
“Young Master Tian, I'll take you to see my uncle.” Pan Hu said with a respectful expression.
My God, in just three days, Young Master Tian purified the 90 Pills of Pulse and produced an enormous fortune. Compared to his allowance or monthly salary of only 8000 coins, it would take decades to collect them.
A genius who is truly worthy of admiration, if it is to make money, simply stretches his hands.
Haris Tian nodded and went to meet Mo Guohao under the leadership of Pan Hu.
They had just arrived at the door of the second-floor hall, and saw two people approaching.
Sima Yong and Sima Ru.
“Kakak, it's them!” When the enemy was seen, most of Sima Ru's eyes reddened, she immediately pointed towards Haris Tian, with a facial expression that was as if she wanted to choose someone to eat.
Of course he knew that Haris Tian was the mastermind of all this, and that woman was simply obeying orders from Haris Tian.
Sima Yong snorted and said, "Pan Hu, you should give me an explanation for this matter, otherwise, I will report it to the teacher, and you will have trouble finding a soft fruit to eat!"
This guy just wanders around all day, not only does he not do his job, he even always makes some mess. Mo Guohao himself had disliked Pan Hu for a long time, only to still think of him as his nephew, so he did not throw him out.
Therefore, whenever Sima Yong threatened that he would file a complaint in front of Mo Guohao, Pan Hu would definitely be scared to death and immediately beg for mercy.
This time, however, he miscalculated.
Pan Hu smiled and said, "What explanation? Nothing to explain."
In the presence of Sima Yong, his freedom was suppressed all the time. He had been scolded by Mo Guohao many times because of the small report from the other party. How could he not hold a grudge in his heart?
It was a pity that Sima Yong was an alchemy genius, and also Mo Guohao was extremely fond of. How he could compare to each other, therefore he had no chance of revenge.
But this time it's different.
Who is Haris Tian?
You dare to be rude to someone that even Mo Guohao himself should respect? Seeking death.
“Pan Hu, you do often make crimes. For the sake of teacher, I can open one eye or close another, but this time, you really make me angry, and I can't stand it anymore!” sima Yong said.
"Don't you think you're the one who commits a crime when you don't know what's right and what's wrong?" Pan Hu said, full of confidence.
For the first time, he found that "acting sensible" can be a lot of fun.
Sima Yong was stunned, since when did this fellow's attitude become so firm?
Usually this person would be a coward like a dog when he threatened him.
Does the sun rise from the west?
"Pan Hu, do you really want to make a big fuss?" Sima Yong's face started to darken.
"What's wrong?" Mo Guohao's voice rang out, and immediately came with a smile on his face, and his mood was excellent.
"Teacher!" Sima Yong said quickly, not allowing an opportunity for Pan Hu to speak first, "I don't want to spoil Master's mood, but Pa Hu is really outrageous this time!"
Mo Guohao sighed and said, "What's wrong?" He knew that this nephew was indeed embarrassing, but after interacting with Haris Tian recently, the boy had completely changed all his bad manners, which made him very happy.
But why, after a few days, did he relapse again?
He looked at Pan Hu with a very sharp eye, but after seeing Haris Tian, he immediately eased his expression and said, "Little friend Haris, hehe, you see this kind of joke."
Uhuk!
Sima Yong suddenly sprayed and then coughed violently.
What the hell's going on? He doesn't understand at all.
Praised by Haris Tian, Pan Hu instantly felt his face burning hot.
Come on, does he look like a man of integrity?
His mind was full of women and pleasure, he was indeed young and energetic, but had no achievements at all.
Mo Guohao was stunned. Is it true that Haris Tian has a high appraisal of Pan Hu? Was he always misjudging his nephew?
He turned to look at Sima Yong and asked, "What did Pan Hu do to disturb so many people?"
"This e..." Sima Yong hesitated, he was no fool, he could see how much Mo Guohao valued Haris Tian and considered him equal to each other.
He wanted to deal with Haris Tian immediately, but the only result he would get was a loud reprimand from Mo Guohao, and then let Pan Hu watch a good show.
"No, it's okay." She said.
Mo Guohao was astonished, this disciple of his had just said that Pan Hu had gone too far, but why was it that now there was nothing.
“Do not worry about my little friend Haris, he is not an outsider.” Mo Guohao chuckled, thinking that Sima Yong wanted to save Pan Hu's face in front of an outsider.
“Yes, Brother Yong, don't think about how I feel. You just say it, I will accept it humbly and change it immediately.” Pan Hu took the opportunity to push the other party into the hole. It was rare for him to have such a rare opportunity. Of course, he would not waste it.
He was very happy to see how his expression mirrored Sima Yong.
He moved to the right side of Haris Tian, and immediately turned to Snow, inviting him to recite the victory song.
Sima Yong almost cried in panic, he wanted to immediately end the conversation, and did not dare to deal with Haris Tian for now.
"It's okay. No problem, it's just me, me, I'm a little fucked up." She said.
This time, he had to swallow his own saliva.
How quaint.
Mo Guohao glanced at the disciple, feeling a little suspicious in his heart, but he was quickly covered in excitement again, and said, "Little friend Haris, I'm so happy today."
He invited Haris Tian into his study, and Sima Yong had no face to stay here any longer, so he hurriedly left with his sister.
Mo Guohao recalled his deal with Haris Tian. For the auction, the Good-Natured Drug Store charged 20% of the service fee, indeed a bit high, but given Mo Guohao's role in it, 20% of the sale was reasonable.
Haris Tian nodded, he was still able to earn around two million, which was already an incredible fortune.
"But little friend, you're really amazing. In just a few days, you have made so many Nadi Pills. It's amazing." Mo Guohao sighed, even if he went all-out, could he make so many Pulse Pills in three or four days?
Impossible, his success rate was at most 50%, even if he did not sleep at all for four days, it would be impossible to complete such a task.
In other words, Haris Tian's success rate had to reach 80% or even higher to achieve such a feat.
It's amazing, it's incredible.
Haris Tian just smiled. Refining these low-tier medicinal pills was not at all difficult for him. If da blew up the furnace, would he still be worthy of the title of Alchemy Emperor?
"By the way, the city lord will call you in a few days. You must make preparations." said Mo Guohao.
Two pill recipes, the Pulse Pill and the Secret Energy Pill, had been improved, not to mention the city lord. If the ruler of Xuanbei Kingdom knew about it, he would also probably call Haris Tian over without further ado.
Haris Tian was indifferent, just nodding and assuring him.
Although he was now starting all over again, had his solitary soul changed as well?
Mo Guohao was increasingly interested in this young man, he admired him greatly, this kind of mentality was extremely rare, and his future achievements were limitless.
They talked for a while. Afterwards, Haris Tian invited Snow home.