"What do you know? Xiaoyu is a temperament type. I think her temperament is very pure, unlike what outsiders say."
"That's right, Xiaoya has already joined our Huayu team and is one of our own. There is nothing you can do about it."
There were originally ten members in the Huayu team, but there were two empty spots. In line with the principle of preferring shortage to overspending, no one was filled. Now with the addition of Feng Xingying and Ye Xiaonian, the upper limit of twelve people has been reached.
The arrival of Ge Yingxue has already made the atmosphere tense between the two parties.
"Am I, Ge Yingxue, so intimidating? I actually asked you to become an alchemist and commit yourself to someone on the spot.
Did you know that when a pharmacist joins a team, he or she must refine at least three free bottles of medicine for each person in the team a month? Are you willing to do such an unfair thing? Thirty bottles of potion, do you know how much time is wasted? Half a month, a whole half month! Are you so willing to work as a coolie for others? "
"I'm different from you." Feng Xingying shook his head. "You may need half a month, but I only need half a day. I think it's a good deal to exchange half a day for the merits and friendship of the first team."
"Arrogant!" Ge Yingxue's biggest injury is that she can only refine one bottle of potion at a time, while Feng Xingying refined three bottles in one go last time. What she meant by this was that she could refine more in one breath
"Xiao Ya, please don't bring trouble to Brother Hua Yu. I've been looking for you for five days, but I won't do you any harm. I just want to compete with you to see which one of us has better medicine refining skills."
"Compared with me? You?" Feng Xingying shook his head helplessly.
Now that Feng Xingying has agreed to join the Huayu team, Huayu is not going to sit idly by and dissuade him:
"Classmate Ge, please come back. I have personally seen Xiaoya refining ten bottles of potion in one go. Her level cannot be lower than yours."
"I don't believe it!" Ten bottles! Ge Yingxue almost spit out blood.
No wonder people say it’s really not difficult to finish thirty bottles in half a day.
"I know you won't agree without giving me some sweetness. Let's make a bet. If you win, I will lose my Yingxue stove to you! If you lose, you don't need to do anything. Just share your prescription with me."
Ge Yingxue had a good plan. Although her medicine stove was valuable, it was still a valuable thing. As long as she had money, she could go out and buy it.
But Feng Xingying's prescription for the mutated marrow-cleansing potion was a cash cow that continuously made money, and also allowed her status to rise with the tide.
The academy is very tight-knit and won't spread the word at all. With Ge Yingxue's qualifications, she is not qualified to study. I'm afraid she won't have a chance in the next ten years. So now, she can only start with Feng Xingying.
Her actions may seem impulsive, but they actually contain wisdom.
"Xiao Nian, you don't need a medicine stove. If you want it, you can win it yourself." Feng Xingying's voice has gotten much better recently, but his voice is hoarse, but he can speak normally.
Although her hoarse voice is not as clear and graceful as that of ordinary women, it has a magnetic sense of mystery. Many people really want to take off her veil to see what this alchemy witch looks like.
They said she was extremely ugly and her face was covered with terrible scars.
But won’t scars fade away sooner or later? Who can guarantee that after the scars are removed, she will still be ugly
Besides, no one has seen this little mute’s true face. Does it mean he is ugly just because others say he is ugly