Chapter 384 The Jin Family of Yan City’s Five Great Families

Early the next morning, the Medicinal Pills in the Qingya Pill Workshop were all sold out. Sima Shuo had just asked the customers to leave the shop and was about to close the doors when several Martial Artists blocked his path.

"I'm looking for the owner of your shop. Where is he?" a big-nosed Martial Artist asked with his head held high, looking sideways at Sima Shuo.

"Our boss isn't seeing guests," Sima Shuo said, shaking his head. There were many people who wanted to see his master; if he called his master out for every person who came looking, his master wouldn't be able to get anything done.

"Close the door!" The big-nosed Martial Artist squeezed Sima Shuo's shoulder and spoke to the Martial Artists behind him.

The Martial Artists behind him immediately closed the shop doors tight.

Sima Shuo looked nervously at these fierce-looking Martial Artists. "This is Yan City. Even if you steal the Medicinal Pills from the shop, you will never escape the pursuit of the Yan City Guard."

The Yan City Guard patrolled the entire street; any commotion would alert them.

"I am from the Jin Family of Yan City's Five Great Families. I won't steal your Medicinal Pills. I'll say it one more time: I'm looking for your boss," the big-nosed Martial Artist said disdainfully.

"Alright, alright," Sima Shuo replied quickly upon hearing they were from the Five Great Families of Yan City, knowing these were not people he could handle. He then led them to the front of Qin Ming's bedroom.

"Master, the Jin Family of the Five Great Families is looking for you."

"Come in," Qin Ming's voice came from inside the room.

"Creak." The big-nosed Martial Artist pushed open the door to Qin Ming's bedroom, only to see Qin Ming lying on the bed, yawning.

"What do you want with me?"

"You…" Seeing Qin Ming's indifferent attitude, a Sturdy Big Man behind the big-nosed man wanted to burst out in anger and curse. Fortunately, the big-nosed Martial Artist blocked him, so the insults weren't uttered.

The big-nosed Martial Artist cupped his hands and said, "I am a Deacon of the Jin Family of Yan City's Five Great Families. My name is Jin Youfu. I would like to invite Mr. Green Cliff Elder to become an Alchemist for the Jin Family."

"Not going," Qin Ming sat up and yawned again.

"Listen clearly, we are from the Jin Family, one of the Five Great Families," the Sturdy Big Man said loudly.

Qin Ming glanced at the Sturdy Big Man. "Yes, I know you are from the Jin Family, but I still don't want to go."

Sima Shuo was a bit worried. These people were from the Jin Family; would they do something to harm his master?

"You have quite the Face," the Sturdy Big Man said. "If you don't even give Face to our Jin Family, aren't you afraid I'll make you suffer the consequences?"

"I'm just a wandering commoner, used to being wild and unable to stand the rules of a large Family," Qin Ming cupped his hands casually.

The big-nosed man glanced at Qin Ming unwillingly and cupped his hands. "Fine, since you won't go, we won't force you. Besides inviting you to our Jin Family, we also hope to buy some Medicinal Pills."

"Buying Medicinal Pills, huh?" Qin Ming picked his ear and asked, "So, how many do you want to buy?"

"We'll buy as many as you have. As long as they are perfect elixirs, we'll buy them all," the big-nosed man said loudly, trying to intimidate Qin Ming with wealth.

"Alright," Qin Ming smiled. "Sima Shuo, you handle the negotiations with them. The price will be marked up by twenty percent. You can sell them all the Medicinal Pills you have."

"Marked up by twenty percent?" the big-nosed man said angrily. "On what grounds are you marking it up by twenty percent? We're buying in bulk, yet instead of a discount, you're increasing the price."

Qin Ming smiled. "On the grounds that my perfect elixirs are in high demand. If you don't want them, plenty of others will."

"If you want the original price, that's fine too. Go outside and line up; the price out there is the original price."

Line up outside?

Line up my foot! There were already so many Martial Artists eating and sleeping there; when would it ever be their turn?

"Fine," the big-nosed Martial Artist's Face turned beet red.

Qin Ming smiled, turned around, and went back to sleep on the bed.

The angry big-nosed Martial Artist and the Sturdy Big Man walked out. In the front hall, Sima Shuo gave all the Medicinal Pills to the big-nosed Martial Artist. At the same time, the big-nosed Martial Artist paid the Spirit Stones according to the twenty percent markup.

"Sima Shuo, give your master a message. Tell him I hope he never leaves Yan City." The big-nosed Martial Artist pushed open the door angrily and left the pill shop with his men.

Sima Shuo watched the big-nosed Martial Artist leave, his eyes filled with worry.

"No need to worry," Qin Ming walked out from inside and patted Sima Shuo's shoulder.

"Master, you're out," Sima Shuo said, looking at his master.

Qin Ming nodded and handed Sima Shuo a ring. "Put these Medicinal Pills on display. Keep whatever doesn't fit."

"More perfect elixirs?" Sima Shuo joyfully took the ring and began arranging the Medicinal Pills.

Qin Ming smiled. "If they come to buy Medicinal Pills from you again, it's the same old rule: sell them at a twenty percent markup."

"What? They'll come back?" Sima Shuo asked in surprise.

"No matter how bad our relationship is, as long as there's profit to be made, these people will still come," Qin Ming said.

Sima Shuo fell into deep thought.