Chapter 291 Nothing is difficult in the world as long as you are willing to give up
"How many?!"
The complaining sound inside the medicine barrel suddenly stopped, and a green translucent head emerged.
"Two hundred thousand a month."
Song Mang said it again.
This translucent head had no facial features, but Song Mang could feel a pair of strange and cold eyes hidden inside, looking at her with scrutiny.
After a long while, the cunning doctor in the medicine barrel sneered and said, "Where did this liar come from? You dare to lie to me, are you looking for death?"
"Why would I lie to you?"
Song Mang was a little speechless and said, "Is 200,000 a lot? Among my employees, many earn hundreds of thousands a month, and some even earn 100 million a month. Why would I lie to you?"
"Fuck you!"
The strange doctor snorted rudely, "One hundred million a month? Even the salary of the King of Hell is not that high. Where do you get the money to pay people such high salaries?"
After he finished speaking, he looked Song Mang up and down, "Oh, you're a dying human cultivator who doesn't even have the Golden Core cultivation level. How dare you brag!
When I was at your level, I couldn't even earn a hundred Spirit Stones a month. One hundred Spirit Stones, compared to Hell Money, is worth about a thousand Hell Money. You probably don't even have a thousand Hell Money, and you're still paying me?"
After the strange doctor finished complaining, he suddenly found that the spiritual power in Song Mang's body was a little familiar, as if it was his elixir.
"Why do you have the scent of my secret elixir?!"
A strong murderous aura suddenly emerged from the strange doctor's body. "Well, you daring little girl, you actually dared to run to my place to steal the elixir. I think you are tired of living!"
With a loud crash.
A translucent dark green figure emerged from the medicine barrel and turned into a dark green potion dragon in the air, staring at Song Mang with scarlet and violent eyes.
"Yes, that's the elixir they stole!"
At this time, the bird next to it also cried out.
Xi Jinzhi coughed lightly and said, "What do you mean by stealing? We are here to buy elixirs."
"I won't sell it!"
The strange doctor said angrily, "That's what I prepared for my own son. I won't sell it to anyone! I've lived for so long, how could I possibly need a little bit of ghost money from you?"
Shuilong's scarlet eyes stared straight at Song Mang, "Since you've eaten all the elixirs, I can only throw you into the alchemy furnace and make a new batch of elixirs!"
Xi Jinzhi quickly said, "I'll give you a hundred..."
"One hundred million a bottle, I'll buy it!"
Song Mang took out a large stack of paper money worth ten thousand yuan and threw it towards the medicine barrel.
With a loud bang.
A large amount of dark green corpse gas spread out from the water dragon, originally intended to attack Song Mang, but when Song Mang threw out the paper money, it immediately took it back.
The water dragon swung its tail and quickly caught the large-denomination paper money falling from the sky, its eyes widening.
After a while, the water dragon disappeared in the air and turned into an old man with a messy hair.
The old man was wearing a tattered shirt, had an unshaven beard, and looked unkempt. He was holding a large stack of paper money for the dead.
“What the hell?!”
He fiddled with the paper money in his arms and was stunned for a long time, thinking he was hallucinating.
According to his ability, the pills he refined were hard to find in the underworld.
When he was at the peak of his popularity, a bottle of pills that increased ghost power could be sold for hundreds of thousands!
As for some of the unique elixirs and poisons he refined, sometimes they could be sold for millions!
He was here helping Zhao Gao research the art of eradicating one's roots and regaining one's life. He had something to ask Zhao Gao for, so Zhao Gao paid him twenty yuan a month and he had to work.
Zhao Gao is taking advantage of him!
That's why he is so resentful.
So, this girl directly used 100 million ghost coins to buy a bottle of magic pill? 100 million?!
He had been in the Netherworld for so long, and had come into contact with the Ten Great Yin Marshals and many mortal emperors, but he had never met a person as domineering as Song Mang!
That’s 100 million in ghost money, which is equivalent to 10 million spirit stones in ancient times!
Before he could come back to his senses, Song Mang said again, "Do you want to work for me? From now on, you will refine medicine for me and help my employees heal their injuries. I will give you a monthly salary of 200,000 yuan.
Of course, this is just the salary. There are also some additional benefits, such as free food and accommodation, free paper weapons, etc.
In addition, I want you to refine a magic pill to improve my cultivation. If you can refine one bottle, I will give you 100 million.
If you refine other types of pills, I'll pay you based on their effectiveness, but I won't treat you unfairly."
“????”
The strange doctor looked at her with confusion.
No, how come a pie suddenly fell from the sky?
Is it because God saw that he had been taken advantage of too much recently, so he sent him someone who was even more of a victim?
Xi Jinzhi also looked at Song Mang in shock.
He couldn't help but whisper, "Although he has outstanding abilities, aren't your conditions a bit too good? Recruiting employees is not a one-time thing. What if you can't afford such a high salary in the future?"
Song Mang said indifferently, "Who knows what will happen in the future? Maybe one day, the world will be destroyed, and all the people and ghosts will die!
Why think so much now? Of course, enjoy yourself first!"
Although she was reborn and did not want mankind to perish again, she was not 100% sure that she could save mankind and completely destroy the gods who were about to land.
Now we can only take one step at a time.
What if she still can't stop it and humanity is doomed to extinction in the end, but her money hasn't been spent yet? What a loss!
She spent all the paper money and had a great time. Even if she died, she would not have lost anything!
"Don't be so pessimistic."
Xi Jinzhi frowned slightly and looked at her seriously, "There are still many ways. We are not completely hopeless."
"You talk as if you were human."
Song Mang glanced at him and said, "You Ming is cooperating with those gods, so of course you are fine, but what about the future of mankind? Who knows?"
Song Mang patted his shoulder earnestly and said, "Teacher Xi, there is a saying that goes, nothing is difficult in the world as long as you are willing to give up.
If I can't afford to pay salaries in the future, can't I just stop paying them? Is this a big problem?
Even if he only gets a month's salary working for me now, he's still making two hundred thousand. If he refines a few more pills for me this month, he could make a few hundred million more. Where else can he make that much money besides here?
When I have no money in the future, he won't be able to earn so much, but this money will be enough for him to lie low for a long time!"
Xi Jinzhi: “…”
Why do I always feel that what she says is twisted, but when I think about it carefully, it seems to make some sense?
Song Mang continued to look at the strange doctor, "Hey, do you want to work for me? Let me tell you first, I don't have much savings, and I've already hired dozens of employees. I'll pay you monthly if I can."
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