Chapter 78

"You also know it's an unreasonable request!"

"Heh, the little guy is not old, but his appetite is really big."

"Too much!"

The people who spoke were, in order, Ke Yulin, Sikong Shoujia, and Mi Junping, who had never spoken before.

Luo Chen wrote down these names one by one.

He shook his head, "Not much, really not much. You can't imagine how high the profit of elixirs is; for my Zhongmiao Pill, the cost of one furnace is no more than five spirit stones, and it sells for dozens when turned around. I want half, which is indeed not much."

"And this is not much!" Ke Yulin sneered: "You also know the profit is high, and you are worthy of taking half?"

He said it very naturally, and Mi Shuhua, Mi Junping, and others beside him also nodded in approval.

But Ke Yulin didn't see how gloomy his sworn brother Qin Liangchen's face was.

Luo Chen didn't seem to care about his sneer at all, and continued to complain: "Then what should I do? You refine this elixir? Hall Master Ke has an extraordinary appearance and raises pigs so well; I think your skills in handling medicinal materials and manipulating furnace fire must also be superb!"

Ke Yulin froze there.

If he had this technology, with his ninth-level Qi Refining cultivation, why would he need to raise pigs and cattle in this place?

Well, the Beast Hall is in charge of this stuff.

The Poshan Gang not only hunts monsters but also raises some low-level wild beasts that are easy to tame.

They are raised in the Guyuan Mountains and rely on spiritual energy to cultivate; over time, there will be a stable output of low-level monsters.

Saying that he, the master of the Beast Hall, is a pig and cattle raiser is really not an insult to him.

"Little Luo, speak well, don't squeeze your Brother Ke."

Murong Qinglian said with a smile, but the look in her eyes at Ke Yulin was icy cold.

When did her own little brother unknowingly defect to Mi Shuhua's side?

"Okay, I'll listen to Sister-in-law!"

Luo Chen didn't pretend to have a bitter face, and said directly: "Alchemy is a hard job; I won't lie to you. You can go and see for yourself when the time comes, and I will do my best to guide you even if you want to experience it yourself."

"Therefore, I want a share of the profits that belongs to me, which is absolutely reasonable."

"Five percent might be a bit much, but look at you, look at me!"

Under everyone's gaze, Luo Chen pointed to his dusty clothes.

First-order low-grade magic robe, second-hand goods!

There are holes in it, and the hem has been burned by fire.

His hand lit up, and a flying sword he borrowed from Gu Caiyi leaked out.

First-order low-grade flying sword, carved with flowers, for female cultivators.

"Little Luo is miserable; he is not full and not warm, everything he uses is second-hand, and the magic treasures are all used by female cultivators."

"If other forces come to see it in the future, the master of the Alchemy Hall, one of the nine halls, is in this miserable state. It's shameful! It's not my face that is lost, but the face of our Poshan Gang! It's the face of you, Gang Leader Mi, a great Foundation Establishment cultivator!"

Mi Shuhua's face was extremely wonderful.

He didn't expect that he could sell misery like this.

Others were also somewhat shocked; they probably hadn't been this miserable when they were in the mid-stage of Qi Refining!

Murong Qinglian's eyes were filled with tears, "Little Luo wears the worst magic robes to improve his alchemy skills, and even uses flying swords discarded by the neighbor's young lady; he has indeed lived a hard life."

Looking at it this way, is the profit sharing of five percent really not much?

However.

"Still too much!"

Mi Junping said coldly.

Luo Chen said sternly, "Then Hall Master of the Merit Hall, you give a statement."

"Contributing to the gang is what you should do. Two bottles of Yangqi Pills a month is enough." Mi Junping's face was as usual.

Luo Chen was furious, "Are you sending away a beggar? If it gets out that the Poshan Gang treats an alchemist so harshly, the tens of thousands of cultivators in Dahe Market will look down on you!"

"What is your status, how dare you..." Mi Junping raised her eyebrows and was about to scold.

"Ping'er!"

Mi Shuhua spoke, his face full of smiles.

"Right, once you enter this door, you are a family, so how can you let your family suffer grievances? Moreover, our Poshan Gang never treats any brother harshly!"

