"Dut...... Toot ......"

Pan Sen was so angry that he almost dropped his phone.

"Jiang Ning, you are desperate enough, you actually brought me this set! If Lao Tzu hadn't been injured, would he still be looking for you?" Pan Sen thought for a moment and called again.

Hangcheng Martial Arts Academy, or that female secretary.

"Master Jiang, it's that Pan Sen calling again, do you want to answer the call?" asked a female staff member.

"No, let's suppress Pan Sen's temperament first, last time I asked him to accept his son as an apprentice, just to increase his son's fame, what did you do with me Jiang Ning?"

Master Jiang Ningjiang, if you don't look carefully, it is in his early twenties, but in fact, Jiang Ning is already thirty-five or sixteen, which is the benefit of entering the internal refining period.

Jiang Ning has always paid great attention to appearance, but he pays more attention to reputation, when Pan Sen asked him to accept his son as an apprentice, Jiang Ning was still a little curious, because Pan Sen himself was a master of the internal refining level, and his cultivation was one point higher than him, so why did he let him be accepted as an apprentice.

It's okay not to ask, but when I asked, I was angry, it turned out that Pan Shaoqiang felt that Jiang Ning was very famous in school, especially widely admired by female students.

Pan Shaoqiang begged his father to worship Jiang Ning as a teacher, purely to show off, isn't this obviously bad for his reputation?

Of course, this is Jiang Ning's only afterthought that there is such a stalk, but because of the fact that he is also a famous person at the refining level in the Western Region, for the sake of face, Jiang Ning naturally has bitterness and can't say it.

Especially his son Pan Shaoqiang, he is simply a waste of firewood, there is an old man at the level of internal refining at home, and there is a good medicinal material spiritual liquid for supply, and only now is the fifth layer of external refining, what is it if it is not waste firewood?

Therefore, after Pan Shaoqiang was by Zhou Chen again, Jiang Ning not only did not stand up for him, but also secretly applauded, and now that Pan Sen called again, there must be nothing good.

Pan Sen made two more calls, but the other party either didn't answer, and when he answered, he said, "Please make an appointment with Master Jiang Ning", and the angry Pan Sen almost vomited blood.

He is a master of internal refining, when has he been bullied like this?

After thinking about it, Pan Sen made a call again, the other party was also a teacher from the Martial Arts Academy, but he only had the strength of the eighth layer of external refining, but in Pan Sen's opinion, it was enough to teach the bastard who bullied his son enough.

This teacher's name is Sun Zhiping, and when he heard that Master Pan had something to ask for, and the other party was just a freshman in high school, he immediately agreed without hesitation.

......

In the evening, the fat man Li Shuang came back to gossip about the cultivation class today, there are several girls, which one is the most beautiful.

Zhou Chen sorted out the medicinal liquid as if he hadn't heard it, although he didn't belong here before, but he also knew that people rely on clothes, and Buddha relied on gold.

He decided to set up a stall in the pharmacy street at night to sell quenching liquid, if the liquid medicine was not packaged better, I am afraid that no one would want it.

Li Shuang saw that Zhou Chen was not interested in girls, so he threw out today's focus: "Zhou Chen, today Martial Master Sun said that you will be asked to take a cultivation class tomorrow!"

"I'm not interested!" Zhou Chen lightly sorted out the liquid medicine, and refused without raising his head.

Li Shuang thought for a while and said, "Brother, you may not know Martial Master Sun very well, how can you say it, this Martial Master Sun is a little cautious, but if he calls your name, if you don't show up the next day, I'm afraid you will be in trouble?"

Zhou Chen raised his eyelids, and a hint of banter flashed in his eyes: "What, is he very powerful?"

"That's not it, his own strength is the eighth layer of external refining, but he is good at slapping horses, catering to flattery, and is favored by the leaders of the hospital, if you want to offend him, eighty percent will be put in small shoes!"

"Oh, okay, I'll see the time tomorrow, it's just a bastard who refines the eighth layer, I'm still afraid of him?" Zhou Chen pursed his lips, sorted out the package and went out.

In order to prevent him from being recognized by others and affecting his peaceful cultivation life in the future, he may even be arrested as a guinea pig.

Zhou Chen deliberately made a disguise, he wore a big eye, and a hat with a very low brim, came to the pharmacy street, imitated other stalls, and also found a corner to set up a small stall. Then put a few bags of quenching fluid on a black cloth, and this opens.

Zhou Chen probably knew that the price of the quenching fluid was about 800 to 1,000 Huaxia coins, of course, Zhou Chen made improvements when he boiled the quenching fluid, and the medicinal effect was extremely high, so he set the price at 10,000 Huaxia coins.

Although there are many urban management in Hangzhou CX District, there is no pharmacy street. So no one came to teach Zhou Chen anything, but it saved him a lot of trouble.

If other people's quenching fluids are to rely on quantity to make money, Zhou Chen's quenching fluids can only be sold to people who know the goods. If you don't know the goods, you will never buy the quenching solution at the stall.

"Hey, there is also a quenching body fluid, the function of quenching and strengthening the body, and there are no side effects, the outer refining is five layers, drinking a bag directly improves one layer of cultivation?

"Boss, aren't you bragging, right? It's the first time I've seen that quenching body fluids can cure diseases and improve strength!" A man and a woman walked in front of Zhou Chen, and the man directly questioned Zhou Chen's curative effect of quenching body fluids.

"Yes, this is when I boiled the quenching fluid, I made some improvements, do you want to come to a bag to try the curative effect? This is the exclusive ancestral prescription of our family, and one fake one will pay ten!" Zhou Chen said truthfully.

"Boss, how much is your bag of quenching fluid?" the woman began.

Seeing that the business came to the door, Zhou Chen immediately said: "My quenching body solution costs 10,000 Huaxia coins, and there is a ...... written here."

"Rub, the selling price of a stall is ten times higher than the price of a regular pharmacy, the ghost wants your ......" Before Zhou Chen finished speaking, he saw two backs walking away.

However, Zhou Chen was not much discouraged, after all, his liquid medicine was only sold to people who really knew the goods, because only those who really knew the goods could see that although his liquid medicine was sealed, it still exuded a faint fragrance.

However, to Zhou Chen's disappointment, his stall has been set up for three hours in a row, and there are many people who come to ask, but he has never sold a single bag.

Even his medicine stall has become famous on the pharmacy street, because a bag of quenching body fluid from his stall costs 10,000 Huaxia yuan.

The normal selling price of the stall is lower than that of the pharmacy, but Zhou Chen's selling price is ten times higher

Many people don't come to buy quenching fluid, but to see what a 10,000-dollar quenching fluid looks like.

Zhou Chen's stall has also become a big joke on the street of the pharmacy, because Zhou Chen's quenching body fluid itself is smaller than the normal quenching body fluid, but the selling price is ten times higher, a bag of tens of thousands, and there is no counteroffer, so it is difficult to think of not being famous.