My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

1122 Selling at a Loss

Tian Xiaogui and Feng Wenshan’s eyes immediately lit up, but they thought of something and were discouraged.

However, Tian Xiaogui’s gaze quickly landed on his father. He even blinked hard, indicating for his father not to miss such good pills.

Tian Hongcheng, who received his son’s hint, couldn’t help but say in embarrassment, “Alchemist Lu’s pills are very good, but I don’t have so many gold coins on me.”

Even though he was the leader of the Tian family, he had always taken the smallest share of allowances for the sake of the family. And since they suddenly left today, they didn’t have time to get more gold coins from themselves at all.

He only had about two hundred thousand gold coins on him right now, so he could at most afford two pills.

Besides, if he really used the gold coins on him to buy two pills, they would have no money in their pockets in the future. How awkward would that be?

Hearing that, Lu Zijia didn’t mind. “Then, Senior Tian, just give me a friendly price. These pills will cost you a hundred thousand gold coins. If you don’t have enough gold coins, you can pay in installments.”

When she was in the martial arts world before, she often saw payment in installments on TV. She didn’t expect her to use it today.

Tsk, tsk, it was indeed not wrong to have more knowledge.

Tian Hongcheng was so excited that he suddenly propped up from his seat in jubilation, “This… This Alchemist Lu, are you serious?! Are these pills really sold to me for 100,000 gold coins?”

According to the bottle of three pills just now, there were more than ten pills on the table now. And these pills only cost a hundred thousand gold coins!

She was selling it to him at a loss!

At this thought, Tian Hongcheng immediately felt a bit embarrassed.

The other party was his son’s friend and his savior. He hadn’t even returned the favor, but he wanted the other party to sell him pills at a loss. How could he accept this?

Thinking of this, Tian Hongcheng said again, “Alchemist Lu, a hundred thousand gold coins is too cheap. How can I let you suffer a huge loss? I’ll buy it at the original price, but I’ll only buy two Vitality Pills.”

Two Vitality Pills were just enough for his son and his future daughter-in-law.

However, after buying the pills, he would probably have to be thick-skinned and borrow money from his good friend, Zuo Wei.

Lu Zijia was stunned, as if she didn’t expect that someone would take the initiative to raise it back to the original price after she had lowered it.

“I didn’t suffer a loss.”

Lu Zijia shook her head and said directly, “I still make a profit selling these pills for a hundred thousand gold coins.”

She was famous for being a miser in the Lower Martial Arts Realm. How could she possibly make a loss?

Even though the herbs used to refine Vitality Pills and Xuanyun Pills weren’t cheap, her success rate was 100%, unlike the alchemists in this world who only had a 50% success rate at most.

If the success rate was low, the price of the pills sold would naturally be higher, and vice versa.

“There’s still profit?!” Tian Xiaogui’s mouth gaped open and the shock on his face was obvious.

“Of course.”

Lu Zijia nodded without thinking.

Seeing that she really didn’t seem to be lying, the father and son of the Tian family finally exchanged a hundred thousand gold coins for the pills gratefully.

After Tian Hongcheng and his son went to a room alone, Tian Hongcheng looked at his son with a sigh.

Tian Xiaogui, who was a bit frightened by his father’s gaze, couldn’t help rubbing his arms and asking, “Father, why are you looking at me like that?”