"It looks like this trade fair is a fairly large one."
"Chu Huatian is the young proprietor of the Chu Family Medicine Store in Changhe Prefecture. The owners or managers of the Medicine Guilds in the cities under Changhe Prefecture should have come with him."
"Besides..."
Yang Ling glanced at the others nearby.
These people were probably managers of Medicine Guilds from the various prefectures as well.
That put Yang Ling somewhat at ease. For a trade fair of this scale, the Valley of the Dead must have prepared more than two thousand Spirit Nurturing Pills.
Still, he was somewhat concerned about the quotas Elder Qin had just mentioned.
"Elder Qin, you said the quotas for outside sales have changed this year. Just how much... have they changed?"
An elderly man in purple robes cupped his hands and bowed.
He's an eighth-rank martial artist.
Yang Ling glanced at him.
Everyone present turned to Elder Qin.
Elder Qin said with a faint smile, "There have been some problems with the raw materials.
"The quota our Valley of the Dead usually releases to Yunwen Provincial Capital will be reduced by at least ten percent.
"But the prices will remain unchanged."
"What!? A ten-percent reduction in the quota, with no change in price!?"
"How can that work!? Won't we have to raise our selling prices?"
For a moment, the area in front of the stall descended into an uproar.
Elder Qin raised a hand slightly, and everyone immediately quieted down. "Price increases are inevitable. Over a hundred years ago, a Spirit Nurturing Pill sold for just a hundred taels of silver."
"Elder Qin, what exactly are the quotas, then?"
Chu Huatian raised his voice to ask.
Elder Qin glanced at him.
"Yunwen Provincial Capital has thirteen prefectures. Allocations are based on each prefecture's