Chapter 609 Brother Xiaofei, you can’t learn it

Gu Zhian pointed to some bottles and jars placed in the corner of the table and said: "I packed up some healing pills and detoxification pills last night. I should be able to exchange them for some spirit beads, but I don't know how many spirit beads these pills are worth."

Shi Yin, who came in with a basin, heard this and hurriedly said: "I know that one ordinary detoxification pill has at least one hundred spirit beads, but I don't know the rest."

Xiaofei squeezed in, "I know, I know."

Although he didn't have much business when he was working as a guide on Pearl Island, he had done a lot of homework in order to be a good guide. He was very familiar with the prices at drugstores and pearl shops in the city.

"In drug stores on Pearl Island, detoxification pills are usually sold by the bottle. A bottle contains five pills and costs six hundred spirit beads. The healing pills are more expensive, with a bottle of three pills costing at least eight hundred to one thousand spirit beads.

Beads. As for the styptic powder for trauma, it is cheaper. A pack of one hundred spiritual beads is about that much." Xiao Fei gestured with his hand.

Gu Zhian visually estimated that it weighed about one hundred grams, which was not cheap.

"Is it easy to sell?"

Xiao Fei nodded, "If it's easy to sell, fishermen who go out to sea will have medicine on them, no matter how expensive it is, just in case of emergency."

Gu Zhian felt relieved. She had a reference price and she knew how to set the price.

Naturally, the prices on the Pearl Island cannot be compared with the prices on the ship. No matter what is on the ship, the price is at least 20 to 30% more expensive than outside, or even double.

In the evening, the family entered the trading room on time. There were already many stalls set up inside. They came neither early nor late, and there were still some good stalls empty. Chu Yuanyan and Si Dong hurried forward to occupy a stall and took out the preparations.

The good furoshiki is spread on the ground, and the labeled bottles and cans are laid out.

Gu Zhian took out a wooden board and wrote the names, prices and efficacy of several drugs.

There were thousands of passengers on the big ship, so there were naturally many people coming to buy goods, and soon the trading room became lively.

Compared with those flashy stalls, Gu Zhian's stall looks ordinary, but the business is extremely good. After all, she sells very practical medicines, and the prices are quite reasonable for a place like the ship.

If you have extra money, you will naturally want to buy some for emergencies.

In just half an hour, all the medicine Gu Zhian brought was sold out and he got 3,800 spiritual beads.

Si Dong on the side looked at the piles of shiny spirit beads being put into the bag by Gu Zhian. He felt envious and regretted that he only focused on learning swordsmanship before, so why didn't he learn the skill of brewing pills from his uncle?

Xiaofei's eyes lit up when he saw it. People who know medical skills are like cows. Not only can they make money by treating people, but they can also make money by dispensing medicines. With this skill, they will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives.

"Aunt An, can I learn medical skills from you?" Xiaofei asked, rubbing his hands.

Jing'er, who was playing with the spirit beads on the side, looked up at Xiao Fei and said seriously: "Brother Xiao Fei, you can't learn."

Xiaofei's face fell, "Why?"

Jing'er said: "My mother said that studying medicine is a very boring and tedious matter. You need to be able to calm down and be lonely. You also need to have a strong memory, excellent eyesight, and a very sensitive sense of smell and taste. You can do it.

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Xiaofei's face became even more depressed, he couldn't do it.

Gu Zhian glared at Jing'er and said angrily: "You have memorized all the rules. I asked you to learn to identify medicines. How did you learn?"

Jing'er didn't panic at all. She stood up, held her little head high and said, "I can already identify more than ninety kinds of medicines. My grandfather even praised me for being so powerful."

Gu Zhian was speechless. After studying for so long, she could only remember more than ninety kinds of them based on her memory. There was nothing to be proud of.

A few people were packing up the stalls while talking. In fact, there was nothing to pack. They just rolled up the furoshiki, picked up the wooden sign, and picked up the backpack and left.

But before they could finish cleaning up, someone rushed over in a hurry, pointed at Gu Zhian and said, "That's her, she's the one selling fake medicines."
Chapter completed!