After the stitches were removed from the wound, which was nearly seven inches long, it left an ugly scar like a centipede. Looking at this scar and moving his injured leg, Tukun jumped off the hospital bed with satisfaction and gave Duan Shaojun a deep salute. "Brother Duan's life-saving grace, Tukun firmly remembered in his heart. In the future, as long as there is a place where I can Tukun, just open my mouth. ”

"It doesn't have to be like this, it is the duty of a healer to save the dead and help the wounded. If you want to repay your kindness when you are curing a disease, such a person is not worthy of being called a healer. Duan Shaojun hurriedly returned the salute.

"Haha...... Well, Brother Duan is really very comparable. By the way, I invited Brother Duan to come over today, in addition to asking you to help me remove the stitches, I also want to discuss with you. After Tukun smiled heroically, he beckoned people to serve hot tea and began to get down to business. Last time, for the business that my brother mentioned to you, is Brother Duan willing to cooperate with me? ”

"This ...... I'm really sorry, the Chinese patent medicine shop, but I don't own it alone, in addition, the main Chinese patent medicine in our Chinese patent medicine shop is mostly for common diseases, and in terms of trauma, I don't have ...... involved" Duan Shaojun began to blow up perfunctory nonsense, he is a surgical expert, Jinchuang medicine is a hair, and the simplified version of Yunnan Baiyao can be prepared by himself, but can it be sold to you barbarians who peep at the Central Plains all the time?

Before the crossing, it was a standard angry youth, and after the crossing, Duan Shaojun, who was taught by the abbot of the dream all the time, and felt the crisis around the aging Tang Empire, had his own set of survival theories.

"It's okay, since you can't buy Jinchuang medicine here, what about the other medicines?"

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"It depends on what kind of drug it is." Duan Shaojun smashed his mouth, as long as it was not a traumatic medication. Not to mention common cold and flu medicines. Even if you want to treat cardiovascular and cerebrovascular Chinese patent medicine, you can get it for you.

"This kind of thing. There's also this one. Almu walked over and took two things out of his bosom. Duan Shaojun couldn't help but be stunned, raised his head and looked at the two alien tyrants in front of him.

This is clearly an alternative among their own proprietary Chinese medicine products, one is the golden gun pill, and the other is the cold incense pill. "You want to buy these two drugs?"

"Why, can't this be sold to foreign races?" Tukun couldn't help but laugh.

"Of course not, but it just strikes me as a little unexpected." Duan Shaojun said with a dry smile. I really didn't expect it. Tukun actually shifted his attention from the golden pill that was related to the country's military affairs to the golden gun pill that had a major relationship with the secret affairs of the boudoir, what is this called, the contrast is too great, I can't help but be amazed.

Tukun coughed dryly, and seemed to feel that he was the son of a great khan, and it was really a bit embarrassing to still do this thing. But the problem is that when I think of the value of this golden gun pill, my heart is on fire.

As for the cold incense pill, it can be used directly to bribe the women of many Qihu tribe leaders and blow the pillow wind. It is also extremely beneficial for yourself, if it really works. Then, the profits of these two drugs are enough for him to obtain enough wealth to expand his strength, so that he will not fall behind several other brothers in the future Great Khan's rush.

Because his subordinates inquired a lot of news on the day he was recuperating from his illness, and of course, when he inquired about the news, he would inevitably go to some places where men should go. In addition, although the Khithu people consider themselves to be the sons of the grassland, but the sons of the grassland will also have impotence, naturally, the golden gun does not pour pills, the best weapon that shocked the Fengyue place in the south of the Yangtze River, made a certain or several Khithu people shocked.

Xuan Ji realized that the value of this thing is definitely not something that can be measured by money. You must know that on the prairie, at least half a year, or even more than half a year, is in the ice and snow. And anyone who has a little bit of wealth will definitely ask for a few more mothers-in-law.

However, after a winter, even the most fierce cattle will be weak and weak in fear when they plough to the back. So, when it was passed on ten, ten, or something, the ferocious properties of this thing reached Almu's ears.

