Gu Zhiqi nodded slightly, "Sort of."
Upon hearing this, Mu Huai suddenly gripped the counter more tightly, his voice trembling as he spoke, "Vermilion Pill, can you, can you make it?"
Gu Zhiqi nodded again.
The corner of the counter that Mu Huai was clutching was crushed and fell off, "Really?!"
His tone was somewhat nervous and expectant, his expression also looked quite excited.
Tang Yichen glanced at the piece of the counter that had been pulled off, and guessed silently that this man must be an ancient martial artist.
However, there wasn’t a trace of Vital Energy radiating from him, making it impossible to discern his Ancient Martial Arts level.
Gu Zhiqi didn’t speak again, nor did she make any further movements.
Mu Huai stood in front of the counter excitedly for a while, until he finally calmed down, cleared his throat lightly, and put both hands behind his back, "If you want to buy Xuan Yue Silk, you can."
Upon hearing this, Tang Yichen’s eyes lit up, ready to thank Mu Huai.
But before he could speak, Mu Huai spoke again, "But..."
Could you not finish your sentence in one go?
"You’ll need to help me make a batch of Vermilion Pills, then I will sell you the Xuan Yue Silk," Mu Huai changed from his previous casual demeanor, put his hands behind his back, and slightly raised his chin, looking at Gu Zhiqi.
Listening, Gu Zhiqi lightly curved the corner of her mouth hidden behind the veil, a hint of mockery in her eyes, "You wish for too much beauty."
Hmm? Isn’t this development a bit off?
Seeing his reaction, Gu Zhiqi spoke again, "Vermilion Pill is a fourth-grade pill, right?"
It sounded like a question, but it was stated with certainty.
Mu Huai’s expression flickered, he remained silent.
Gu Zhiqi didn’t wait for Mu Huai to speak and continued, "I start the bidding for one furnace of fourth-grade pills at twenty million. How much is your Xuan Yue Silk worth?"
"Right, Gu... the pills my sister makes are quite valuable; don’t think about getting a bargain," finally a topic where Tang Yichen could chime in, and he immediately began to speak to Mu Huai.
"Cough." Mu Huai coughed lightly.
Being prodded by Tang Yichen and Gu Zhiqi, Mu Huai felt somewhat embarrassed and pondered for a few seconds before speaking again, "How about this, you make a furnace of Vermilion Pills for me, and I’ll give you two thousand and an additional 500g of Xuan Yue Silk." He looked at Gu Zhiqi, "What do you think?"
Xuan Yue Silk wasn’t cheap, 100g was one million, so 500g would be five million.
"Okay," Gu Zhiqi agreed immediately.
She didn’t expect to come to the black market and get a deal.
Upon hearing this, Mu Huai’s eyes sparked, he immediately turned and began grabbing herbs.
After he was done, Mu Huai packed the medicine and handed it to Gu Zhiqi, "Your medicine, a total of 230,000."
Gu Zhiqi didn’t take it, and with a lazy tone told Mu Huai, "Use that for your Alchemy."
Mu Huai understood the subtext.
This meant that he was to pay for the herbal materials himself.
"Sure," Mu Huai wasn’t short of the 230,000, and agreed immediately, "After the medicine is made, I will exchange four pills for the Xuan Yue Silk and twenty million." Saying this, he looked at Gu Zhiqi with a somewhat severe expression, "If you fail to make them, I won’t sell the Xuan Yue Silk."
Gu Zhiqi simply stretched out her hand to take the medicine, replying casually, "Tomorrow night."
Mu Huai nodded, not very sincerely bowed to Gu Zhiqi, "Tomorrow night, I will be here waiting for the master."
Gu Zhiqi gave him a slight nod, then picking up the medicine, she said to Tang Yichen and Su Yunling, "Let’s go."
Su Yunling and Tang Yichen immediately followed suit.