C1987 A Favor
C1987 A Favor
"Killing two birds with one stone, at least a hundred years. Our Zhang Family will have no worries in Lan City."
"The only thing we need to worry about is that if Qin Ming doesn't have the perfect Flood Dragon Source Pill, we will suffer a great loss if we sell it."
"But I believe that Qin Ming must have a lot of Perfect Flood Dragon Source Pill with him."
They were crystal clear about Qin Ming's attitude when he went to trade for the Perfect Flood Dragon Source Pill.
Although they didn't know how many Perfect Flood Dragon Source Pill Qin Ming had, they were sure that he had a lot of them.
There was no doubt that Qin Ming had the support of the people from above.
When the other elders heard Zhang Hang's words, they thought for a moment and understood.
They all agreed with him.
As expected, zhang Kunran was a patriarch maker, so he thought far ahead of them.
They only saw the benefits in front of them, and the patriarch was indeed looking at the problem from the perspective of the family.
It was far, far more comprehensive than what they saw.
"Right now, all of you should split up to handle this matter, the sooner the better." Zhang Kunran ordered.
"Yes" The morale of the elders was high.
After distributing the 40,000 pill to the elders, zhang Kunran immediately went to the family warehouse, took a Source Plant, changed into his night clothes, and rushed towards Qin Ming's Pill Shop.
In the front hall of Qin Ming's Pill Shop, meadow was still distributing the pill. When he saw a night robe Martial Cultivator suddenly rushing in, he was shocked.
The Martial Cultivator in the queue pulled out their swords and swords, ready to attack the mysterious person at any time.
They did not have the Perfect Pills, so they did not allow anyone to destroy it.
"It's me. I have something to discuss with Young Master Qin." Zhang Kunran said softly.
Midu heard Zhang Kunran's voice and hurriedly stopped the other Martial Cultivator from attacking. He respectfully welcomed Zhang Kunran into the back hall.
In the back hall, Qin Ming was in the middle of concocting pills. When he heard footsteps, he immediately stopped concocting pills and pushed open the door.
"Zhang patriarch, please come in." When he saw the black-clothed man, Qin Ming said with a smile.
After Mi Du brought Zhang Kunran over, he returned to the front hall. Zhang Kunran cupped his hands and said, "Sorry to bother you."
After the two of them took their seats, Qin Ming asked with a smile. "Zhang Kunran came to me late at night. He must have something important to do."
Zhang Kunran was looking for him. There was no need for him to wear night clothes. The package was so tightly wrapped.
Obviously, he had something important to do this time.
They had just finished trading the Perfect Flood Dragon Source Pill. Presumably, it was not to trade for the pill.
Qin Ming remembered that he had given him a promise. Zhang Kunran must have come because of that promise.
As a Flood Dragon Alchemist, Qin Ming was well aware of the value of that promise.
If he didn't know how to concoct pills, he would probably be like Zhang Kunran, or even more eager than Zhang Kunran.
"Young Master Qin, I have something to ask of you."
"I don't know if you have time to concoct a pill for me." Zhang Kunran clasped his hands and said.
"I said I'm sorry for your favor. As long as it's a Flood Dragon pill, I can refine a Perfect Pills for you." Qin Ming picked up the tea on the table, took a sip and said indifferently.
"Really?" Zhang Kun Ran did not dare to believe it.
Qin Ming nodded confidently. "It's absolutely true. As long as you provide the pill formula and Source Plant, I will refine the pill for you."
Hearing this, zhang Kun Ran did not hesitate anymore. He took out a wooden box from his bosom and placed it on the table, making an inviting gesture.
Qin Ming put down the teacup and opened the wooden box.
What appeared in his eyes were some Source Plant and a portion of pill formula.