Shi Mingshan and He Yuanhao returned to Jiangcheng and brought back bad news that made Liu Ping feel inexplicably.

The medicinal materials supplier who signed a contract with Shi Mingshan told Shi Mingshan that someone rushed to buy medicinal materials at a price of 30% higher than the market price. This year's contract can continue to be fulfilled. If you want to sign next year's procurement contract, the price must be increased.

What's going on?

Stock up medicinal materials?

There is only one possibility. Traditional Chinese medicine manufacturers are afraid that Liu Ping's low-priced medicine will enter the market and impact the drug prices. Gao Jia rushed to buy medicinal materials, forcing Liu Ping to increase costs and increase drug prices.

Competition is inevitable.

Back to the villa.

Liu Ping pulled Lan Xianjing into the bedroom, "Sister Jing, how long is the medicinal materials in the warehouse lasting enough?"

Lan Xianjing pondered for a moment, "According to the current constant, it can last at least four years."

"In other words, if the output doubles, you can only last for two years at most?" Liu Ping asked again.

"almost."

Lan Xianjing nodded, her eyes full of confusion, "What happened?"

"Shi Mingshan is back. He told me that the drug dealer raised the purchase price, which should be targeted by Liu's pharmaceutical factory." Liu Ping whispered.

Lan Xianjing instantly understood the meaning of buying medicinal materials and looked at Liu Ping, "Brother Ping, what do you want to do?"

"The price of medicinal materials has risen, and I am happy to see it. It can increase the enthusiasm of medicinal farmers." Liu Ping smiled, with the cunning of the conspiracy in his eyes. "Since someone has provoked a price war, let's play a little bigger."

Play bigger!

I'm going to spend money again!

Lan Xianjing frowned, guessed Liu Ping's intention, and looked at Liu Ping, "Brother Ping, although we still have a lot of money, it is not a good idea to spend money on purpose."

Kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred of them.

Liu Ping smiled and shook his head, looking at Lan Xianjing seriously, "Sister Jing, what do you think is the most important thing in the development of traditional Chinese medicine?"

"Of course it's talent, isn't this what you've been doing?"

Lan Xianjing rolled her eyes angrily, as if saying, "You dare to laugh at your sister, who is very smart."

"Sister Jing, you are only half right!" Liu Ping smiled and looked at Lan Xianjing.

"half?"

Lan Xianjing's face was full of suspicion and her eyes were full of confusion, "What is the other half?"

Liu Ping hugged Lan Xianjing's slender waist, "The other half is medicinal materials, or it can be said to be medicinal farmers. Although the development trend of traditional Chinese medicine in recent years, the price of Chinese medicinal materials has not increased. Medicinal farmers who grow Chinese medicinal materials are not very motivated."

Lan Xianjing's eyes lit up and she understood Liu Ping's thoughts.

Since someone has initiated a price war, why not take this opportunity to create benefits for medicinal farmers?

The consequences followed were not optimistic, and Liu Ping would be enemies with all Chinese medicine factories in China.

Will Liu Ping be afraid?

If the answer is no, Liu Ping will never be afraid and will stick to the end.

"Brother Ping, if you purchase medicinal materials at a high price, we need to build several warehouses." Lan Xianjing made a suggestion.

"yes."

Liu Ping nodded with a smile, "Build ten more, each warehouse can store at least tens of millions of kilograms of dry medicinal materials."

Tens of millions of pounds!

Do you want to buy all Chinese herbal medicines?

Lan Xianjing was startled and confused, looking at Liu Ping, "Brother Ping, if all these warehouses are full, it will be enough for us to use for fifty years."

"Since you're playing, it's thrilling!"

A sharp cold light ejaculated in Liu Ping's eyes, "I will let Liu's Chinese Medicine enter most Chinese medicine hospitals in China."

Lan Xianjing finally understood what Liu Ping meant.

It’s not just about playing bigger, it’s simply about subverting the traditional Chinese medicine industry.

Buy high and sell low.

Liu Ping is a Chinese medicine dealer who wants to squeeze out the evil spirits, and most Chinese medicine manufacturers are also dead.

"Brother Ping, I understand your thoughts, but I still recommend you be cautious." Lan Xianjing's eyes were full of worry and reminded her.

"Don't worry, my purpose is very simple. Anyone who wants to make a lot of money from traditional Chinese medicine will die without a burial place. But I dare not kill all Chinese medicine manufacturers to death, which is not conducive to the development of traditional Chinese medicine." Liu Ping explained with a smile.

