Selling Medicine at the Black Market

Bai Yu entered the Black Market, not rushing to set up a stall to sell Essence Nourishing Powder.

He first wandered around the Black Market a few times, unhurried and appearing like a seasoned veteran.

Along the way, Bai Yu felt his eyes were opened.

The Black Market had all sorts of goods.

There were weapon sellers, with weapons forged from ten-refined steel or even hundred-refined steel, capable of slicing through iron like mud.

One weapon seller stacked twenty copper coins together and, picking up a steel saber, slashed down.

The twenty copper coins were cleanly cut in half, drawing gasps of amazement.

There were also those selling pills, selling cultivation methods, and even those selling wild beasts and women.

Of course, there were more ordinary items, such as wild game from the mountains, grains, eggs, and other daily necessities.

Not all those coming and going were martial artists; ordinary people still made up the majority.

Daily necessities weren't considered expensive, even a bit cheaper than in the city.

But when it came to things related to martial arts, the prices soared.

A random bottle of pills for martial artists cost at least one tael of silver.

A Yellow Rank, Low Grade cultivation method started at five taels of silver.

Bai Yu even saw a Five Spirits Fist manual; several people asked the price, and the stall owner directly quoted fifty taels.

Bai Yu couldn't help but click his tongue inwardly; even if he could bargain down a lot, Bai Yu couldn't afford it.

It could only be said that various cultivation methods and medicinal formulas in this world were monopolized by aristocratic families.

It was really too difficult for ordinary people to advance through martial arts cultivation.

Bai Yu looked around once, and he had a rough idea in his mind.

Then he found an open space, hung up a sign, and started setting up his stall.

First, he spread out a piece of burlap, put a few packets of Essence Nourishing Powder on it, and that was his opening.

"Take a look, take a look, freshly made Essence Nourishing Powder."

"Nourishes Qi, transforms Blood Essence, invigorates the spirit, a pillar that supports the heavens, a gun that never falls."

Bai Yu's shouts attracted quite a few people to gather around.

Someone immediately asked:

"This brother, what are you selling, and what is it for?"

Bai Yu smiled:

"This young brother asks a good question. This is freshly made Essence Nourishing Powder. After martial artists take it, it can increase Blood Essence and invigorate the spirit."

For martial artists, Blood Essence is fundamental, and pills that can increase Blood Essence are very precious.

Hearing Bai Yu say this, many people immediately became interested.

"Stall owner, how much do you sell this Essence Nourishing Powder for?"

"Three hundred Wen per packet!"

Bai Yu divided the Essence Nourishing Powder of one dose of medicine into twenty portions, focusing on small profits and quick turnover.

Other pills were all above one tael of silver, but Bai Yu only charged three hundred Wen, which made many people consider it.

However, at this moment, a sinister voice came:

"Boy, how can you guarantee that this broken medicine is useful? What if it's fake medicine?"

Bai Yu looked in the direction of the voice and saw a lean man with a scar on his face.

After Scarface said this, others also hesitated.

"Yeah, how can we guarantee it's not fake medicine?"

"Three hundred Wen, it's not expensive, but it's not cheap either. What if it's fake medicine? We'd be crying our eyes out."

Scarface was even more smug, pointing at the Essence Nourishing Powder and saying:

"Others are selling for more than one tael of silver, but he's only charging three hundred Wen. I'm afraid he's using some kind of fake medicine."

"It's okay if it doesn't work, but if it's poisonous, then it's over."

Bai Yu frowned and said coldly:

"This customer, you can't just eat medicine randomly, and you can't just say things randomly. How can you just say that mine is fake medicine?"

Bai Yu sized him up. This man's Blood Essence was weak and unstable, only slightly stronger than an ordinary person, at most an unranked martial artist.

Scarface was choked by Bai Yu and felt a little embarrassed:

"Boy, it's okay if your medicine is real, but if it's fake medicine, it won't be peaceful on the road after leaving the Black Market."

When Bai Yu heard this, he understood the threat in his words.

