The middle-aged man stared at the ball spinning in the hands of the Demon Lord, "Are you kidding me?"

Xiaoyu also covered her mouth and laughed.

"Really, my balls are very effective..."

Zhou Yiyi pulled Wang Yunhai aside and lowered his voice and said, "Haizi, are you fucking crazy? You can get money by cheating? Did you, Wang Yunhai, come up with this bad idea?"

"My pills are really very effective. Zhouzhou, get out of the way and I'll explain it to the boss." Demon Lord must explain it carefully. In Demon Lord's time, it would have taken so many gods. It must have taken thousands of years.

, Demon Lord still has the patience to explain. Is it because he is afraid that I will sell it too expensively? In the past, the medicine sold to outside monks by Demon Lord started at a minimum of 1 tael of gold. Now if the medicine is not used by monks, it should be sold cheaper.

According to Wang Yunhai's economic thinking, it is estimated that one pill costs about 10,000 yuan, which should be very reasonable. It is cheaper to make a name first, which is the most important thing.

The Demon Lord made up his mind, "Boss, one thousand, I only want you one thousand and one pill..."

This time my chin is about to fall off.

"I go!"

"That's awesome, Brother Haizi, I want to try one, haha!"

Zhou Zhou pulled Wang Yunhai aside again, "Haizi, is your head okay? Let me see where your head was pressed by the coffin board?"
Chapter completed!