Chapter 893: The Burden of a Pharmacist
Currently, among the medicines sold at Jingran Pharmacy, there were none of the pills Feng Xiao mentioned that could enhance one's power. Thus, Yang Haoran was unfamiliar with such a pill.
He didn't ask if this pill was useful to him, but rather if it was useful to Bai Xue and Ye Zhiqiu. This was because as an Underworld Agent, he only had one way to increase his power: Pure Yin Qi. Therefore, in his opinion, Feng Xiao's power-enhancing pills would definitely be useless to him.
Not only were they useless to him, but everyone else in his team, apart from Bai Xue, who was a Great Demon, and Ye Zhiqiu, a three-star Demon Hunter, needed Pure Yin Qi to improve their strength, just like him. Naturally, Feng Xiao's pills would be of no use to them, which was why he inquired if they were beneficial to Bai Xue and Ye Zhiqiu.
"These pills are completely useless to you Underworld Agents, Yang Ge, and that includes Old Master Wu and Xiao Kang. As for Brother Ye, since he's a Demon Hunter, the Demon Spirit Liquid refined from Demon Pills is his source of power, so these pills wouldn't significantly boost his strength. However, for Sister Bai Xue, if she took these pills, they would definitely be quite beneficial to her strength, but. . ."
Seeing Feng Xiao's hesitant expression, Yang Haoran knew she had something she found difficult to say, so he smiled and prompted.
"Haha, if there's something difficult, just say it directly. Don't keep it bottled up."
With Yang Haoran's encouragement, Feng Xiao seemed to shed some of her reservations and began to speak.
"It's just that these pills are not easy to refine. With my current ability, the success rate isn't particularly high. Although I cultivate all the spirit medicinal herbs needed to refine them myself, they can't withstand my consumption rate. So, at present, I don't have any of these pills left."
However, he didn't reveal his difficulties, not even a flicker of change in his expression.
"Among the spirit medicinal herbs purchased this time, are there any for refining this kind of pill? " Yang Haoran asked with a smile.
"No, the spirit medicinal herbs purchased this time are all for refining medicines that I believe have a higher success rate. I don't dare to refine medicines with too low a success rate right now; I'm afraid that if I fail, it will cause you significant losses, Yang Ge."
After a slight pause, Feng Xiao continued, though an embarrassed expression appeared on her face, and her voice grew softer and softer.
"Actually, I can refine many other types of pills. Besides that, my master also left me some pill recipes. It's just that to refine these pills, on one hand, the required spirit medicinal herbs are too precious and hard to find, and on the other hand, I'm not very confident in refining them. That's why I didn't include the spirit medicinal herbs for these pills in this list. If they were all included, the amount of spirit medicinal herbs you'd need to buy, Yang Ge, would be even more terrifying."
Even though Yang Haoran usually didn't betray a hint of emotion, hearing Feng Xiao's words now, the smile on his face couldn't help but become a little strained.
Now, he had a much deeper understanding of the pharmacist profession. Not just anyone could afford to support a pharmacist; without absolute financial resources, trying to support one would simply be a joke. Casually buying a few spirit medicinal herbs was enough to bankrupt many.
"It's fine, everything is difficult at the start. Our pharmacy is just getting off the ground, after all. Once everything is on track, many problems will resolve themselves. However, these aren't problems for you to worry about. You just need to focus on refining medicines; leave everything else to me."
As Yang Haoran said this to Feng Xiao, he also understood a truth: the reason medicines refined by pharmacists sold for such high prices wasn't just because many people desperately needed various medicines during the world's chaos. Another crucial point was that the cost of these medicines was inherently very high to begin with.
Because spirit medicinal herbs commanded high prices, coupled with the possibility of failure during refinement, and the time and energy pharmacists expended, it was simply impossible for the finished medicines they produced to be cheap.
With the world now in chaos, even more people needed them, so the price of already expensive medicines naturally became even higher.
