Give me some votes!
Lin Qi nodded seriously. "It won't be much. I can provide the potions in these five rings roughly once a month!"
Lin Zhentian and Lin Zhenhai nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. They glared furiously at Lin Qi, then seized him by the shoulders. "You can provide this many potions every month? You brat, are you playing games with us? This many potions a month? Every month?"
Spreading his hands, Lin Qi looked at the two ancestors and nodded earnestly. "I also have to account for the potion needs of fifteen strongholds belonging to several other families on the Odin Icefield and Black Spirit Continent. I need to double their share of the supply. Then, on the Western Continent, I also need a massive supply of potions, so I have to consider that quantity as well."
"Lastly, I need to keep some potions in reserve in my material warehouses on the Western Continent, don't I? That way, if either side suddenly needs a huge quantity of potions, I can draw from the reserves and send them over."
With an odd smile, Lin Qi said calmly, "So this is all I can give the main family each month! But don't worry. Give me a few more years, and I'll double the supply of medicinal herbs and other raw materials. Then I'll be able to provide even more potions!"
Waving a hand dismissively, Lin Qi smiled easily. "With money, anything is easy. I've gathered quite a few pharmacists and alchemists under me now. As long as there are sufficient raw materials, they can prepare over a hundred thousand bottles of potions every day."
Lin Zhentian, Lin Zhenhai, and Lin Zhenshan, who had just come out, all stared at Lin Qi with numb expressions.
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