Bai Mo sat cross-legged on the ground, carefully reading the stone slabs, one docunt after another.
"Hmm... this Red Tube Grass is really sothing.
"The four hundred plus apertures it’s inserted into are quite intricate.
"With over four hundred Red Tube Grasses inserted, not just the Primordial Immortal Qi, even the Immortal Qi in one’s own Dantian, and even bile, is drained clean."
Bai Mo, who focuses mainly on plant and dicine research, is slightly less versed in human and animal studies. Now, looking at these four hundred plus apertures, he gains so insights and learns sothing new.
"Speaking of these four hundred plus apertures, researching them must have taken quite the effort, with many experints conducted, right?
"I wonder how many Fallen Immortals beca guinea pigs.
"Who is such a pervert to research this sort of thing?"
Bai Mo mutters complaints while learning, expressing his amazent.
He picks up another stone slab and sees the origin of this Immortal Technique.
[...I once chased a Fallen Immortal across thousands of miles, engaging in a long tug-of-war, and together we fell off a cliff into a desolate valley]
[Below the cliff, in the desolate valley, red stems grew upwards, as straight as arrows]
[Both the Fallen Immortal and I were exhausted, our resources depleted, fighting one last ti mid-air, I stepped on him, putting him underfoot]
[Upon landing, he was pierced and ruined by the red Immortal Grass stems, while I stood on him unhard]
[I discovered these stems belong to a never-before-seen Immortal Grass, capable of extracting the Primordial Immortal Qi from him]
[So I transplanted this Immortal Grass, cultivated it for three years, improved it over ten years, and researched it for a hundred years, consuming seventy-eight Fallen Immortals, finally creating the Red Tube Grass Juice Technique]
[Consider it a small contribution to the Nine Kingdoms, the Celestial Law, and combating the Fallen]
The signature at the end is unmistakably... Marquis Qing Yue.
Bai Mo twitches his mouth.
Unearthing the Immortal Technique from the ruins of the Cyan Moon Pill Palace seems quite expected.
Yet this woman’s style indeed grows fiercer and fiercer!
He looks back at the ground, where his disciples are rummaging through a pile of dry grass.
"Is this the Red Tube Grass, improved by Marquis Qing Yue?
"It’s not a Super Immortal Grass, at best it’s Sequence Seven.
"But its effect is indeed quite impressive."
The disciples perk up their ears upon hearing the master’s evaluation, craning their necks and widening their eyes!
The master said this thing is impressive?
They imdiately gather their spirits, eagerly searching the pile of dry grass for sothing useful!
Fox Claw becos more cautious, starting to rub through the pile of dry grass.
"I’ve found it."
Bai Mo squats down, pats a few disciples on their heads.
"To have this thing preserved over millions of years is already quite remarkable."
He picks up a handful of dirt crumbs rubbed out by the disciples, rubs it further to make it finer, then gently blows on it, leaving a tiny black stone in his palm.
The fluffy heads of his disciples crowd over, their dark red eyes wide with curiosity.
What is this?
"This... is a fossil of a Red Tube Grass seed.
"To have a seed like this is quite remarkable.
"Though it’s no longer alive... with so techniques, it can still be cultivated.
"White Earrings, this task is entrusted to you!"
...
In the office.
Bai Mo, Fang Xiaoyu, the fox disciple, and Tian Xinghuo sit around the coffee table, looking at the mass-produced "Brain Protection Vine Nasal Inhaler" on the table.
This fox disciple is nad "Xiao Erlang".
Because a small patch of hair on its forehead is white, resembling an upright eye.
That’s right... Xiao Erlang ans Xiao Erlang Shen.
At this mont, it crouches in the master’s lap, eyes wide, looking at the bottles.
There’s a matte alloy silver bottle...
"This alloy bottle is the professional version used by the Committee, already distributed to various cities nationwide.
"This alloy has special properties, slightly expensive to produce but extrely stable, able to handle various special environnts."
Beside it are three versions in gold, silver, and copper, which Bai Mo finds puzzling.