Nevertheless, Yang Haoran still believed that once Jingran Pharmacy was operating smoothly, the situation would definitely improve. After all, as long as the medicines currently in Jingran Pharmacy were sold, he would acquire a considerable fortune.
Furthermore, Jingran Pharmacy would also purchase various medicines. As long as they were refined by a pharmacist, regardless of their grade, they would be bought. When these medicines were sold, he could also earn a profit from the price difference.
Another important point was that Jingran Pharmacy would buy and sell various spirit medicinal herbs. Regardless of whether Feng Xiao could use these herbs, they represented a fortune. It was best if she could use them, as it would save a sum of money, since purchasing from other shops was much more expensive, and whatever they acquired themselves would always be considerably cheaper.
Even if they couldn't be used, it didn't matter; they could still be put up for sale in the pharmacy, and if someone needed them, he could still earn a portion of the price difference.
"Oh, by the way, how is Xiao Kang's progress in learning alchemy with you?"
Yang Haoran suddenly remembered this and asked Feng Xiao.
"Xiao Kang is very eager to learn and picks things up well, but I haven't dared to let him actually try refining medicines yet," Feng Xiao replied.
"Once my funds are circulating again, you can let him try then. He won't be able to refine overly complex pills, but you can let him try simple ones. As long as he gets the hang of it, not only will the production of low-grade medicines increase, but you'll also have an easier time. Of course, this is just my suggestion. Whether he can start refining medicines or not is ultimately up to you, since you understand him better than I do in this regard."
Feng Xiao nodded in understanding. Yang Haoran chatted with Feng Xiao for a little while longer before finally leaving her alchemy room.
Now, the house was empty. Besides Feng Xiao, who was focused on alchemy, only Xiujuan remained, looking after the house. As for everyone else, Yang Haoran had no idea where they had gone.
Lately, he had been entirely preoccupied with Jingran Pharmacy's affairs and hadn't inquired about anything else, so he knew very little.
Upon seeing Xiujuan, he asked about the recent situation at home, particularly emphasizing his inquiry about Wu Junior.
He had previously promised Old Master Wu to let Wu Senior, Wu Junior, and Wu Xiaoxiao move in with him. However, he remained quite concerned about Wu Junior. The man had been a profligate for his entire life, constantly stirring up trouble, and Yang Haoran couldn't help but pay extra attention to him.
Yet, to his surprise, Wu Junior had become much more well-behaved since moving in and hadn't caused Old Master Wu any trouble outside. If Xiujuan hadn't told him this personally, he would have found it hard to believe.
He might not trust Wu Junior, but he would never doubt Xiujuan. Since Xiujuan had said so, it must be true.
He was merely curious as to why this young master had suddenly changed. Was it because the deaths of others in the Wu family had struck him too hard, or had repeated brushes with danger suddenly brought him to his senses, causing his personality to shift?
Yang Haoran didn't know the exact reason, but it was a good thing for him that the young master had calmed down. He was already busy enough, so he certainly didn't want to spend more time cleaning up after Wu Junior.
According to Xiujuan, nothing major had happened at home recently, but everyone was very busy. Leaving early and returning late was the norm, and sometimes they wouldn't even come back all night. Even Wu Senior, Wu Junior, and Wu Xiaoxiao had been extremely busy lately. As for what they were busy with, Xiujuan didn't know either.
Xiujuan didn't know, and Yang Haoran was equally unclear, because aside from Ye Zhiqiu, whom he had assigned to a mission, he hadn't given any tasks to anyone else in the house. So, naturally, he wasn't entirely sure what they were busy with.
Of course, even if he wasn't completely clear, he still had some suspicions.
After giving Xiujuan a few instructions, Yang Haoran headed to the South Lake Death God Temple. Although being a hands-off boss was comfortable, he still needed to make an appearance occasionally. Moreover, he was currently dirt-poor and desperately needed a batch of souls.
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