Li Feng waited for nearly half an hour at Xinghu Tea House when a middle-aged man appeared before him. This was the owner of the abandoned factory in the suburbs.
The middle-aged man looked at Li Feng with suspicion. “Are you the one who called me?”
“Indeed, I am Li Feng. I invited Boss Yu here to discuss the transfer of the factory,” Li Feng nodded.
“You want to buy that rundown place?” Yu Cangrei looked at Li Feng in surprise. The abandoned factory had been deserted for years. He had approached dozens of buyers, but none had shown interest.
Yu Cangrei’s first thought was that someone was joking. If he weren’t in urgent need of money, he wouldn’t have even bothered coming.
Upon arriving at Xinghu Tea House and seeing that Li Feng was a young man, Yu felt disappointed. He didn’t believe Li Feng would buy that dilapidated place.
“Yes,” Li Feng nodded. “Boss Yu, name your price. Not just the factory, but the wasteland nearby is also in your hands, right? I’ll take it all.”
“You’re not joking?” Yu Cangrei was stunned.
“Do I look like I’m joking?” Li Feng countered.
Yu Cangrei gave Li Feng a deep look. “Fine, since you want to buy that dump, I won’t waste words. The factory and the wasteland together, 2.8 million. If you have the money, it’s yours.”
Two million eight hundred thousand wasn’t expensive. A factory spanning over 20 mu, plus the nearby wasteland of over 30 mu, was a steal in Tianhai City.
The reason no one wanted it was its remote location and poor transport links, with roads full of potholes.
But Li Feng wasn’t buying it to run a factory, so that wasn’t an issue. He needed it to build a training base for a security company. The more remote, the better.
“Are all the documents in order?” Li Feng asked.
“No problem,” Yu Cangrei replied.
“Good.”
The two left Xinghu Tea House and went to a print shop to prepare the transfer contract, then headed to the city to complete the formalities. Once done, Li Feng transferred 2.8 million to Yu Cangrei.
“What does Brother Li plan to do with that place?” Yu Cangrei asked curiously as they parted.
“Nothing much, just saw its potential. I might sell it later for a profit,” Li Feng said casually.
“Brother Li has vision,” Yu Cangrei thought dismissively. Tianhai City was developing southwest, but that place was in the northwest. Development would take at least a decade. He figured Li Feng was just a rich second-generation kid with too much time.
The next day, Li Feng contacted several well-known construction teams in Tianhai City, handing them his blueprints and instructing them to renovate the suburban factory.
With nearly 3 billion Huaxia dollars, Li Feng spared no expense on the training base, designing it based on the military camps from his previous life, using the best materials. To avoid suspicion, he claimed it was for building a warehouse.
Li Feng didn’t know the efficiency of the construction teams, but he needed the renovation done in ten days, so he hired ten teams.
With hefty payments, the team leaders patted their chests, guaranteeing completion within ten days.
Meanwhile, Li Feng bought equipment online, including surveillance and infrared devices. He needed an impregnable training base and wouldn’t cut corners. Unfortunately, he couldn’t buy firearms in Huaxia, or at least, he didn’t yet have the connections.
But Li Feng wasn’t worried. His father-in-law was Hu Wenhai, and if he needed weapons, he could turn to him.
On the third day, Li Feng arrived at Wenjun Pavilion Pharmacy as planned. Entering the hall, he eagerly asked, “Sir, have the medicinal herbs I need arrived?”
The old man smiled. “Rest assured, young friend, I said they’d be here, and they are.”
“Really?” The herbs were crucial, and Li Feng wouldn’t relax until he saw them.
“Young friend, here are your herbs. Check if anything’s missing,” the old man said, placing a large box on the counter.
Li Feng opened it eagerly. Sure enough, it contained thousand-year ginseng, thousand-year lingzhi, Tianshan xiehao, cordyceps, and more. Familiar with these herbs, Li Feng confirmed their authenticity with a sniff and a glance. More importantly, they were fresh, recently harvested.
This made Li Feng take Wenjun Pavilion Pharmacy seriously. Sourcing these herbs in three days showed the pharmacy’s influence.
“Are you satisfied, young friend?” the old man asked with a smile.
“Satisfied, absolutely satisfied. Sir, let’s swipe the card!” Li Feng handed over his bank card.
The old man swiped it on the POS machine and returned it. “I’m glad you’re satisfied. Come back to Wenjun Pavilion Pharmacy if you need anything else. By the way, my surname is Tu. You can call me Old Tu.”
“Thank you, Old Tu,” Li Feng said sincerely. Without Old Tu, he wouldn’t have gotten these herbs. He’d researched the herb market over the past three days and knew it wasn’t easy.
“Old Tu, can you get more of these herbs?” Li Feng asked eagerly. The herbs he had would last ten days, but to complete his body refinement in a month, he’d need three more batches.
“Yes.”
“I need three more batches,” Li Feng said, delighted.
“Three batches?” Old Tu was shocked. Even with his experience, Li Feng’s request stunned him. These herbs weren’t enough, and he wanted three more batches? Did he think they were snacks?
“None available?”
“There are,” Old Tu shook his head, then said, “Young friend, herbs have a trace of poison. Use them sparingly.”
“Don’t worry, Old Tu, I know what I’m doing,” Li Feng nodded. Herbs might be toxic to ordinary people, but using the Nine Heavens Heart Sutra and Mysterious Body Refining Technique, he could expel the toxins. To him, they posed no issue.
Though he appreciated Old Tu’s concern, body refinement was his secret, and he wouldn’t share it. He hadn’t met any martial artists since his rebirth, but in his previous life, martial artists existed in this era. He was certain they were out there.
Without sufficient strength, he didn’t want to encounter other martial artists or draw their attention.
Old Tu studied Li Feng for a moment before saying, “Young friend, the next batch will take at least ten days.”
“No problem, I’ll come back in ten days.”
Ten days wasn’t long. The herbs he had would suffice, so Li Feng wasn’t in a rush. After chatting with Old Tu, he left Wenjun Pavilion Pharmacy. With the herbs, he was eager to see if he could break through to the fifth level of body refinement.
Old Tu watched Li Feng leave, his gaze profound.