Originally, there were two versions set for professional and civilian use. The civilian version in plastic has slightly lower stability but much lower cost and much higher production volu.
But why were the plastic bottles painted with gold, silver, and copper paint?
"This..."
Fang Xiaoyu explains.
"It was a suggestion from our distributor!
"Our distributor is highly professional; he says wealthy people don’t mind the expense, and when selling life-saving items to the wealthy, the packaging must be upscale, worthy of their spending."
Bai Mo nods, seeming to find it quite logical.
This little bottle isn’t cheap; just counting materials, equipnt, and labor, it costs twelve hundred yuan!
Sending out trucks of professional versions costs more than cash delivery trucks!
Even with the Committee’s deep pockets, it sowhat strains them, relying on the civilian version to recoup costs.
Indeed, Bai Mo’s future project funding is tied to this.
If the project’s particularly urgent, funding might be cut, belts tightened.
He sips his tea.
So...
"...How much does the civilian version cost? How much can it recoup?"
Upon this topic, Fang Xiaoyu’s expression becos peculiar.
"Our distributor is highly professional; he priced the copper bottle at... thirty thousand per bottle."
Bai Mo almost chokes on his water.
"Cough cough... this... this really is professional.
"It can recoup quite a bit!
"Our project funding will be much more ample.
"The pity is, only so many wealthy people exist, and when they buy these, they’ll rely stockpile them, rather than using them extensively.
"What about the silver bottle? What’s its price?"
With that question, Fang Xiaoyu’s expression becos even more peculiar.
"Our distributor is highly professional; he priced the silver bottle at... one hundred thousand per bottle."
Bai Mo picks up the silver bottle, checking that its contents are identical to the copper bottle, differing only in the paint on the surface.
"Uh... our distributor is indeed very professional.
"This silver bottle probably won’t sell much, right?"
Upon this, Fang Xiaoyu’s expression grows even more peculiar.
"Our first batch of two thousand silver bottles has sold out.
"Because our distributor is highly professional; he declared the gold bottle non-sellable, requiring the purchase of a hundred silver bottles to receive one gold.
In the office, not just Bai Mo, even the unemotional Tian Xinghuo looks shocked.
Does this work?
Are rich people all gullible, with loose purse strings?
Is their money so easily earned?
Fang Xiaoyu chuckles awkwardly; at first, she believed it couldn’t work.
Yet simply put, facts speak louder than words.
"The silver bottles... are already sold out.
"They sold faster than the copper bottles.
"Large orders for silver bottles are still in production... We’re following the distributor’s request, rushing a batch of copper bottles, washing off the copper paint, and repainting them with silver.
"Based on current orders, selling the civilian version alone is enough for the project to break even, even profit nicely.
"Our next project will have very abundant funding.
"The key to this project is actually a distributor you know, Bai Mo.
Bai Mo holds his disciple, furrowing his brow.
"I know such a professional talent?"
Knock knock knock!
At this mont, the office door is knocked.
Tian Xinghuo opens it, finding a security guard from the Immortal Grass Building carrying a huge box.
"Hehe, Expert Bai Mo’s package! It’s been checked; delivery for you."
Retrieving the large box, the contents are simple, filled with five newly opened Alienware computers.
Bai Mo pulls out a packaging box, "Why does it look just like the one Master Chong sent before?"
At this mont, his phone vibrates.
Taking a look, sure enough, it’s a ssage from Master Chong.
[Hahaha, did you receive the little gift I sent?]
[I’ve made it big this ti!]
[Earned a fortune from stocks, commissions also earned smoothly!]
[I’ve set up a distribution company, still decorating, specializing in selling Immortal Technique products to all kinds of wealthy gullible buyers]
[Left an office for you, co see it later, hehehe]
Bai Mo twitches his mouth.
Looks at Fang Xiaoyu.
"Is it Master Chong?"
Fang Xiaoyu nods.
The genius distributor behind the "gold, silver, copper bottles," with outstanding professional knowledge, turns out to be Master Chong!
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