Medical Master Chapter 1093
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Chapter 1152: 1152
Chapter 1152 Large Orders!
They downed another cup of wine.
Everyone quietly sensed the changes with their eyes closed as the internal Qi boiled within.
The longer the liquor stayed in their bodies, the more satisfied they felt with this liquor.
At this moment, there was still a large group of people gathered at the door of the inn.
The door of the inn was not closed, so they craned their necks, trying to see what was happening inside, even though they were barred from entering the inn.
Their mouths couldn’t help watering when they smelt the aroma of the wine wafting out of the inn.
“Please. Excuse me.”
An old quavery voice could be heard.
An old man with a pale face elbowed his way through the crowd and finally made his way to the inn’s door. When he tried to walk in, several brothers who were on guard there, stopped him.
“Sir, the inn is full. You have to go somewhere else.”
While speaking, one of them directly took the old man’s right hand and brought him out again among the crowd.
The old man was powerless to resist, no matter how much he tried to.
If Lin Qingyi were here, he would recognize that this old man was Ma Chunyu!
His severe injuries had aged him greatly in just a week, and he didn’t seem to be in good spirits.
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“Well, old man, hurry up and leave. Don’t get yourself caught in this crowd. You might get hurt.”
Ma Chunyu looked much older, so these brothers didn’t know he was Ma Chunyu, who had hurt them before.
In this case, Ma Chunyu didn’t dare to argue for fear of being recognized.
If they recognized him inside the inn, it would be fine. But these people might deal lethal blows to him if they knew who he was.
Besides, he would not be able to leave this place alive as long as Lin Qingyi knew who he was. Lin Qingyi had every reason to execute him merely by charging him with betraying the faction and assaulting his fellow disciples.
Therefore, Ma Chunyu had no choice but to leave when he failed to enter the inn.
“It seems that I have to think of some other ways.”
…
“I’ve finished pouring the third round of wine.”
After pouring out the wine for the third round, Fang Qiu said, “Next, I’d like every senior to drink to your heart’s content!”
The third round of wine used up 22 jars.
There were 78 jars left.
According to the previous plan, each force could get one jar.
28 jars of wine for four clans, eight factions, and sixteen sects. In addition, there was the Pear Garden, the Sword Sect, and two tables of individual cultivators, which needed four jars. Altogether, there should be 32 jars of wine.
“Serve the wine!”
Fang Qiu called out with a sweep of his arm.
Then each of his brothers came out with a jar of wine.
They went upstairs first.
After delivering the wine to the four great families, the Sword Sect, the Pear Garden, and the two tables of individual cultivators, they began to distribute the jars of wine downstairs.
All the wine was served as planned.
Fang Qiu started to circulate among the guests at the inn with a jar of wine and a wine cup.
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Every time he walked to a table, he would take the initiative to propose a toast to the guests, as if he were the groom at a wedding.
Because of this ingenious way of moving around, Fang Qiu toasted and heard a lot of secrets in Wulin from many people who were talking and bragging.
In general, each force sent two people who would share one jar of wine. Therefore, everyone had a good time drinking.
After all, the medicated wine was potent enough.
In addition, the wine needed some time to be absorbed by their bodies. Therefore, even the four patriarchs didn’t dare to drink too fast. Everyone would pause before having another cup, allowing some time for their bodies to process the liquor.
After three cups of liquor, many people looked a little flushed.
It was not easy to metabolize all the liquor in a short period, even for experts.
It took them about two hours to finish a jar of wine.
“John Doe.”
In the VIP area, Diwu Mingchuan, who had just absorbed the alcohol, directly raised his hand and called out. When Fang Qiu turned his head, he immediately asked, “How much liquor do you have left? Can you spare me some?”
As the patriarch of the Diwu Great Family, Diwu Mingchuan knew very well how precious this liquor was. Especially for the younger generation like Diwu Qian, Heaven Dew was even better than Heaven and Earth Treasure.
After all, Heaven and Earth Treasure couldn’t produce internal Qi inside those martial arts practitioners!
Diwu Mingchuan was fully aware of the advantages of this wine.
Thus, he gave most of the wine to Diwu Qian.
Originally, Diwu Qian had no capacity for liquor. After she drank more than half a jar of wine, her beautiful face flushed scarlet, and she looked exceedingly adorable.
However, no one dared to lay their eyes on Diwu Qian, for Diwu Mingchuan was right next to her. There was not even a single person who dared to cast a sideway glance at her because they feared that Diwu Mingchuan would chide them.
“It seems that everyone has almost finished drinking.”
Fang Qiu went to the second floor and cupped his hands in salute at Diwu Mingchuan from the stairs. Then he turned to look at everyone in the inn and asked, “Aren’t you very curious about why I invited you to this wine tasting party?”
“Well, I’d like to sell some wine!”
When they heard this, the people from all the forces present were startled and speechless.
But those individual cultivators sitting around the hall immediately became excited.
They had been sitting in the inn for more than two hours but could only smell the aroma of the wine that made their mouths water. Some of them almost got up and left in despair.
They could only watch but not drink, which couldn’t be more distressing!
After waiting for several hours, they finally found a way out.
Unlike these people, the people of various forces, big and small, were stunned for a while and smiled wryly.
“Oh, John Doe is too candid, isn’t he?”
“I thought it was really a wine tasting party. It turns out to be a trade party!”
“Now, we’ll compete for his wine.”
Each of them had their thoughts.
The minds of all those cultivators, whether in large or small forces, began to churn rapidly.
After all, Heaven Dew was really a good thing.
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A large amount of this wine might support a whole sect!
Who wouldn’t cast covetous eyes at such a marvelous thing?
“In that case, hurry up and tell me the price of this wine,” Diwu Mingchuan said.
