Chapter Eighty-Eight: Counting the Money Under the Red Candle (3)

Gui Yuan couldn't hear Mingyue Zhenren's words, and his two eyes were about to turn into the shape of copper coins with an outer circle and an inner square.

Although she had already guessed in advance that the real people would come to give some benefits as compensation for maintaining stability, she could hardly suppress the excitement in her heart when she thought of the various spiritual weapons that she might exchange for the spirit stone elixir.

Mingyue Zhenren couldn't help but laugh and said: "Why is the little girl's family obsessed with money like this? You just want to make this little money blown away by the wind, and stir up the hearts of the people in the whole city, according to me, you should be punished heavily." ”

Gui Yuan said with a bitter face: "Real person, your family has a big business, and the full man doesn't know that the hungry girl is hungry." ”

Mingyue Zhenren laughed amused by her, "How did I hear that you have a good set of alchemy, and you have robbed many businesses in the alchemy room and made a lot of money." Master Hu Dan, they just blindly spoil you, but they spoil you to the point that they don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. ”

Osmanthus knew in her heart that it was Gui Yuan's previous incident of refining and selling a large number of low-grade pills, and she sighed in her heart, but she didn't know if Mingyue just said it casually, or if she really wanted to use the topic to play and beat her sister.

Gui Yuan didn't feel nervous, but instead called out to hit the sky, "The poor disciple is sincere, he just thinks about sharing the worries and solving problems for the immortal masters in the alchemy room, how can he be charged with such a big crime, but I can't argue." ”

Ming Yueqi said: "You bought the medicinal materials for the disciples to practice in the Danfang at a low price, refined them into a pulp washing liquid, and then sold them at a high price, is it still reasonable? I want to hear what flowers you can say today." ”

Osmanthus had heard her sister talk about this crooked reason, and secretly sympathized with Mingyue Zhenren who was about to be fooled.

Zhang Meng didn't know what to do, and was very curious about how Gui Yuan planned to exonerate himself.

Who knew that Gui Yuan avoided answering the real person's words, but asked her first: "Senior Sister Zhang also bought the marrow washing liquid in private, does it feel good to use?"

Zhang Meng was taken aback, she did buy the spiritual liquid from Wang Dazhi for cultivation, but she didn't know that the source was here in Longan at that time, but now that she thinks about it, they must all be in a group, and there is a division of labor between refining and selling. But at the moment when Mingyue is a real person, Gui Yuan's question is not very easy to answer, and he can't help but hesitate for a while.

Gui Yuan smiled: "Senior sister don't have to worry. Just tell me the truth about how effective the drug is and what the price is. ”

Zhang Meng said hesitantly: "The price is one percent cheaper than the alchemy room sold in the Immortal Medicine Pavilion, and the effect seems to be better." ”

Gui Yuan smiled: "I'm afraid that the medicinal effect is more than two percent, right?"

Before Gui Yuan could be proud, Mingyue had already answered, and he stiffly pulled a big face as round as a full moon into a rectangle, "Even if the price is cheap and the medicinal effect is good, at most it will reduce your guilt by one degree, but it can't be an excuse to get away with it." If it weren't for the fact that you weren't fooled in the medicine, you should have been punished doubly, and even the few immortal masters in the Danfang couldn't get out of it. ”

Gui Yuan stuck out his tongue, "The disciple didn't dare to excuse himself with this, but he just asked Senior Sister Zhang to prove it on his behalf, at least the person who bought the marrow washing solution did not suffer." In fact, even the alchemy room did not suffer a loss, and even benefited from it. ”

She ignored Mingyue's disbelief, and continued to elaborate on her own: "Real people don't worry, listen to me tell a story." ”

"There is a silk village called Ji Fanxi in the city of Kwai Ying, and his lady is good at weaving silk and satin, and can weave five zhang a day, but if she weaves coarse cloth, she can only weave three zhang a day. Silk is twice as expensive as coarse cloth, but the immortals categorically cannot allow them to sell only silk and not coarse cloth, otherwise those poor people who cannot afford silk will not have their clothes and wrap their bodies. ”

"This lady went to weave coarse cloth, and she had no time to weave silk that could sell for more money, and she toiled every day, but the profit of the silk village was mediocre. ”

Mingyue Zhenren didn't understand the deep meaning, but deliberately frowned and interrupted: "No, no, no." Since he can afford to open a silk and satin village, he can find some other people to weave coarse cloth by hand, why is his own lady so busy?"

Gui Yuan clapped his hands and smiled: "What the real person said is really reasonable, although the shopkeeper and his wife did not hire anyone, but they gave birth to a daughter named Gillian, this Gillian girl has not been able to weave silk since she was a child, but the coarse cloth is very well woven." Since she was able to do things, the lady of the shopkeeper concentrated on weaving silk, and later Ji Fanxi really developed. ”

Mingyue Zhenren only understood what she meant when she heard this, and said with a strange expression: "You want to say that you are to the alchemy room what Gillian girl is to the shopkeeper couple." Since you started making the marrow washing liquid, the alchemy room can not be distracted by this, and the time saved can be used to make more precious pills?"

Gui Yuan's face was shy, "My filial piety to the immortal masters in the Danfang is just like this Gillian girl to the shopkeeper couple... ”

Although she talked about it, and even arranged the story in "Picking Turnips on the Mountain", the truth in it is by no means nonsense, but there is a theoretical basis, so she is also very confident: "In fact, if you think about it carefully, this truth is applicable everywhere." Food, clothing, shelter and pedestrians are needed by everyone, and in ancient times, they probably had to rely on self-sufficiency for everything, but later they found that this was not cost-effective. ”

"There was a man in the village who weaved cloth so coarsely that he could not gain a few feet in a day, but if he had taken this time to hunt, he would have returned with a full load. The other was weak and could not have tried to catch a rabbit or pheasant for a long day, but if he sat at home and weaved, he would be good and fast. If these two people each have to take care of hunting and weaving, even if they are busy and tired, they will not be able to eat and wear. ”

So those who are good at hunting concentrate on hunting, and those who can weave cloth only weave cloth, and then those who hunt get several times more prey than before, and those who weave cloth also make a lot of cloth, and they exchange the excess meat or cloth in their hands for what is in the other's hand, and naturally they are all happy, and both sides can benefit. ”

Mingyue didn't expect this little disciple to go around in a big circle, and actually said what he meant, so she couldn't help but fall into thought, and secretly thought in her heart, "Xiao Guiyuan can always say a lot of unusual things from ordinary things, could it be that he really has great wisdom?" How could I never have thought about it?"

At this time, Gui Yuan added another weight to his defense, "Even if someone is particularly powerful, whether it is hunting or weaving, he is better than others, but he must be better at both, and the value of the prey and the cloth woven in the same amount of time are also different." This person should focus on what he has the most benefit from, or be mutually beneficial to his neighbors. In the same way, the alchemy room should have been eager for someone to take the low-grade pill of the marrow washing liquid, so that they could concentrate on the more valuable high-grade pills. ”

She lowered her head and smiled shyly: "What's more, my Cheng Dan rate is still higher than theirs, and the medicinal effect is better than theirs." ”