Chen Shu waited for school to end with nothing to do, as he had already mastered all the high school knowledge.
Ding ding ding!
The bell for the end of school rang, and Chen Shu was the first to leave the classroom, arriving at the entrance of the ordinary class.
"Fatty Zhou!"
"Brother Pi! Zhou Xiaoming ran over with excitement. I saw Zheng Yi's miserable state, Brother Pi's efficiency is really high."
"Of course. I'll come to your house tonight, I want to discuss some business." Chen Shu rubbed his hands.
He had unlocked the physique potion again, and to refine it, he naturally needed raw materials. Unlike the strength potion, the physique potion had a yield of only two to four bottles.
If he went to 666 Potion Company to refine it, the profit he would get would be very little, not to mention it would be too high-profile.
It was already astonishing for a high school student to be proficient in refining two kinds of potions.
"Tonight? Zhou Xiaoming's expression startled. Isn't it too soon to meet my parents?"
"Huh?" Chen Shu's mouth twitched. "Are you looking for a beating? Speak properly."
"No, Brother Pi, I mean I haven't told my parents yet." Zhou Xiaoming said with a sly smile. "And we have evening study tonight."
Chen Shu directly dragged Zhou Xiaoming towards the school gate. "It's fine, I'll let Zhang Dali tutor you tomorrow."
Zhou Xiaoming:
"Let Zhang Dali tutor me? Can you not joke? I don't want to be the last in the grade!"
The two went to Zhou Xiaoming's family's shop, and it turned out to be easier than Chen Shu had imagined.
Although he didn't have a pharmacist's certificate, under the influence of money, Zhou Xiaoming's parents agreed to reserve the designated异空间 materials for him, although the price would be 10%-20% higher than the market price.
Both sides hit it off. As long as Chen Shu could produce the money, Zhou Xiaoming's family's shop would be willing to sell him the medicinal materials.
Unfortunately, Zhou Xiaoming's family's material shop did not sell potions, so naturally, they would not purchase his potions.
The next day, Chen Shu did not go to school as usual. Instead, he went directly to 666 Potion Company.
Now he had completely mastered the knowledge of beast taming in high school and had no need to review the knowledge in the textbooks.
As a beast tamer student, it was also reasonable to study outside of school, right?
He quietly arrived at the potion department of the Potion Company. Everyone else ignored him.
The company did not publicize him in a big way. After all, Chen Shu did not have a pharmacist's certificate, and if it were exposed, he might be fired.
"Teacher Chen, why are you here today?" Assistant Xiao Mao asked with surprise.
"Yes, I'm here when I have time. The Dali flower has been reserved, right?" Chen Shu said.
"There are fourteen flowers now. Do you need to take all of them?"
"Yes, take them all." Chen Shu nodded.
Although the company said they supplied three Dali flowers every day, since he didn't come, they naturally couldn't reserve all of them, otherwise, the strength potion would be out of stock.
The potions of 666 Potion Company were all sold to major shops, so they were naturally in short supply.
One day passed, and Chen Shu used up all fourteen Dali flowers.
Six of the Dali flowers were used to prepare low-grade strength potions, yielding seventy-eight bottles.
According to the contract, one portion of Dali flower required five bottles of strength potion to be given to the company. Fourteen portions meant seventy bottles.
The remaining eight Dali flowers were all used to prepare mid-grade strength potions, which Chen Shu collected into his system space.
With such a crazy alchemy speed, Assistant Xiao Mao was already used to it and put the seventy bottles of strength potion into storage.
In the evening, Chen Shu left the company and headed straight for the black market.
He needed to sell the potions and then go to Zhou Xiaoming's family's shop to buy medicinal materials to refine new physique potions.
Now, his system space contained fifty-two bottles of mid-grade strength potions.
Fourteen of them were fed to the golden slime. It developed a resistance again and could no longer swallow mid-grade strength potions.
Chen Shu came to the streets of the black market and found an empty spot to start setting up his potions.
"Take a look, take a look! Freshly brewed mid-grade strength potions!"
Chen Shu set up a street stall in the black market and started shouting loudly.
"Absolutely genuine! Ten times compensation for fakes!"
Although his voice was loud, very few people came. Those who passed by looked at him with disdain.
"Damn it, I, a model student, am being treated as a swindler?"
"Young man, your scamming technique is too clumsy," the stall owner next door said.
"I have genuine strength potions," Chen Shu's mouth twitched as he explained helplessly.
"Who would believe your ten times compensation for fakes? Wouldn't you give them eleven bottles then?" the person continued.
Chen Shu turned to look at that person and suddenly remembered, "Aren't you the one who sold mud?"
When Chen Shu and Zhang Dali first came to the black market, Zhang Dali spent ten yuan to buy a lump of mud.
"What do you mean mud! That's the Earth Dragon King beast core!"
The boss explained seriously, "Do you want to learn some tricks from me?"
"Tricks? What tricks?"
"Of course, it's black market stall tricks, guaranteeing you three thousand a day!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the boss took out an old book, which clearly read "Black Market Scamming Collection (Collector's Edition)!"
"Uh Chen Shu's mouth twitched slightly."
"Can it get any more ridiculous than this!"
"They even published a book, and it's a collector's edition too??"
"Forget it, these are genuine products, unlike you swindlers."
"Not bad, not bad." The boss nodded, "Although your scamming technique is bad, your acting is good."
Chen Shu was speechless.
Suddenly he thought of something and said, "May I ask your name, boss?"
"Call me Old Wang, everyone does."
"Okay, Brother Wang, I need your help with something." Chen Shu said.
"I'm Old Wang, not Brother Wang Ba!" The stall owner was speechless.
"Okay, Brother Wang Ba." Chen Shu nodded, then lowered his voice and said, "Can you help me find some people to pretend to buy things to create some buzz?"
Old Wang shook his head, no longer caring about the other party's address.
"Is this useful?" he asked, then rubbed his hands. "It's no problem to call people, but you know everything requires funds."
"One hundred yuan per person," Chen Shu said generously. "You just need to call people, and after it's done, I'll give you a thousand."
"Do you have that much money?" Old Wang asked doubtfully.
"This is a deposit of five hundred, and I'll pay you the remaining five hundred after it's done!" Chen Shu directly took out five hundred yuan and said, "Remember to find more people."
Old Wang's expression lit up, and he happily tucked the five hundred yuan into his pocket.
Ten minutes later, Old Wang indeed brought a group of people to his stall.
Most of them were stall owners, just ordinary people, naturally selling fake goods.
Although the black market only allowed beast tamers above level five to enter, it was not difficult for ordinary people to sneak in.
"Little Chen, these people are all elites in the black market! How about it?" Brother Wang Ba said.
Chen Shu surveyed the group of people in front of him and nodded.
The crowd immediately surrounded his stall layer by layer. Chen Shu didn't need to train them; these old hands naturally knew what to do.
"Mid-grade strength potion, I want one bottle!"
"Give me one bottle! Give me one bottle, I specifically ran all the way from the city center!"
"Boss, I want five bottles, please pack them for me!"
The acting of the crowd was just right, completely like movie stars, and there was no flaw to be found. They were indeed old hands who frequented the black market.
The only problem was, why weren't you guys paying!
Damn it, even if it was just for show, this was too fake. Chen Shu supported his forehead with his hand, feeling a headache.
In fact, it wasn't that people didn't pay, but their pockets were cleaner than their faces.
Who would have money and still be a stooge?