"Can such pills be refined in batches?" Hua Li asked hurriedly.
She was a second-grade alchemist. Surprisingly, she was only a second-grade one. How old was she? Although she had been prepared, the sixth-grade pill was most likely made by her.
"Of course, no problem, but I don't have that many herbs. If you need them, you can provide them yourself. I want 40% of the profit." Sang Jin was not greedy. Friendships are often stronger when they are based on interests.
"Then you list the herbs you need and I'll take care of it." As one of the three major families in Tianqi Country, the Hua family naturally has a pharmacy.
Sang Jin took out a pen and paper from her space ring, and then placed a desk out. Soon, a piece of white paper was covered with densely packed tadpoles.
Sang Jin's handwriting is really not very good. I can only tell what the characters are.
"These are the herbs needed to refine the Hundred Herb Pill. Here are the steps for refining it. You can also ask your family's alchemist to practice together." Sang Jin directly gave the pill recipe.
Hua Li smiled as she put away the recipe and pills. She then wrote two identical receipts. They both signed and sealed them, each receiving a copy. Only then was the transaction officially finalized.
Since there was no hope of taming the little Qilin, and Hua Li had also gained an advantage, he naturally set off to return to the Hua family with the elders of the Hua family.
The real Hua family mansion wasn't the one in Yansha City; it was at most a Hua family property. She'd attended the auction last time just by chance, hoping to join in the fun.
The Hua family was located in the south of Tianqi Country, right next to the jurisdiction of Munan Prefecture. It was a place of abundance and prosperity, and this was why Zhou Fugui had initially wanted to go to Munan Prefecture.
After sending Hua Li away, Sang Jin went back to sleep. The matter of settling Zhou Dahe and the others was handed over to the head of the family, Zhou Fugui.
The Zhoujia Village team continued to march forward for another five or six days. After the incident with the third-level monster, the villagers of Zhoujia Village became more united.
It's common to see two or three families cooking together. Those with a little extra grain in the village will donate a few pounds of grain to help those whose food is running low. In the words of Father Sang, it's all about keeping everyone alive first.
The Sang family had grain so they donated more, ten kilograms at a time. The donated grain was distributed by Zhou Fugui, the head of the Zhou clan.
On the seventh day of the eighth month, they continued on their journey for more than half a month, occasionally encountering some first-level demon beasts along the way.
"Alright, everyone, let's rest here today. Be alert. The cultivators will take turns standing guard tonight." Old Man Sang spoke in a deep voice. Indeed, Old Man Sang and Old Lady Zhuang had also reached the lowest level of Qi training for cultivators: the first level.
Although his cultivation was low, he was no ordinary weakling. He was stronger than the average person and less likely to get sick.
Sang Mu only taught the two elders a simple set of boxing techniques to strengthen their bodies.
"Yes, village chief!" The voice of "village chief" was loud. There were clearly 1,320 people in the village, but they answered in unison as if they were one person. Father Sang was delighted.
The place they chose to rest was a small forest with no water source. However, the Sang family's space rings contained water. The villagers were not worried at all.
The aunts and daughters-in-law all bustled about. The men, gathering firewood and building scaffolds, were also busy. Only the children sang and danced carefree, unfazed by the adversity of fleeing famine.
Boys and girls under the age of eighteen who have stepped into the threshold of cultivating immortals began to meditate and practice under the guidance of Sang Mu.
Only Zhou Dahe, who loved to stir up trouble, had recently broken through to the sixth level of Qi training, and his energy and blood were at their peak. He led a dozen or so cultivators from the village to hunt monsters.
The monsters they hunted along the way were all inedible. He thought he'd take everyone out for a walk in the woods to see if he could find any edible monsters and bring some meat back for the village.
It was still light outside, and Sang Jin watched Zhou Dahe and his men heading deeper into the woods. Wasn't this her chance? She quietly followed, seizing the opportunity to pick a fatter spirit pig from the secret realm. "Hmm, it should weigh around three or four hundred pounds." That would be fine.
"pig!"
"I'm not seeing things. There's a fat pig running towards us."
"It's really a pig! Hurry up and hit it! Stop it! Stop it!" Zhou Dahe shouted anxiously. He took the lead and cast a spell of immobilization on the fat pig. But he couldn't hold it for long. What kind of pigs were his teammates? Seeing the big fat pig running towards him, he didn't take action.
It was easy for a dozen people to deal with a fat pig without intelligence.
Seeing that they were all right, Sang Jin quietly left and returned to the base. All of this was observed by Li Jingyu, who was watching Sang Jin's movements. When did Xiao Jin start raising pigs in the space? Should he release one too?
There are so many people, and there's only so much meat on a pig. Will Xiao Jin have enough to eat? If you think of something, you should act immediately. Li Jingyu also has this thing in his personal space. He can't eat much either. So, just throw one out.
Li Jingyi returned to the space and knocked out a pig, then threw it from the air. It landed right next to Zhou Yuan, who was walking at the end of the group, and it startled him.
"Deputy clan leader! A pig fell from the sky... from the sky!" Zhou Yuan finally finished his words stutteringly.
Zhou Dahe turned around to check. It really was a pig. Did it fall from the sky?
"Why are you all looking at me? We're all cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage. You can't even carry two pigs back! Just carry them up and go!" Zhou Dahe shouted. It's really worrying. They've all become stupid from practicing.
Today we were lucky enough to come across two pigs. Now everyone in the village can have a feast.
When everyone saw Zhou Dahe and his men carrying back two pigs, the whole village was in an uproar.
"Mrs. Zhuang, quickly prepare the pot and knife. We're having meat tonight." Zhou Dahe saw Mrs. Zhuang cooking porridge while Mrs. Fang was lighting the fire.
"Good job, Zhou Dahe. You guys actually hunted something. Two pigs at that. Our old man should be in charge of this matter." When Old Mrs. Zhuang saw the pigs, she also had a smile on her face.
Life is better now than when I was just farming. It's only been less than a month, and we're eating meat again. Before, we only ate meat twice a year.
"Okay! Village chief, clan leader. Come quickly!" Zhou Dahe shouted loudly.
He didn't need to shout, as the noise was so loud. Father Sang and Zhou Fugui had already seen it and rushed over to him.
"My little lucky star said that you dozen people have worked hard hunting. Later, each of the fifteen of you who participated in the hunting will be rewarded with ten kilograms of food. Bring containers that can hold the food to the Sang family to collect it." Old Man Sang expressed Sang Jin's idea.
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