He said calmly:

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

Scarface said, "It's simple. Give me a free packet of medicine, and I'll be your guinea pig."

"I'll even give you a free advertisement, no silver needed."

"Once I've tested it, everyone will feel safe buying it."

As he spoke, he stepped forward, reaching out to grab the medicine.

Just then, Bai Yu moved with lightning speed, grabbing Scarface's wrist.

Scarface struggled, but found Bai Yu's arm as unyielding as cast iron.

Bai Yu understood Scarface's intentions – nothing more than trying to freeload.

These kinds of hustlers were everywhere, like flies looking for a crack, incredibly annoying.

There was no way Bai Yu would let Scarface get his way.

He casually waved his hand, pushing Scarface away.

"You don't need to bother testing the medicine. I have my own methods."

Bai Yu looked at a nearby boundary stone, estimating it weighed a couple hundred pounds.

He released a bit of his Blood Essence, spread his arms, and lifted the massive rock into the air.

The crowd was immediately taken aback.

"This young man must have two or three hundred pounds of strength!"

"A First Rank martial artist, no wonder he dares to set up a stall at the Black Market."

"Looks like Scarface kicked an iron plate this time."

Scarface's expression changed drastically as he watched, quickly squeezing into the crowd and turning to leave, afraid Bai Yu would come after him.

Bai Yu put down the stone, seizing the opportunity:

"My Essence Nourishing Powder nourishes Blood Essence, strengthens the body, and has amazing yang-boosting effects."

"I was able to become a First Rank martial artist because I took Essence Nourishing Powder."

The crowd was greatly tempted.

But there were no fools in the Black Market. Even though Bai Yu's words sounded good, who could guarantee it wasn't fake medicine?

Bai Yu didn't panic, glancing around, an idea forming in his mind.

He addressed a hemp-clothed youth with particularly vigorous Blood Essence:

"Brother, I'll give you half a packet of medicine. Do you dare to try it?"

The hemp-clothed youth was overjoyed, feeling like he'd won the lottery.

If the stall owner dared to offer a sample, it was ninety-nine percent likely to be genuine medicine, or at least not some kind of harmful fake.

He asked in disbelief, "Me?"

Bai Yu nodded. "Of course."

With that, he handed half a packet of Essence Nourishing Powder to the hemp-clothed youth.

The hemp-clothed youth beamed, immediately swallowing the half packet of Essence Nourishing Powder.

Sure enough, his Blood Essence began to surge, his face turning bright red, and even wisps of white vapor appeared above his head.

Just then, a fragrant breeze wafted by, and everyone followed the scent to see a curvaceous, masked woman.

The woman was ample-chested, truly generous, her movements making one feel like they were watching ocean waves.

The hemp-clothed youth saw this and a nosebleed instantly gushed out.

His face flushed, he covered his nose and ran.

The surrounding people immediately realized:

"This medicine really replenishes Blood Essence, instant results!"

"Indeed, it replenished it so much he got a nosebleed."

"Looks like it's really good medicine. This stall owner wasn't lying, it replenishes Blood Essence and boosts yang."

Many were immediately tempted:

"Young man, give me a packet. I mainly want to replenish my Blood Essence."

"That's right, I also want to replenish some Blood Essence. One packet, please."

"I'll take two packets. Can you give me a discount?"

Soon, all ten packets of Essence Nourishing Powder on Bai Yu's stall were sold out.

Even the remaining half packet was sold at half price.

Bai Yu waved his hand.

"Everyone, I'm truly sorry, Essence Nourishing Powder is not easy to prepare. There are only ten packets. Welcome to come again next time."

Bai Yu had indeed prepared twenty packets, but being new to the place, it wasn't wise to flaunt his wealth.

Selling ten packets for around three taels of silver shouldn't be a problem.

As the crowd dispersed, Bai Yu noticed that one person remained.

It was the linen-clad youth, who had returned.

Bai Yu asked curiously, "Does this brother have some business?"