"What?!"

Hearing Master Lan Wen's words, the maid on the side was shocked. Seeing the sincerity on the face of the master she respected, her eyes were full of disbelief.

Master Lan Wen actually apologized to a young man?!

Moreover, doesn’t this mean that the elixir that the young man took out really has the effect of healing the mind?!

If it really had that effect, how popular would this elixir be? If it were sold in their Jishi Hall, how much profit would it bring to Jishi Hall?

Just imagining it made the maid's breathing quicken.

"It's just human nature."

In response to Master Lan Wen's apology, Qin Yichen waved his hand and did not pay too much attention to his previous attitude.

Moreover, as the chief appraiser of Jishi Hall, he was able to lose face and apologize to him, which also shows that Master Lan Wen is not a bully.

"This little brother, do you plan to sell this elixir?" Master Lan Wen asked with some urgency, rubbing his hands together, clearly revealing the panic in his heart.

As the appraiser of Jishitang, he knows the value of this Qingxin Pill!

In other words, the value of this elixir itself cannot be compared with the influence it brings.

This is an unprecedented new type of elixir!

Moreover, it is an elixir of great significance to alchemists.

For alchemists, it definitely has a fatal temptation. This is just like a warrior who needs to carry a rejuvenation pill and a healing pill with him.

I believe that this Qingxin Pill will become an indispensable elixir for alchemists in the future!

Therefore, Master Lan Wen was a little panicked.

Because, his attitude towards Qin Yichen just now can be said to be a bit harsh. If Qin Yichen sells the elixir to Jishitang's competitors because of this, it will definitely bring great pressure and impact to Jishitang.

"hehe."

Under his nervous gaze, Qin Yichen shook his head.

"well……"

Master Lan Wen sighed, and suddenly he seemed to have aged a few years.

He had been careful all his life and never made any mistakes, but this time he made a mistake.

"Little brother, please think about it again, our Jishitang is willing to pay a high price..."

"Master Lanwen, you misunderstood. The purpose of my visit this time is not to sell elixirs, but to sell formulas!"

Qin Yichen's next words directly lifted Master Lan Wen's mood from hell to heaven.

"You mean...the recipe?"

Master Lan Wen thought he heard wrongly and couldn't help but ask again.

formula?!

He simply couldn't imagine how much profit such a formula would bring to Jishitang!

You know, Jishitang does not only have business in Tianlong Imperial City.

The Wind Clan, as the richest force in the six imperial cities, naturally has business in all dynasties.

However, competition in the elixir industry is fierce.

However, if this paper formula exists, then Jishitang will definitely give its competitors a huge surprise.

"Won't you accept it?"

Qin Yichen stood up.

"Take it! Take it! Take it!"

Master Lan Wen reacted quickly. At this moment, he almost wanted to surrender Qin Yichen.

Originally, he thought that letting Qin Yichen keep the elixir was already a luxury. Who knew that a huge pie would just fall on his head.

"Wait a minute, I'll call the steward over right now."

After all, he is just an appraiser, and he cannot make decisions on such important matters.

After saying that, he hurriedly walked out, as if she was worried about him. The maid bowed to Qin Yichen and followed him out.

Watching their leaving figures, Qin Yichen's lips curved slightly.

Originally, he just wanted to sell the elixir, but after meeting Ouyang Haotian, he changed his mind.

This recipe for the Qingxin Pill should be considered as a meeting gift for the Wind Clan.

Only in this way can we leave a deep impression on the Feng tribe people behind Ji Shitang.

…

"Master Lan Wen, is that elixir really that magical? Do you still need to alert the steward?"

After going out, the maid followed Master Lan Wen and asked in a low voice.

"Um."

Master Lan Wen nodded and murmured to himself: "For such a young fifth-level alchemist, is it possible that this kid is also here to participate in the Alchemy Conference?"

"Master, do you want to send someone to investigate his origins?"

The maid took a deep breath and asked softly.

Master Lan Wen narrowed his eyes slightly, and after pondering for a while, he shook his head slightly: "Don't worry about it for now, the alchemist's temper is a bit weird. If our investigation attracts their attention, I'm afraid he will do something to our Jishi Hall.

Bad impression.”

Of course he wanted more.

First of all, where does this recipe come from?

He didn't think that a teenager could develop such a world-shattering elixir.

He thought that there was some kind of force behind this formula.

On this continent, many ancient families have been passed down.

The Wind Clan is one of them.

Master Lan Wen undoubtedly regarded Qin Yichen as a young genius from an ancient family.

Soon, they met the steward of Jishitang who had just sent Ouyang Haotian away.

Master Lan Wen only briefly mentioned the efficacy of the Qingxin Pill, and the steward of Jishi Hall immediately dropped the matter he was supposed to deal with.

Not long after, the door opened, and Master Lan Wen and the steward of Jishi Hall walked in.

"Sir, this is the little brother."

Master Lan Wen recommended him.

"It's you."

When the steward of Jishitang saw Qin Yichen, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He had seen Qin Yichen and Ouyang Haotian communicating, but from the tone of both parties, he could also tell that the two did not have a deep friendship.

"In Xiaofeng Jianzhong, Tian will be the steward of this Jishi Hall."

He introduced himself.

"Qin Yichen!"

Qin Yichen did not hide his identity and felt that there was no need to conceal it.

"Qin?"

Feng Jianzhong was slightly startled, but he quickly responded, "It is my Jishitang's honor that little brother Qin can sell the formula to me!"

After a few polite words, he turned to the main topic.

"I wonder what price my little brother wants to sell it for?"

Casting stones to ask for directions.

Obviously, he wanted to know the bottom line in Qin Yichen's heart.

Qin Yichen said nothing, but pointed out three fingers.

"Three hundred thousand gold coins?"

Feng Jianzhong's eyes lit up and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Just when he was excited, Qin Yichen shook his head.

"Three million?"

Feng Jianzhong's face looked slightly solemn.

For three million gold coins, there would be almost no profit. Moreover, it would take at least ten years to earn back three million gold coins based on this formula alone.

"No."

Qin Yichen shook his head, and then said, "I need 30% of the profit!"
Chapter completed!