"Thirty percent profit?!"

Feng Jianzhong was stunned.

Fortunately, he first regarded the boy in front of him as a fledgling who didn't understand anything. Now, no matter how he looked at the guy in front of him, he thought he was just a little fox!

Thirty percent profit is absolutely unacceptable.

Three million gold coins is hard for him to accept, but this 30% profit is equivalent to digging a piece of flesh out of him.

You know, Jishitang is not just doing business for the Tianlong Dynasty. The total number of branches across the mainland is at least tens of thousands.

There is definitely a reason why the Wind Clan is the richest family.

Each branch creates a profit of one thousand gold coins every day, which can bring tens of millions of gold coins to the Wind Clan every day.

Tens of millions of gold coins!

What an astonishing number this is?!

However, this is only the Wind Clan's income for one day.

It can be seen that over the long years, the Feng Clan has accumulated astonishing wealth.

As for the effect of Qingxin Pill, it is not difficult for Feng Jianzhong to imagine that once it is promoted and sold, the profits will definitely make countless forces covetous!

But this guy actually asked for 30% of the profit as soon as he opened his mouth!

Perhaps in the beginning, the 30% profit will never be as important as three million gold coins, but the market for elixirs that can heal the mind is infinite, and that is still for the high-end profession...the market for alchemists!

Even if Jishitang sets the price of this Qingxin Pill at a level that is beyond the reach of countless ordinary people, there is no need to worry about no one buying it!

The profession of alchemist is in great need of this kind of elixir, and for some high-level alchemists, money is just a series of numbers.

It is conceivable that there will definitely be countless alchemists, as well as many forces trying to curry favor with the alchemists, who will rush to buy them like crazy.

What’s even more rare is that there is no need to worry about being replaced in the Qingxin Dan market, at least in the short term!

It will also lose popularity as time goes by, and even as time goes by, more and more retreating alchemists will know the news and come to buy it!

"Little brother, this request is a bit too much..."

Feng Jianzhong pondered for a while and said hesitantly. As he spoke, he stared at Qin Yichen closely, fearing that there would be some dissatisfaction on the latter's face.

If the negotiation breaks down and the latter refuses to sell the formula to them, then not only will their market disappear, but the Jishitang elixir market will definitely suffer a huge impact.

Qin Yichen did not answer Feng Jianzhong's hesitation. Instead, he sat down on the chair next to him and tapped his fingers leisurely on the table.

"Ta! Ta!"

This subtle sound seems to control Feng Jianzhong's mind, and even makes his heartbeat follow this rhythm every time.

"well……"

Seeing Qin Yichen's appearance, Feng Jianzhong couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that the latter had already determined that he could not refuse the formula of Qingxin Pill. At this time, the latter had completely taken the initiative.

Although it is said that even if he pays 30% of the profit, Jishitang will still make a steady profit, but as a businessman, if he cannot maximize profits, then he is not worthy of sitting in the position of being the manager of Jishitang!

Finally, a look of decision flashed in Feng Jianzhong's eyes, as if he was cruel, he clapped his hands and said with a pained face: "Let's do this, little brother, we Jishitang will take one step back!"

"I can't accept the 30% profit. How about this? Our Jishi Hall will give you one million gold coins to buy your formula!"

"Little brother, I think you also know that selling items requires publicity, production confidentiality, etc. The cost of any link is not a small amount!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Jianzhong's heart tensed up. He stared at Qin Yichen closely, hoping to see a hint of excitement on the latter's face.

After all, one million gold coins is not a small amount. Even if it is placed in Tianlong Imperial City, it is extremely difficult for some lower-level forces to come up with so many gold coins.

For ordinary people, this is a wealth that can never be imagined or expected!

However, Feng Jianzhong was destined to be disappointed. Not only did Qin Yichen not show any emotion at his proposal, but there was a hint of displeasure on his face.

"Manager Feng, if that's the case, Qin won't bother you..." Qin Yichen shook his head and stood up from the chair.

Seeing Qin Yichen's actions, Feng Jianzhong's face became very ugly, and Master Lan Wen secretly shook his head.

And just when Qin Yichen was about to step out, an extremely distressing word popped out from between Feng Jianzhong's teeth.

"One million gold coins, plus 10% profit!"

"hiss……"

After hearing this, Master Lan Wen's expression finally changed with some surprise. You must know that under Feng Jianzhong, no matter what he acquired, he never promised to share the profits!

Although his estimate of the Qingxin Pill formula was extremely high, he never expected that Feng Jianzhong, as the manager of the Feng Clan's Jishi Hall and a notorious man who plucking hair, would be willing to give away 10% of the profit.

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In the midst of Feng Jianzhong's painful words, Qin Yichen also stopped. Then, he slowly turned around. What is surprising is that under such a huge temptation, there was no trace on his face.

The look of surprise was just a dull look on his face, and there was even a hint of dissatisfaction in his slightly frowned brows.

"Just do what you said."

Qin Yichen directly threw out a formula and said.

"Hey, slow down!"

Seeing Qin Yichen's actions, Feng Jianzhong quickly grabbed the formula, as if the formula was a piece of porcelain that would break if dropped, and held it carefully in his hand.

Seeing that the other party was so happy, Feng Jianzhong did not hesitate, and directly arranged for someone to send a golden card, then handed it to Qin Yichen and said: "This is the gold card of our Wind Clan, and there is one million gold coins in it!"

"As long as you hold this card, no matter where you buy something, as long as it belongs to our Wind Clan's property, you can enjoy a 10% discount!"

"Um."

Qin Yichen nodded, took this gold card that countless nobles of the Tianlong Dynasty wanted to own, and threw it into the ring.

Seeing Qin Yichen taking the gold card, Feng Jianzhong couldn't wait to look at the formula.

On the formula, not only the weight of the ingredients, but also the heat and precautions for each refining step were clearly written. However, after reading it, Feng Jianzhong's face became a little solemn.

"Well, little brother, is this really the formula for the Qingxin Pill?"
Chapter completed!