But when it comes to making money.

Zhang Xuanchen had a headache.

With his character, it is absolutely impossible to borrow money.

Before, the Zhao family was just doing him a small favor that couldn't be smaller, and he had to pay it back tenfold.

In Zhang Xuanchen's opinion, it is absolutely not worth it to owe others favors for tens of thousands of yuan!

But there is no capital.

Whether it's refining medicine or doing something suitable for him.

It's all impossible!

Especially for refining medicines, I am afraid that a large number of large quantities of medicinal materials will have to be bought for tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands.

Zhang Xuanchen is absolutely confident that the medicine he refines can be sold for a lot of money.

But.

Now he doesn't even have five hundred dollars in his pocket!

Zhang Xuanchen, who had a headache, gritted his teeth.

Simply!

Went to the hospital!

Sell blood!(Unlike Earth, the Dragon Kingdom allows the sale of blood)

Anyway, when he was cultivating now, his blood was changing very quickly.

This blood is metabolized if it is not sold.

But what made Zhang Xuanchen very helpless was.

The process of selling blood in Bluestar's hospitals is very complex.

It's a blood test again, and it's a urine test again.

Various examinations.

And a hospital can only sell up to 500cc of blood.

In order to make up the capital, Zhang Xuanchen went to several hospitals, and he barely managed to scrape together 5,000 yuan.

When you go to a herb store to buy herbs.

Zhang Xuanchen found out that 5,000 yuan was really pitiful.

Medicinal herbs that can be called a little bit by name, such as 100-year-old ginseng, 100-year-old Polygonum multiflori, etc.

I can't even afford to buy one!

In desperation, Zhang Xuanchen could only buy some substandard substitutes.

In this way, almost all of the money he made from selling his blood was spent.

"I can't imagine that my dignified Xuanchen Ancient Emperor would actually refine this low-grade medicine. ”

Zhang Xuanchen shook his head.

After that, he got another iron pot.

It is impossible to refine these medicines into formed pills.

Only some spiritual liquid can be refined.

Even Zhang Xuanchen can't even release the spiritual fire now.

The only way to turn on the flame is to rely on a gas stove.

A pot of medicine was refined by gas, and it took more than ten hours to refine it.

In the end, Zhang Xuanchen disliked that the quality of this spiritual liquid was too inferior.

He forced out three drops of his concentrated essence blood into it.

That's it.

These spiritual fluids, although they cannot live and die human flesh.

But for most common diseases, it is absolutely sufficient.

Zhang Xuanchen put the spiritual liquid into a plastic bottle prepared in advance.

Then he stuffed the list of today's blood sales into the drawer in the living room.

In the afternoon.

Zhang Xuanchen first went to a store to get a pennant.

It reads "Wonderful hands rejuvenate, Hua Tuo reincarnated".

Later, he made a set of silver needles and healing things.

The last few hundred dollars on his body were finally spent.

Eventually, he walked to the city's pedestrian streets.

That's when I found the best place to set up a stall.

Jinmao Pedestrian Street!

This is the most distinctive commercial street in Koto.

The flow of people is very good.

And there are also a lot of art, antiques, and fortune tellers here who set up stalls.

It is estimated that there must be a certain source of customers.

How could they have come otherwise?

Zhang Xuanchen is confident.

Suppose your fame goes out.

That's definitely a lot of money!

All day, Zhang Xuanchen was preparing for the stall.

Soon, he found a place and erected the pennant.

However.

Reality gave Zhang Xuanchen a heavy blow.

For hours on end, no one cared.

Finally, a couple came over to ask for a price.

Zhang Xuanchen came directly:

"One milliliter of spiritual liquid is 100,000 yuan. ”

Frightened, the couple ran away.

Before running, he scolded Zhang Xuanchen angrily:

"Neuropathy !!"

Zhang Xuanchen was also not angry.

He could see that the couple were both three-high patients, and they were so serious that they affected their lives.

If the two of them are willing to spend 200,000 yuan to buy two milliliters of spiritual liquid to go back.

One milliliter per person, the three highs can definitely be cured!

After that, it is okay to take care of it and add another ten years of life.

It's a pity, though.

The two did not know the goods.

This opportunity was lost in vain.

"I originally wanted to sell 1 million per milliliter...... Hey......"

Zhang Xuanchen shook his head.

After that, someone came to ask for the price.

Either he saw Zhang Xuanchen take a broken plastic bottle and shook his head and left.

Either he was scared off by his price of 100,000 yuan for 1 ml.

A few days down.

Zhang Xuanchen is a grain without harvest.

Another day of closing the stall and going home to sleep.

Lan Mengyao saw Zhang Xuanchen coming back with a backpack on his back.

So he asked curiously:

"What are you doing sneakily out these days?

Don't you have to go to school?

Aren't you about to take the college entrance exam?"

"Go out and make money. ”

Zhang Xuanchen dropped such a sentence and went back to his room.

Lan Mengyao didn't believe that Zhang Xuanchen would make money at all.

Even if you can defeat Li Chao, a one-star quasi-martial artist.

If you don't have a diploma, no one will dare to hire you!

This society still looks at diplomas.

After all, martial arts students have a higher level of education than liberal arts students.

If you don't have a diploma, you're nothing.

With Zhang Fan's diploma that he didn't graduate from high school, what kind of money can he make?

What can you do other than serve dishes and wash dishes?

Come to think of it.

Lan Mengyao was angry.

Mourn its misfortune and be angry with it!

"Zhang Fan, don't think I'm talking about you!

You're a high school student, so you should go to school honestly!

I'll think about making money later.

What are you doing now?

Are you worthy of your parents?"

However, Zhang Xuanchen in the room did not speak.

He's tired from the day.

Just want to have a good rest.

This made Lan Mengyao grinning angrily!

Turned his head to look at Zhang Xuanchen's big bag.

She opened it curiously.

It's even more infuriating!

What's in there!

What is the reincarnation of Hua Tuo?

And those messy silver needles, drugs, and whatever!

Isn't that a lie?

You will treat a bruise or something, Lan Mengyao is not easy to say.

After all, she had just been cured by Zhang Xuanchen a few days ago.

Now Zhang Xuanchen actually took out the medicine he was fooling around and sold it!

What if this makes people sick, or even eats dead people?

slammed open Zhang Xuanchen's door.

Lan Mengyao gritted her teeth and said:

"Zhang Fan, can you work harder seriously!

If you're short of money, I'll give it to you!

Don't go to the trap and cheat, okay?"

Zhang Xuanchen was just about to go to bed when he was so noisy.

It's annoying, no.

directly pushed Lan Mengyao out, and said seriously:

"I'm saving lives, not kidnapping.

Don't disturb my sleep!"

Anyway.

The door slammed shut.

Lan Mengyao bit her lip, and scolded with a trembling body:

"Kindness is treated as a donkey's liver and lungs!!

Zhang Fan, you will fall!!

If I weren't your wife in the legal sense, would you think I would be willing to take care of you?"

Talking and talking.

Lan Mengyao couldn't help but shed tears.

Why can't this man save himself a little bit?