C1558 A Showdown

"Did you see the potion I made yesterday?" Cuiling woke up in the morning and asked Lee Zhi with a smile.

Lee Zhi nodded. "Six bottles. My price is 3,600 million. I will put them on sale on the shelf. As for whether someone will buy them, I don't know."

"How much for one bottle?" Cuiling's eyes widened.

"36 million!"

Was the price high? In any case