A knife at the beginning almost killed the apocalypse

Destiny will be popularized sooner or later, but now he can use this magic medicine to harvest a wave of capital first.

There are many rich people in this world who spend hundreds of millions of dollars just to extend their lives for a month or two.

If they knew that there was a miracle drug that could make people live to 150 years old, how much money would they be willing to pay?

Seeing that Yuan Chu was distracted by his thoughts, Boss Cao gave him a gentle push.

"Young man, what are you thinking about?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I was just wondering, if Tianming were put up for auction, how much would it fetch?"

Boss Cao exclaimed: "What! Are you kidding?"

"Do you think I'm joking? Destiny can make people live to 150 years old, which is equivalent to a second life. How much do you think I can get for it?"

After hearing this, Boss Cao became uneasy. The original research report estimated that he could live to be more than 120 years old, but in the early Yuan Dynasty, it was told that he could live to be 150 years old. This is really great news!

"Hahahaha, this is a huge fortune. If it is true, the starting price will be tens of billions. The fierce competition is probably unimaginable. But the key is to see how much you auction. After all, rare things are more valuable."

When Yuanchu heard this, he took out three bottles and handed them to him.

He said calmly: "This thing can be produced with high energy, and the cost is only 200 yuan, what do you think?"

"This...isn't this too scary?"

"Sell these two bottles to two other old men at a friendly price and charge them 200 million. As for the remaining bottle..."

He glanced at Cao Ying.

The girl's heart was beating fast, her pretty face was slightly red, and there was a little anticipation in her eyes.

"I will recycle this bottle. You can publicize it in the circle of rich people and put it at the gem auction next month as the finale. But I can't reveal that it is mine. I don't want to be blocked by others."

A trace of loneliness flashed in Cao Ying's eyes, and she buried herself in her food without saying a word.

Boss Cao reacted, laughed heartily, and agreed to the matter very happily.

"What happens next?"

"Later? Let's talk about it later. When you think of it, you can sell some."

After chatting for a few words, Yuanchu stood up and left.

Boss Cao secretly thought that the publicity had to be done anonymously, otherwise there would be a lot of people blocking his door in the future, asking him to buy the destiny potion.

As for his lost granddaughter, he could only sigh helplessly.

Who told you not to get to know each other earlier?

Who told you that you met in the interrogation room?

"Sakura, don't worry. Didn't he say that he will sell it in the future? Grandpa will just find a way to get you one. Anyway, you are still young, so it doesn't matter if you wait a little longer."

"Oh."

Cao Ying put down her bowls and chopsticks and walked back to the room silently.

"Alas, there is no chance for a female college student to be admitted..."

......

When he returned home in the early Yuan Dynasty, he found that Wu Zhenhua was also there.

Wu Zhenhua did not beat around the bush and told him that the superiors had agreed to his request and would provide more pumps as backup. As for the oil storage tanks, they will be built by Huibo and several surrounding cities and will be handed over to him as soon as possible.

Yuan Chu nodded. If the country wants to do something seriously, the efficiency is still very high.

Wu Zhenhua asked: "The water pump can be delivered this afternoon. Where can I put it?"

Yuanchu thought for a while and said, "Just put it in the warehouse I rented. After all, the mountain side has not been built yet."

"Okay, I'll have someone deliver the goods there at that time. By the way, I was asked to ask what the new substance in petroleum is and what its uses are. Can you tell me?"

"This...actually I don't know. You can research it yourself. I'm just an oil seller, so you'd better not have too high expectations for me."

Yuan Chu really didn't know, and he didn't bother to find out. It's no good knowing too much, otherwise people will come to ask questions all day long, which will annoy him to death.

"Forget it, let them study it slowly."

Wu Zhenhua acted relatively calmly, and I don't know if he believed Yuanchu's words.

When the conversation changed, Wu Zhenhua said in a deep voice: "You may not believe it, but the gasoline refined from that batch of petroleum is very durable."

"What do you mean?"

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, I was a little confused.

"Literally, we have detected that the gasoline contains trace amounts of new elements, which can reduce fuel consumption by one to two percent, so some people think that one of the functions of that new substance is to reduce fuel consumption."

Yuanchu opened his eyes in disbelief and said in surprise: "This is a good thing. If that substance can really reduce fuel consumption, can you add more so that the fuel consumption will be even lower?"

Wu Zhenhua shook his head, "I tried it, but it didn't work. It seems that only the new substances in gasoline that are not refined are useful."

"Oh, that's good. Reducing fuel consumption by 10% or 20% can save a lot of money for many ordinary families."

This matter needs to be asked in the last days. He is still happy to do things that benefit the people, as long as it is not troublesome.

Wu Zhenhua nodded, "It is indeed good news. Now that oil prices have dropped significantly, fuel consumption has also dropped. This is undoubtedly a good thing that benefits the people. It's just that you haven't supplied it since you sold 25 million barrels before. Yes. Shouldn’t we also fulfill our promise?”

When Yuanchu thought about it carefully, it seemed that this was really the case. I only sold one batch of goods, which was enough for the whole country to consume for two days, and then there was no more supply.

Now that people are under tremendous pressure to lower oil prices, we should also show some sincerity.

"Ahem, I'm sorry. I've been too busy recently and forgot about it. You should have reminded me of this kind of thing, otherwise how could I remember so much?"

Wu Zhenhua rolled his eyes at him, speechless.

You forget about billions of dollars of business every day. Is this a naked Versailles?

"Ahem, let's do this. I'll have someone deliver the oil to the foot of the mountain at night, and you can just send someone to take it away tomorrow."

"Okay." Wu Zhenhua's dull face finally showed a hint of joy.

"But don't send people to monitor it, otherwise they won't deliver the goods."

"This...it's a holiday at the construction site tonight, no one will be staying, so you can go ahead and do it yourself."

Yuanchu nodded and said it was okay.

Wu Zhenhua was disobeying the order. After all, he was ordered by his superiors to always send people to monitor every move in the early Yuan Dynasty.

But it doesn't matter, he is not the only one monitoring the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty anyway. Even he, the commander of the military region, didn't know exactly how many waves of troops were sent to monitor the early Yuan Dynasty.

Haha, after all, you are still too young.

"By the way, there is one more thing. Regarding your rejuvenation potion, can you..."

Yuanchu waved his hand and interrupted him, "No, at least it's not the time yet."

Wu Zhenhua frowned, "What should I say?"

"I have to harvest a wave of leeks, and I will slowly promote it in the future."

"Wouldn't that mean that many people who should have been able to live longer die of old age in vain?"

Yuan Chu had a look of disdain on his face: "Tsk, what does it have to do with me? Now that the bad guys are getting older, wouldn't it be a good idea to kill a lot of them so as not to harm the young people?"

"This... seems to make sense, but it's a pity for those upright and kind old people."

Yuan Chu curled his lips and thought, are these crocodile tears? How many upright and kind old people have been imprisoned by you, such as Peng Zhonghua...

Wu Zhenhua glanced at it and understood the ridicule in Yuanchu's eyes, but did not refute.

Anyway, he wasn’t the one who arrested the person, he wasn’t the one who judged him, and he wasn’t the one who was corrupted. You can’t put this shit on his head, right?

"By the way, you've got the magic medicine to extend your face and extend your life. Are there any other special medicines that can benefit the country and the people?"

Yuanchu glanced at him and said calmly: "You don't want to see me bloodbath the medical system."

"Can you be more specific?"

Wu Zhenhua's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling that this young man was playing a big game of chess again.