Chapter 164 Dog Skin Plaster

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I was wrong from the beginning.

Now I am in a martial arts world, and there are many martial arts masters in this world.

The ways to make money that I had thought of before were all aimed at the basic necessities of life for ordinary people.

Although this is indeed no problem, people's livelihood in the Daxia Dynasty is now stable.

Unless you can come up with something innovative, you won't be very competitive.

However, Yang Si only had a partial understanding of many things.

Can you think about it and shift your goal of making money to another group?

Those are the swashbucklers.

What do you need as a martial artist?

It is nothing more than peerless magical skills, magical weapons, and panacea.

I have the peerless magical skills, but I need to teach them myself, so it is not suitable for selling.

As for the magical weapons and weapon-refining skills, the game characters have not yet obtained them. This is a matter of mid-to-late stage.

That’s the last one, the panacea!

I have a lot of elixirs!

The various elixirs in the mall are not cheap in actual price, although they have very good functions.

However, I can embody the elixir made by my character.

Previously, when I was in Xixiang City, I had unlocked this function when I was treating those children.

Yang Si immediately opened the system and tried the most basic healing potion that the character had just refined. . . Bruise medicine.

Judging from the previous situation of the Soul Awakening Soup, the price of the material made by the game characters is generally not too expensive.

Ding~

The medical equipment for bruises is now successful.

Points deduction, 10.

Yang Si immediately felt like he had an extra piece of dog-skin plaster on hand.

Fortunately, the attention of other people in the Divine Catching Division is either on Tang Dong, who is walking over there, or on the construction site not far away.

Basically no one paid attention to Yang Si, who was lying in a mess.

Yang Si looked at the dog skin plaster on his hand and was a little surprised.

Only ten points.

so cheap.

When I put it up to my nose and smelled it, I found that it didn't have the smell of traditional dog skin plasters, but instead had a faint medicinal fragrance.

Although it doesn't look good on the market, it smells pretty good. I don't know how effective it is.

Just at this moment, a commotion suddenly broke out at the construction site ahead.

Yang Si raised his eyebrows: "What's going on? Zhang Fei, take two people over and take a look."

"Humble duty and honorable orders."

"Xiao Cheng, Shen Jiang, come with me to have a look." Zhang Fei casually named two people.

Then, the three of them raised their energy and quickly approached the turbulent area with great leaps.

After a while, Zhang Fei and the other two came back.

"Reporting to Yang Si, a bricklayer accidentally fell down and was seriously injured. He is about to call a doctor."

Zhang Fei said.

"Oh?" Yang Si lowered his head and glanced at the dog skin plaster on his hand. Isn't this a coincidence? He was about to find someone to experiment on it.

"Let's go take a look." Yang Si stood up.

Except for Jin Sanshui who was guiding Tang Dong on the spot, everyone else passed by.

Yang Si arrived at the scene with a group of detectives from the God's Bureau, and the craftsmen who were watching gave way.

"The official is here."

"Not a doctor."

"There has been so much blood. If the doctor doesn't come, it will probably be too much."

"I heard that the chaplains of the Divine Catcher Division are all warriors. Warriors also have magical means to heal injuries."

The surrounding craftsmen were talking a lot.

Yang Si looked at a civilian bricklayer lying in the field, holding his legs and wailing.

I saw a long bloody opening on my calf, bleeding loudly.

The blood hole is too long, and ordinary warriors may not be able to seal their veins with true energy, unless they are masters of the eighth and ninth realms.

However, Yang Si has the Jishi Heart Sutra. If he uses the true energy of the Jishi Heart Sutra, it can help him stop bleeding.

However, Yang Si decided to try this bruise medicine first.

"Wait me a moment."

Yang Si raised his energy, jumped directly to an unattended location, and manifested two "dog skin plasters" again.

The bricklayer's wound was so big that a piece of dog-skin plaster couldn't be applied at all.

Now there are three and that’s about it.

Yang Si jumped back directly.

Everyone looked at Yang Si in confusion.

Yang Si didn't explain anything. He took out three pieces of dog-skin plaster, squatted down, and with a flick of his true energy, he removed the dust on the bricklayer's legs.

Then he channeled the Qi of Jishi Heart Meridian to temporarily stop the bleeding. Otherwise, there would be too much blood and Yang Si would be worried that the dog-skin plaster would not stick.

Then, bang bang bang~

Three pieces of dog skin plaster were just enough to cover the scar on the calf.

The bricklayer, who was screaming, groaned twice and suddenly felt a chill in his calves.

The pain seemed to have dissipated a lot.

Looking up, he saw Yang Si.

"Thank you, sir." The bricklayer said his thanks with a pale face.

"How do you feel?" Yang Si removed the energy from Jishi Heart Sutra and stood up.

Three dog skin plasters sealed the wound and there was no more bleeding.

"It's cool, and the pain isn't that bad anymore." The craftsman said with some surprise, looking at his wound.

Is this dog skin plaster so magical?

"That's good, let's take a good rest these days." Yang Si looked at the bricklayer and said.

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir."

That bricklayer, if it weren't for the inconvenience, would definitely get up and kowtow now.

Afterwards, Yang Si returned with everyone.

"Do you think this plaster of mine would be valuable if sold?" Yang Si said.

"It should be good. The usual sword wounds are not necessarily worse than the bricklayer's wound just now. It's good if it works so quickly." Zhang Yuan said, and at the same time he was also curious about where Yang Si got the dog skin plaster from just now, but Zhang Yuan naturally wouldn't ask stupid questions.

Yang Si nodded slightly: "If it were you who bought it, at what price would you be able to accept it?"

"this..."

When everyone heard this, they all pondered.

"The plasters used to treat ordinary injuries and the golden sore medicine from ordinary pharmacies are also very effective, but they cost one tael of silver per bottle, but they can be used several times."

"This plaster is very effective. It is a disposable product. I estimate it costs about two hundred copper coins. I can accept it. If it is more expensive, I would rather buy the gold sore medicine."

"Yes, almost. I estimate it should be one hundred and fifty copper coins."

Yang Si listened to everyone's chatter and probably had an idea in his heart.

In this era of warriors, these healing medicines are basically necessary items, and the prices are not too cheap.

The most common gold-creating medicine costs one tael of silver per bottle.

Yang Si rubbed his chin and thought about the plan.

Over this period of time, the game characters have collected a lot of potions, and more than a thousand potions can be trained.

According to the calculation of one thousand, one manifestation is 10 points, 10 is one hundred, one hundred is one thousand, and all one thousand are realized, it is only 10,000 points, sprinkle water.

Two hundred copper coins each, one thousand copper coins can be converted into one tael of silver, five is one tael of silver.

If all these more than a thousand drops of medicine are sold at this price, you can get two hundred taels of silver.

Yang Si Weiwei calculated that 10,000 points can be exchanged for 200 taels of silver, which is equivalent to 200,000 yuan.

Is it a loss?

It doesn't seem like a loss.

However, the number is still a bit small, more than a thousand.

It seems that I have to control the game character to focus on collecting some herbs.