“5,000 yuan for one jar.”
Fang Qiu smiled and said, “It means the jar you drank just now is worth 5,000 yuan. Do you think it’s expensive?”
Everyone shook their heads when they heard what the price was.
“Expensive?”
Sword Fanatic said directly, “Even if it were 100,000 yuan per jar, I wouldn’t think it was expensive.”
“That’s right!”
“This wine is worth the price.”
“5,000 yuan for one jar. That’s cheap, isn’t it?”
“Right. Its taste is very good, and its power is amazing. It can satisfy our craving for good wine, preserve our health, and help our cultivation. With so many benefits, its price does not seem high at all.”
Everyone nodded in agreement.
“You won’t change your price, will you?” Diwu Mingchuan asked.
“No, I won’t.”
Fang Qiu nodded with certainty.
“Good.”
Diwu Mingchuan immediately nodded and said, “I want 30,000 jars!”
Fang Qiu was greatly shocked when he heard his order.
On the other side, He Gaoming and others were all agape with astonishment.
“30,000 jars!”
“Holy shit, so many?”
“He ordered so many jars?”
“I thought it would be great if they could order 100 jars as the oldest had estimated. But from the very start, we already have an order for 30,000 jars. It looks a little scary to me!”
All the brothers were stunned.
“In fact, 30,000 jars of this wine is equivalent to only 5,000 boxes of ordinary wine on the market. Don’t tell me you don’t even have such a small amount of wine?”
Diwu Mingchuan asked with a smile.
As soon as he heard that John Doe wanted to sell wine, he decided to make the first move.
If John Doe had adequate stock, he would be the first to receive the wine. But if there wasn’t enough liquor, John Doe would have to prioritize his needs.
No matter what the situation was, he would definitely gain the upper hand if he was the first to order.
“Of course not.”
Fang Qiu answered with a smile, then quickly waved to He Gaoming and said, “Take the order!”
He Gaoming immediately walked to Fang Qiu with a pen and a sheet of paper.
“The first order, Diwu Great Family, 30,000 jars!”
He Gaoming quickly wrote it down.
“The Qian family wants 35,000 jars!”
Patriarch Qian hurriedly waved his hand and shouted.
“The Xi family, 40,000 jars!”
Xi Shaolin followed.
“The Zhan family, 45,000!”
Elder Zhan didn’t stand on ceremony and hurriedly shouted out his order.
Fang Qiu stood stock still in amazement.
“What’s going on?
“Do all of them have such an urgent desire to improve their cultivation?
“But the most important thing is that this wine is not that effective for the gurus!”
Fang Qiu couldn’t help feeling confused.
But still, another burst of shouts came.
“The Unfettered Faction wants 50,000 jars!”
“The Kongtong Faction, 60,000 jars!”
“The Constellation Faction, 65,000 jars!”
“The Peace Faction, 70,000 jars.”
“The Tianshan Faction, 80,000 jars.”
“The Duanmen Faction, 90,000 jars.”
“The Infinite Faction, 95,000 jars.”
“The Heavenly-dragon Faction, 100,000 jars!”
All the leaders of all the eight factions shouted out their orders, one by one.
As they joined in one after another, the number of jars that they ordered increased.
When all the brothers heard these figures, they were dumbfounded.
They had never expected that the four clans and eight factions would order so many.
In the beginning, when the Diwu Great Family ordered 30,000 jars, they were staggered at the number and were even worried about whether they could meet the demand.
But now, the eight factions ordered even more crazily. The Heavenly-dragon Faction that originated from the Heavenly-dragon Temple demanded 100,000 jars in one go. Furthermore, each of the eight factions ordered at least 50,000 jars. Even those people bad at math could figure out that they had to produce more than hundreds of thousands of jars!
The numbers looked rather scary.
Hearing how much the eight factions wanted, Fang Qiu was extremely shocked and soon understood.
These people hated to be outdone!
Heaven Dew might not greatly benefit the gurus, but it would have a significant effect on their disciples. The more they bought, the more chances their disciples would get to upgrade themselves.
In this case, each faction was fighting to improve their faction’s strength.
However, no other forces were willing to fall behind. Their fierce competition had a snowball effect on the wine orders. That was why they ordered more and more wine.
The eight factions finished placing orders.
The 16 sects began to ask for the wine.
“The Qingcheng Sect, 100,000 jars!”
“The Hengshan Sect, 100,000 jars!”
“The Wanchou Sect, 100,000 jars!”
“The Iron-palm Sect, 100,000 jars!”
“The Tantric Sect, 150,000 jars!”
…
Although one of the sixteen sects was missing, the competition between them was equally fierce. Most of them required 100,000 jars, and a few even wanted as many as 150,000 jars.
Fang Qiu was in a state of shock when he heard the orders for the number of jars.
Next to him, He Gaoming, who had been recording the orders, was too appalled to speak. As he wrote down the number given by each force, his hands even began to tremble.
“Damn it!
“The total number is hundreds or even thousands of times more than what we have expected!
“Each order represents an enormous profit!
“Are all the masters in Wulin so rich?
“So, only my over 30 brothers and I are too poor to feed ourselves, right?”
“Ha-ha.”
When the four clans, eight factions, and sixteen sects finished ordering, the old man, a guru from the Chic Cloud Pavilion, also raised his hand and said, “I want 100,000!”
“Excuse me, may I know your name?”
He Gaoming didn’t know how to make the record because he didn’t know this old man.
“Don’t ask any more questions. Just take down the number,” said Fang Qiu.
He Gaoming nodded and smiled apologetically at the old man. Then he quickly wrote it down. The old man also laughed and continued to drink.
He alone got a whole jar, so he hadn’t finished it yet.
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