Under such sharp eyes, Yu Zilan, who already had a guilty conscience, could no longer keep calm. He coughed softly and said: "Master Shu has many things to do and his business is busy. If we wait for him to come back, I don't know how long it will take."
Already."
She just couldn't wait.
Knowing her weakness, Ling Luo became more and more calm and said: "Procrastination is not a problem, we have plenty of time."
"But—" Yu Zilan's face looked scorched.
Ling Luo interrupted her and said loudly: "There's nothing to worry about. I won't touch this Origin Stone for the time being. Miss Zilan can rest assured. That's it."
Yu Zilan did not expect that she would be negotiating with such a tough woman.
Can't move? How can she believe it?
Any cultivator would probably go crazy when faced with such a treasure.
"Miss Ling San, if you are willing to cooperate a little, bet Shifang with us on a 50-50 split, no, 40-60 is also fine. The Yu family is willing to reduce the annual price of wound medicine by 30% and provide it to your Ling family army."
Yu Zilan was really anxious, so she gritted her teeth and made an extremely tempting offer.
This time, she really spent a lot of money.
Hearing Yu Zilan's compromise, the one who was most surprised was Ling Zhan. He was the commander of an army and he cherished his soldiers very much.
The sword has no eyes, life and death are all taken, and the role of healing medicine in this is very significant.
For a long time, the entire pharmaceutical industry in Xijiu Kingdom, except for the Zhirenge family, has been almost completely monopolized by Yu Zilan, so prices are set at the lowest level.
If the price of 30% is multiplied by tens of millions, what a huge amount of expenditure it will be. How great it would be if this military supply could be saved.
"Do you really mean what you said, little girl?" Ling Zhan was moved.
A smile flashed across Yu Zilan's face, and she looked at Ling Zhan with bright eyes and said, "Old General, it's absolutely true."
"Grandpa!" Ling Luo stood up, with a serious look on his face, and said coldly, "Don't promise her!"
Ling Zhan frowned slightly and sighed: "Luo'er, listen to grandpa, healing medicine is really important and affects the life and death of countless people."
Ling Luo looked at the older white-bearded old man and said, "But didn't Luo'er refine 300 bottles of healing medicine for you half a month ago? The quality and efficacy of that medicine are comparable to those inferior ones from the Yu family.
The product is much better!”
It is absolutely impossible for her to give up such a precious source. Even if the other party takes away four-tenths, she is not willing.
"Luo'er, three hundred bottles, if you put them in my million-strong army, it won't help at all." Ling Zhan sighed softly and said sincerely, "Even if the wound medicine is as good as the other, you can't do it alone."
Strength is far from enough."
Ling Luo pursed her thin lips tightly, tightened her fists unconsciously, and said in a deep voice: "Grandpa, don't promise her. If you give your granddaughter a few days, Luo'er will definitely find a solution."
She already has three medicinal cauldrons and the stems of the green glass red fire lotus. She only needs some basic materials and the problem can be easily solved.
However, it was obvious that Ling Zhan didn't quite listen to Ling Luo's explanation. He looked at Yu Zilan and said, "Girl, I will consider your suggestion carefully."
"Grandpa, please believe me once." Ling Luo's expression changed slightly, "Give Luo'er a few days, seven days, seven days is enough."
"Don't say seven days, Miss Ling San, even if it takes seventy days, you won't be able to create the healing medicine of my Yu's Pharmacy." Yu Zilan cut off Ling Luo's words, her expression not very good-looking.