"Slap."
The young man turned around and shouted at the middle-aged man behind him.
“？？？”
The middle-aged man.
"Pa!"
Although he was dumbfounded, the middle-aged man still slapped himself obediently.
"Lord, please forgive me."
The young man knelt down on one knee before Ye Chen.
“......”
Ye Chen.
It seemed that he could no longer pretend to be pretentious. It did not seem to be good for him to have a high status either. There were many people who knew him. It was boring.
"You know me?"
Ye Chen said with interest.
"This lowly one was fortunate enough to meet you, Milord."
The young man said.
"Oh."
Ye Chen said lightly. It was boring.
"Sir, I want to buy it." The young man was interrupted by Ye Chen before he could finish."No."”
She wanted to curry favor with him and give him money?
Get lost!
He was already worried about what to do. If she gave him more money, he wouldn't be able to play anymore.
"Yes."
That was what the young man thought. However, after hearing Ye Chen's words, the young man could only leave with the middle-aged man dejectedly.
"Buy!"
Not long after he left, Zhang Mang walked into the shop with a face full of joy. When he saw Ye Chen, Zhang Mang paused and did not continue.
"It's you!"
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed. Great, he had not even gone to look for this bastard and this bastard had delivered himself to his doorstep. If not for this bastard, how could he earn money? It was all because of him!
"Shop owner, I'm here to buy some pills."
Sensing that the atmosphere was not good, Zhang Mang said carefully.
He had worked hard to earn a sum of money. He had already gained some insights from the pills he bought last time. This time, he wanted to buy some more to see if he could comprehend some of the mysteries of the ancient pills.
"Not for sale."
Ye Chen said.
I'll sell you my ass!
He wanted to kill him, but he still wanted to buy pills and give him money. Dream on.
“......”
Zhang Mang.
"I just want to buy a few."
Zhang Mang muttered.
"You're talking as if you can buy more. You don't have that much money.”
Zhang Yan pursed his lips and said with a venomous tongue. He could tell that although this fellow was a peak third-grade alchemist, he was actually a poor man.
“......”
Zhang Mang.
This was heartbreaking.
"Hmm?"
Ye Chen frowned. He suddenly realized that things were not that simple.
Zhang Mang himself had said that he was about to break through to a fourth grade alchemist. Thinking back to how Zhang Mang had come over to become an alchemist, how could an alchemist of this level lack money to such an extent?
"You, a third grade pill concocting master, seem to be in need of money?”
Ye Chen looked at Zhang Mang suspiciously.
"I don't usually earn money from alchemy.”
Zhang Mang said embarrassedly.
"Tell me the reason. If you tell me, I'll sell you the pills.”
Ye Chen said with interest.
What the hell was a third grade pill concocting master not earning any money?
It seemed very interesting.
"Other than successfully concocting pills every time I take the apothecary examination, I might not even be able to concoct a single pill even after 10,000 times. It's the same even when I concoct a grade-1 pill, so I don't have much money.”
Zhang Mang said embarrassedly.
"Hmm?"
Ye Chen's eyes lit up.
He had basically never succeeded in refining pills?
This was a talent!
With Zhang Mang's ability, wasn't he the prodigal talent that he dreamed of?
Zhang Yan was tricked by him because he was not familiar with Zhang Mang's background. Zhang Mang had already made it clear that he would not trick him again. If he took Zhang Mang as his underling,
Hiss, there was hope of inheriting the family property!
For a moment, Ye Chen found Zhang Mang much more pleasing to the eye.
What was this called? It was called friendship without fighting. If it wasn't for Zhang Mang messing with him, how could he have discovered such a talent? Compared to Zhang Mang's talent, it was a small matter for him to earn so much money. If Zhang Mang joined, wouldn't he lose all that money very quickly?
"Are you willing to become the exclusive alchemist of our Ali Wang Wang Pill Store? You are a peak third grade alchemist. How about this, I will give you 10 million low grade spirit stones every month.”
Ye Chen said.
Every month, his expenditure would increase by another 10 million low-grade spirit stones. In addition, Zhang Mang's talent would definitely waste a large number of materials and lose a large number of spirit stones. It would not be long before he could go back and inherit the family property. It would be quite costly!
"I'm willing."
Zhang Mang was shocked and said in surprise.
He had already made it clear, but Ye Chen still wanted to recruit him? The surprise came too quickly. 10,000,000 low-grade spirit stones almost made him faint from excitement. He had no choice. He had never succeeded in refining pills before. When had he ever seen so many spirit stones? This was simply a huge fortune for him.
"Zhang Yan, give him ten Blood Soul Pills, Essence Gathering Pills, and Berserk Pills each as a benefit for him.”
Ye Chen waved his hand.
"Young Master, Zhang Mang is like this."
Zhang Yan wanted to say something but hesitated. After all, Zhang Mang was here. It would not be good to say that Zhang Mang was too weak.
"No, you don't understand. Zhang Mang's potential is beyond your imagination.”
Ye Chen, who understood Zhang Yan's meaning, said sternly.
You only know how to make money for him. How can you imagine how outstanding a talent like Zhang Mang is!
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