Waste is just the threshold to my meeting.

Chapter 13 Selling Potions on the Black Market

"In mid-August, our country made significant progress in its exploration of the border in Ast, eliminating dozens of eighth-tier monsters that posed a potential threat to the border of China."

Furthermore, the remains of a tenth-tier demonic beast, a dragon, which had been extinct for tens of thousands of years, were discovered in the Nanyun Cave Secret Realm…

"Last week, the Kingdom of Alika across the strait officially announced that it would increase tariffs proportionally on some functional and auxiliary potion ingredients, which may lead to an increase in the price of related potions. This will officially take effect next year."

"Recently, in Lanshan City, Lanshan Province, criminals lured sellers to remote areas under the pretense of buying magic potions at high prices, and then committed robbery."

This has attracted great attention, and the authorities are setting up a special task force to investigate. The public is urged to be wary of the lure of high-priced potions and to avoid meeting strangers in remote areas without surveillance coverage.

Despite being marginalized figures in society, Fu Longhu and Liu Liping are deeply concerned about people's livelihoods and national affairs. They even lost interest in watching the news broadcast, which they watch every day before meals.

The Wallace in my mouth tasted like chewing wax.

Upon seeing the news of martial artists exterminating demonic beasts and the casualties on both sides, Liu Liping, unusually, did not repeat her previous statement, "It's good that they're useless; they don't have to risk their lives on the battlefield..."

They were reflecting on their actions over the years, wondering if they had put too much pressure on Fu Chen and ruined him...

Fu Longhu and Liu Liping, who became parents at a young age, were practically strangers to Fu Chen when they were young.

In elementary school, Fu Chen was asked to prepare breakfast for the two of them and wake them up to take the children to school. Later, he was simply allowed to walk to school by himself.

They didn't receive any guidance on their homework; instead, they asked Fu Chen to help them calculate how to maximize their profits from food delivery and get all the subsidies.

They've been urging Fu Chen to find a girlfriend every day since elementary school.

This is putting too much pressure on the child.

The two of them were scratching their heads.

But then they thought...

Is Xiao Chen also trying to be honest with them?

They looked up and saw Fu Chen, who was eating while examining the two bottles of magic potion liquid in front of him.

In Fu Chen's eyes, it was just a magic potion, but that thick, semi-transparent color... might be misunderstood by Fu Longhu and Liu Liping.

Isn't Xiao Chen being honest and open about what she's doing?

Isn't the best way to solve a problem to put it on the table?

Thinking of this, the couple breathed a sigh of relief.

But it was only one bite.

Fu Longhu broke the silence: "Xiao Chen, I sent you a link. This brand of lubricant is gentle on the skin and a bit better than yours. Take care of yourself and be moderate!"

Liu Liping held his wrist tenderly: "Xiao Chen, you can talk to us about whatever's bothering you. Your parents have been through this, and we understand what teenagers are thinking!"

Fu Chen looked up with his mouth agape.

I can't quite understand what my parents are saying.

After finishing his meal, he fiddled with the two bottles of potions he had just concocted while checking the latest potion prices on Xianyu (a second-hand marketplace app).

At this point, more than five hours had passed since he began concocting the potion.

He shuddered... his alchemist level was once again blocked by the system.

It felt as if something had been ripped from his body, leaving him with a sense of emptiness and void, which made him lie down on the sofa like Ge You.

Fu Longhu and Liu Liping were so scared they were out of the PDST.

Could this be a lingering effect of war?

My poor child, he's ruined his body...

Then, seeing Fu Chen sit up as if nothing had happened, I felt less worried.

Liu Liping quietly pulled Fu Longhu into the kitchen and whispered in his ear, "Honey, I've been studying Traditional Chinese Medicine and Buddhism on my own lately, and they're very useful!"

They advocate that lust is the root of all evil, and that this is very effective in helping people overcome lustful tendencies. They believe it will definitely correct Fu Chen's orientation!

Fu Longhu was overjoyed: "Can it really cure lust?"

Then he shook his head and sighed, "Why can't I believe it?"

Liu Liping retorted angrily, "Husband, how could you not believe me! It's true, it really works!"

"I believe you. If that's the case, then I don't have to hand in my homework every night anymore, right?"

"That won't do, one thing at a time." Liu Liping shook her head arrogantly and pinched Fu Longhu.

living room.

Fu Chen ate fruit while pondering.

[Little Knife Pulls Butt] Five portions of the magic potion were made, and most people on Xianyu (a second-hand marketplace) are listing them for 3,000 yuan each.

I'm going to give one portion to Old Wang next door, who's always been very kind to us. I'll keep two more as backups, since this kind of potion is rare and hard to come by...

Let's sell two sets then. I'll list them on Xianyu (a second-hand marketplace app) for "2900 RMB each, urgent sale, DM me if interested" and see how it goes.

As for the "Positive Energy" potion, eleven portions were produced for the first time ever. The market price on Xianyu (a second-hand marketplace) is 1300 yuan per portion. Only rich people would buy this kind of thing, since ordinary people usually only need to buy two sildenafil pills.

[Positive and Uplifting] The potion's power lies in its ability to restore the virility of those with sexual dysfunction.

Fu Chen pondered that he didn't need it; at his age, he was as rigid as a steel bar.

Suddenly, he thought of his father.

I don't know when my dad started collecting antiques, raising flowers and turtles. If he still had his virility, would he need to play with these rubbish?

A man is past his prime by twenty-five, let alone Dad who's already thirty-five...

However, Dad isn't useless in that area either, since he can still see Mom walking out looking radiant every morning...

What if? What if it breaks down someday? It can still be used!

Fu Chen thoughtfully left two portions of the "Positive Energy" potion for his father, Fu Longhu.

Then, on Xianyu (a second-hand marketplace app), they posted: "Nine portions of 'positive energy' potion. Its effects are self-evident. Anyone want to regain their masculine vigor? 1300 RMB per portion, discounts available for bundles!"

Hatchoo…

Fu Longhu, who was sorting through the gifts Fu Chen had brought back, yawned.

He cursed inwardly, thinking, "Which idiot with a dead whole family is cursing me again?"

Then, as he was searching, his jaw dropped in astonishment.

"Xiao Chen, come here quickly!"

"What's wrong, Dad?"

"There's six thousand yuan in this tea!"

what?

Indeed. Fu Chen went over to take a look and saw that under the two Pu'er cakes, there was a yellowish oil paper, and inside the oil paper was a stack of money.

"What's going on, Xiao Chen?" Liu Liping wondered.

"This must be a gift from Liu Haitao's father to Teacher Wang. Teacher Wang said this morning that he had received too many gifts and that he had used quite a few, so he gave me some to take back. Teacher Wang probably doesn't even know it himself."

Fu Longhu hurriedly stuffed the oil paper into Fu Chen's hand, repeatedly urging him, "You must keep it safe. Return it to Teacher Wang the day after tomorrow when school officially starts, otherwise it will be troublesome. Liu Haitao's family spent money to curry favor with Teacher Wang, so we can't delay others."

Fu Chen nodded.

Fortunately, he had a solution that would satisfy both sides.

He took the money and stuffed it into his pocket.

He won't give the money, but he will tell Wang Aiguo the truth about what happened.