The price of spirit medicines had indeed risen rather dramatically. Three of the ingredients in particular had skyrocketed so much that even the Abyss Clan was struggling to bear the cost.
The one who had originally dealt with Jiang Yue and the others was Master Fan, Mr. Ming's deputy in the Abyss Clan. As prices soared, even Master Fan could no longer make decisions on his own, and the matter had reached Mr. Ming.
Mr. Ming had clearly noticed the enormous fluctuations in the market, but he didn't blame Jiang Yue and the other Mushroom People. On the contrary, he was very pleased with their performance over the past few days. They had done everything they could to buy enough medicinal ingredients as requested.
As for the huge fluctuations in the market, that was hardly something a few Mushroom People could control.
So Mr. Ming personally instructed them, "We still need to keep buying the ingredients. No matter how much prices soar, we'll follow the market, and we can even pay a reasonable premium. But don't raise the price too much, or we'll attract unwanted attention."
Jiang Yue said, "Mr. Ming, we've considered that. If we pay a premium, there's no need to give the extra money to the pharmacies. We could give it to the shop assistants instead. They don't care who they sell to. They work hard all day for a paltry income, and even when the prices of ingredients go through the roof, they don't get a single extra coin. If we make a few arrangements on the side, I'm sure some pharmacy assistants will be willing to cooperate with us."
Mr. Ming's eyes lit up.
As a member of the Golden clans, the Abyss Clan had noble blood. Its people were naturally sharp-minded and exceptionally clever.