With just this one sentence, Mi Junping's face changed slightly.

She was wrong.

If it really gets out that they are enslaving an alchemist, the reputation the Poshan Gang has built in Dahe Market for many years, and Mi Shuhua's reputation for liking to promote low-level cultivators, will all be destroyed.

Once the reputation becomes bad, the chain reaction brought about is something the Mi family cannot afford.

Rogue cultivator forces rely on having many people.

But if others are not willing to join, then sooner or later it will dissipate and become one of the many gangs in the history of Dahe Market.

Mi Shuhua looked at Sikong Shoujia, "Sikong, you are steady and reliable, and you have stayed in several halls in your early years. Why don't you give a reasonable proposal for everyone to refer to?"

Cough cough!

Clearing his throat, Sikong Shoujia held up a finger.

"One percent, it's almost enough."

"No..."

"Little Luo, don't be in a hurry to object. You have to think about it; the raw materials for the elixirs are provided by the gang, and the sales channels are also the gang's. Moreover, you don't need to show your face in the future, there will be special manpower responsible for sales, how much time can you save for cultivation?"

Sikong Shoujia was methodical, sentence by sentence, case by case, telling it in detail.

"Your predicament, we elders have all seen it. Without saying much, Gang Leader Mi likes to promote juniors the most; he has extra high-grade magic treasures, and it's not impossible to give you one."

"Is that so, Gang Leader Mi?"

Mi Shuhua smiled slightly, "Indeed, it's just one or two magic treasures, why go out to buy them? I will give them to you."

Luo Chen was still silent, frozen there.

The atmosphere in the Haoyue Hall became more and more oppressive.

After a long time, a rough voice sounded.

"Junior, you can't push your luck; you must learn to be content."

Downhill Tiger, Luo Wudi!

Luo Chen glanced at him and gritted his teeth: "One percent profit sharing is indeed too little!"

"This is already the limit the gang can give; after all, we have thousands of brothers to support." Mi Junping did not give an inch.

Luo Chen raised his head, not looking at her, but at the others.

"Luo Chen asks himself that he has no skills, but in the Dao of alchemy, he still has some insights."

"If my cultivation improves and I am given suitable elixir recipes, I will definitely refine the elixirs needed by everyone for free."

Everyone was moved.

Between the wandering gazes, there were moves to try.

"Not only that, everyone can also send trusted disciples, or descendants, into the Alchemy Hall. Luo Chen will definitely do his best to guide them; if they can learn one or two, they will have a skill in the future."

As soon as the words fell.

Yang Wei of the Dragon Panhu laughed loudly: "Little Luo is so generous, why should we be stingy?"

Zhang Shi of the Mining Hall said gently: "One percent profit sharing is indeed too little, why not make it two percent? After all, it is also Luo Chen's hard work."

Qin Liangchen and Murong Qinglian spoke in unison, "Two percent is not much, nor is it little; Luo Chen has no other means of making a living after all."

Since the beginning of the gang, there was only one person who hadn't spoken yet.

That is Wang Yuan.

His brows had been tightly furrowed until he saw Luo Chen dealing with everyone word by word.

Although there was laughter and scolding, he was calm and composed, and he was definitely not someone who only knew how to complain and sell misery.

Only then did the furrowed brows gradually loosen.

"Let's make it two percent; too much will attract covetousness, and too little will make people feel cold."

In an instant, including the gang leader of Dahe Market, twelve high-level members, five had already agreed to this share.

If you add Luo Chen who did not object, that is half.

Mi Junping's face was already as gloomy as water.

Before this, they had already discussed the general share with the other hall masters.

Now that they have to give away two more percent, it is their Mi family that loses.

Ke Yulin didn't dare to speak anymore, because Qin Liangchen and his wife were staring at him tightly.

Sikong Shoujia hung a sneer on the corner of his mouth and didn't speak either; it had nothing to do with him, so he hung high.

Mi Shuhua's smile gradually faded, and his eyes fell on another person.

"Zeng Wen, have you had fun playing in Tianxiang Tower this month?"