"Song Steward, the formula of Yulu ointment is a treasure handed down in my family. It's just a few medicinal herbs. I think it's worth the money." Lu Chen said.

"How many medicinal herbs are these? These are clearly twenty or thirty medicinal herbs!" Song Zhong couldn't help but raise his voice several times.

If it is ordinary medicinal materials, forget it, no matter how much, there is no problem.

But these are elixir, and they are top-grade and top-grade elixir.

Just one plant is enough to make an ordinary person rich and prosperous for a lifetime.

"Song Steward, I think you want it sincerely. How about this? I'll suffer a bit, and I'll give you a small change. I only need the first twenty elixir, how about it?" Lu Chen put on a painful look.

"Not even twenty plants!" Song Zhong said with a straight face.

"Then tell me, how much can you give me?" Lu Chen retreated and asked for advice.

"One." Song Zhong raised a finger: "I can only give you one!"

"One plant?"

Lu Chen frowned: "Song Butler, are you kidding me? That's not what you do to bargain, right?"

"Your Yulu ointment formula is only worth one high-grade elixir. This is my bottom line." Song Zhong was getting impatient.

If Chase Lu only needs some money, he can still call the shots.

Now the other party is talking nonsense and asking prices all over the sky, completely treating him as a fool.

"Since Butler Song is not sincere, forget it. I believe someone will be interested."

Lu Chen said no more, put away the prescription, and prepared to leave.

"stop!"

Song Zhong slammed the table and shouted: "Boy! Did I let you go?"

"What? Butler Song still wants to invite me to drink tea?" Lu Chen asked back.

"Drink your uncle!"

Song Zhong was angry, picked up the teacup, and dropped it heavily to the ground with a "bang".

In the next second, everything moved upstairs and downstairs.

Those people who pretended to be drinking tea pulled out their weapons from under the table one after another, and then rushed over in a swarm.

In just a few breaths, Lu Chen was already surrounded.

A total of fifty or sixty people blocked the entrance of the corridor.

"Boy! Come as soon as you want, leave as soon as you want. What do you think I am?"

Song Zhong suddenly stood up, finally tore off his disguise, and said fiercely: "Now you have only two choices, either you hand over the Jade Dew Cream formula honestly; or I beat you half to death and force you to hand it over again. formula!"

"Song Steward, if there is no righteousness in the business, and if the business cannot be negotiated, you will rob it. What is the difference between this and a robber?" Lu Chen looked around with a calm expression.

"Stop talking nonsense! If you don't hand over the formula, you won't be able to get out of Dragon Phoenix Tower!" Song Zhong shouted.

"Really? Then I'll try it. How many catties do you Song family have?" Lu Chen sneered. JrNovels.com