Almu is Tukun's henchman, and he is also a wise man, anyway, he belongs to the heart of the strategist, and his mind is more dark and evil, after getting this thing, he doesn't want to monopolize it. But it can be extended from the golden gun not pouring pills to the winter hobby of many grassland warriors, and then.

After his persuasion, Tukun also felt that if this thing was really that good, then the speed of sowing seeds by itself, or the chance of becoming a self-propelled humanoid sowing artillery, would be greatly increased. I like them all, so the vast majority of Qihu men must also like them.

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“…… This, in terms of price, is not non-negotiable, but it depends on how much you need. Duan Shaojun smashed his mouth, and after secretly thinking about it in his heart, he felt that this kind of lucrative business, if he didn't cut off these local tyrants from Qihu, he would definitely be sorry for the country, and even more sorry for the people.

You must know that the price of this thing sold in Yangzhou is more than one-third higher than the price in Lanting. That is to say, every golden spear pill is worth nearly fifteen taels of silver.

When the local tyrants of different races went to buy it, they were also doubled in value by those big teapots and turtles who also had a patriotic spirit.

That is to say, the cost of a pill will not exceed two taels of silver, and the price of a pill of thirty taels of silver has been sold in Yangzhou. Of course, the channel for selling this thing is through Qi Niang, which is directly sold to the major festivals in Yangzhou.

It is impossible for ordinary people to know the floor price. Even if it is more than ten taels of silver a grain. With the prosperity and affluence of Yangzhou, the daily consumption is nearly 400 grains. This is also the reason why Duan Shaojun was not very interested in increasing the production of too many golden guns when he discussed with Li Xuan before.

After all, he didn't want the golden gun to not pour too many pills, which would lead to a decline in profits. On the contrary, it is a thing that women use at home, such as cold incense pills, and if they increase their production, some people will still buy them, after all, women account for nearly half of the number of human beings.

And those who need the golden gun does not pour pills are generally wealthy and time-rich and inferior gentry, so the demand is not as good as the cold incense pill.

Thirty taels of silver a grain, for these foreign tyrants, they don't care too much, after all, a good horse is worth hundreds of taels of silver, and for these grassland tyrants, there are not thousands of cattle and sheep at home, hundreds of horses, and they are embarrassed to say hello to others.

After Tukun and Almu exchanged words in barbarian language, Armu coughed twice and stretched out two fingers.

"Two hundred bottles?" Duan Shaojun wrenched his fingers, he couldn't help but feel a little disdainful, to be honest, now Yangzhou's daily consumption is nearly 400 grains, and this guy has such a little demand, which is really wrong.

"How is this possible, such a small amount, even the princes and nobles of the Golden Horde Court can't send it away." Almu was a little angry, as if he felt underestimated, and shook five fingers stupidly. "My master means, two thousand bottles."

“…… Two thousand bottles? "Now it's Duan Shaojun's turn to be shocked, Ni Ma shouldn't want to take his own goods and then engage in market monopoly. One grain is calculated according to the price of fifteen taels and one grain in Yangzhou. Two thousand bottles, how much is that? One bottle is one hundred and fifty taels, and two thousand bottles add up to three hundred thousand taels.

Damn, think about it, I prefer my old father-in-law to have his own family wealth, this little effort, his family wealth is already ten times that of the Ximen officials. No, if it's 30 taels of silver each, 600,000 taels of cake sellers is not a dream.

Just when Duan Shaojun had already begun to obsessed himself with building a house made of sterling silver, Almu's words woke Duan Shaojun up from his dream.

"Yes, but thirty taels of silver is too expensive, and we think that the value needs to be cut by at least half." Seeing Duan Shaojun's expression, Almu couldn't help but feel a little proud, and after laughing, he began to enter the bargaining mode.

"Cut in half?!" Duan Shaojun was furious, 600,000 taels of silver, just half of this kind of goods was missing, how could it be? As the so-called uncle can bear, aunt can't bear it. "It's absolutely not good, and the bargaining is not as unauthentic as yours. Thirty taels of silver a grain, a lot of money. (To be continued......)