"It's good that you know what you know." Lan Xianjing let out a long sigh, nodded, stretched her eyebrows, and looked at Liu Ping, "From tomorrow, all production lines will be running at full capacity."

"It's worthy of being my sister Jing, she's simply the worm in my stomach." Liu Ping smiled and flattered her, both big and small.

"You are the roundworm in my belly."

As soon as Lan Xianjing finished speaking, she seemed to think of some movements and her face turned red instantly.

Liu Ping possessed Lan Xianjing and held it in Lan Xianjing's ear, "I'm going to be a roundworm now."

"I want roundworms..." Lan Xianjing blushed as paper and her voice was sweet.

Although Shi Mingshan was puzzled, he still strictly implemented Liu Ping's order, rushing to buy medicinal materials at three times the price, and signed a long-term purchase contract with the medicinal farmers, which tripled the price.

Liu's Pharmaceutical Factory began to build crazily again, not only building warehouses, but also building factories, adding more than a dozen production lines.

In a few days, he would rush to the imperial capital with Hao Haibin. Liu Ping did not dare to waste time. He used charcoal to dry dozens of kilograms of sword poison weeds on the top floor of the villa, crushed them into powder, and collected them.

"Thirty grams, enough."

Liu Ping had a proud look on his face and put the glass bottle containing the sword poisonous weed powder into his pocket and rushed to the institute.

Kong Hongyu, Fan Zixun, Peng Shengrui and Lang Daoru are all there.

"Liu Ping, is it done?" Kong Hongyu looked expectant.

Liu Ping took out the small glass bottle and handed it to Kong Hongyu, "Old Kong, this is 30 grams. You can use it first, and find me if you use it all."

Kong Hongyu had a solemn expression and carefully took the small glass bottle, as if he was holding a heavy load in his hand.

"Liu Ping, we have discussed and studied the extraction method of traditional Chinese medicine. We want to extract the effective ingredients of sword poison weed, but it may fail. Sword poison weed is too precious and we are a little reluctant to leave." Fan Zixun's tone was heavy.

hehe……

Liu Ping couldn't help laughing and looked at Fan Zixun, "Old Fan, although there are snakes, insects and beasts where the sword poisonous weed grow, there are no dangers for me. Don't worry, bold tests, at worst I can go again."

The implication is that some sword poisonous weeds are used casually.

Kong Hongyu and the other two had light emitted their eyes, full of gratitude and expectation.

The blessing of traditional Chinese medicine and the blessing of the people.

"Four elders, the matter of the sword poisonous weed must not be revealed. People in the institute must pass the character." Although Liu Ping believed in the four elders, he still solemnly reminded him.

The four elders all know the value of the sword poisonous weed, and what Liu Ping said is not false.

Once the effects of the sword poisonous weed are leaked, it will definitely cause unexpected trouble, and some people may even take risks for the sake of their interests.

"You guys are busy, I'll go to the clinic to take a look."

Liu Ping left the laboratory and returned to his clinic.

Ghost Hand Divine Needle and Suo Lao took Deng Qi and four others to the clinic.

Deng Qi, Song Weilun, Shen Xiaojun and Bai Zihan all sat behind the clinic desk, and were veritable doctors.

Ghost Hand Divine Needle and Suo Lao visited the follow-up visit to ensure that Deng Qi and the other two did not misdiagnose.

"Why are you here?" asked the ghost hand magic needle.

"Come and take a look." Liu Ping replied casually.

Deng Qi stood up and spoke in a respectful tone, "Uncle Master, are you here?"

"You continue, you've done a good job and you can go to the training class to teach." Liu Ping nodded with satisfaction, his eyes full of praise.

"yes."

Deng Qi had excitement on his face.

What it means to be praised by Liu Ping is self-evident.

"Deng Qi, Weilun, Xiaojun, Zihan, you keep working hard. After the Spring Festival, I will give you four of you a big gift." Liu Ping said with a smile.

The ghost hand magic needle knew what Liu Ping said was a great gift. He widened his eyes and looked at Liu Ping, "Have you decided?"

"I've decided." Liu Ping nodded with a smile.

"Okay!" Ghost Hand Divine Needle nodded.

"I'll go to the training ground to see it."

Liu Ping drove to see the training ground and found Mei Xiaoyan, "How do you feel?"

“It feels good.”

Mei Xiaoyan held Liu Ping's arm and snuggled her head against Liu Ping's shoulder, "I just miss you."

"Do you think about it now?"

Liu Ping was full of pampering eyes, and Mei Xiaoyan was also her own woman, so she had to take a bowl of water.
Chapter completed!