Cang?
So before long, all sorts of medicinal herbs were delivered into Bai Cang's "exclusive alchemy room" at a constant rate.
Bai Cang didn't hold back and got straight to work.
Adhering to the principle of "doing a lot at once and finishing early", he stayed in the "alchemy room" all day to refine medicine until the moon was high in the sky, and only then did he turn all the medicinal materials into finished pills.
Looking at the full "elixir bottles" in front of him, Bai Cang felt a great sense of accomplishment.
"It wasn't easy!"
Bai Cang casually tossed pills into his mouth like he was popping candy, saying, "After three months of transmigrating, I can finally enjoy the freedom of pills."
Even if these pills were sold at "internal prices," they would be worth at least a million taels of silver, while the cost would be less than 100,000 taels.
This is still the "internal price"; if it were the "export price," it would increase several times over.
That's why people say that alchemy (medicine) practitioners are in a highly profitable industry.
But this is Bai Cang, a cheater who can use cheats as easily as eating and drinking.
For an ordinary person to master a skill like his, it would probably take burning through hundreds of millions of taels of silver.
Even Sun Hongbo would probably be terrified if he saw this, and would be so frightened that he would retire on the spot.
This is because Bai Cang's "success rate" is as high as 100%.
What the hell does that even mean?
Even a seasoned pharmacist like Sun Hongbo could only achieve this success rate when refining the most basic pills, such as the "Minor Nourishing Pill."
If it were to refine high-end pills like the "Great Nourishing Essence Pill" (ordinary ones), a success rate of 60% would be laughable.
However, in front of Bai Cang who was using cheat codes, this was just "basic operation".
"It's not really open, it's just not turned off at most."
Bai Cang happily ate the pills, then sighed with some regret, "It's a pity that such a good way to make money is controlled by others."
The idea of making a million taels of silver in a single day was destined to be nothing more than a beautiful fantasy in his mind.
Let's set aside whether he dares to reveal his astonishing "alchemy talent" and true skill level.
The Sanyin Temple has completely monopolized the sales channels and market for elixirs in the entire Guobei County, leaving no room for anyone else to intervene.
Even the pills refined by Sun Hongbo, after deducting the "operating costs" of the entire pharmacy, only yielded 10% of the "net profit".
Big Head? Big Head belongs to the Master of the Three Yin Temple; he's practically begging for money.
Even so, many people would love to kneel but don't even have the chance.
This is true not only of Guobei County, but also of other counties, Yinshan Prefecture, Taiyin Prefecture, and even the entire Xia Kingdom and the entire cultivation world.
Fist is power, fist is money, because someone else's fist is bigger than yours.
The seemingly highly profitable professions of pharmacists and alchemists are nothing more than "production resources" and "money-making tools" for various powerful forces.
Bai Cang only ate the pills he refined for his own amusement, or secretly made a little money by secretly taking out a few.
If they were to release the medicine onto the market without any restrictions and "dump" it, they would be trying to drive down the price of the medicine in Guobei County.
The Master of the Three Yin Temple will be the first to not let him go!
It's estimated that "becoming brothers in the corpse pit" is the best outcome for him!
"Therefore, one must climb to a higher position and acquire greater power!"
Before long, Bai Cang had tried all the different types of pills. “Sure enough, ordinary pills are basically no longer effective for me.”
"Only high-grade pills like the Great Vitality Pill, which uses precious medicinal herbs such as century-old ginseng as the main ingredient, or poison pills like the Five Poison Heart-Eating Pill, which use rare and highly toxic substances as the main ingredient, can barely be effective."
The biggest drawback of these pills is that they are expensive and have a very low cost-performance ratio.
For example, the "Great Nourishing Essence Pill" costs as much as 8,000 taels of silver to produce, but its "external" selling price is only a "mere" 30,000 taels of silver.
They only made a little over three times their initial investment? Does that mean they're practically begging on their knees?
However, considering that these high-end pills are mainly supplied to the middle and high-level members of the Three Capitals and Five Masters Temples, it is not difficult to understand why they are "good quality and inexpensive".
"I hope Teacher Sun will give me some surprises tomorrow."
Bai Cang waved his sleeve and collected all the pills. "I heard that the lowest price for a spiritual pill that is effective for cultivators is more than ten times that of the highest-end mortal pills."
"If we can refine a true Grade-1 spirit pill, will we still have to worry about making money in the future?"
Most importantly, many spiritual resources are not traded for money in the mundane world.
Moreover, the most basic units of exchange are Spirit Pearls and Five Elements Divine Sand.
While it appears to have an exchange rate with ordinary gold and silver, it is essentially a case of having a price but no market.
There are virtually no restrictions on exchanging spiritual items for gold and silver.
However, if you want to buy spiritual items with gold and silver, you can only ask for an exorbitant price and still end up with nothing!
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