"That seems to be Xiao Ruoyao, a potential star disciple of the sect?"
"Yes, I saw it from a distance on the stage where the list was released yesterday, and it seems to be her."
"It's a pity that we have already formed a team, otherwise we can consider recruiting them."
"Let's talk about it in half a year, or make a good relationship now."
When Wu Zhe and his party walked to the town, they had already encountered five or six other teams along the way.
Many disciples bowed their hands to Wu Zhe from a distance to express their goodwill, and Wu Zhe also bowed their hands in return. Many people have seen her actions when she was on the stage, and they are used to her etiquette as a woman but like a man, and there is nothing wrong with her.
Teams of newly promoted disciples are not allowed to leave Qi territory, and yesterday they just completed team formation, and most of them are wandering around. The bustling Zhanyang Town is naturally one of the choices, and it is easy to meet other teams.
"You're a celebrity, we're all lucky when we're with you." Mu Qingya teased Wu Zhe, gesturing with sign language.
"Isn't that right? I hope that your status can help us save money when we go shopping later." The narcissist is willing to spend money for his friends, but he is not the one who spends money recklessly, and said: "I have always been afraid of my handsomeness. It's too ostentatious, but with you here, I can share some eyes."
Wu Zhe has long been used to the narcissistic son's tone, and he just sighed: "Celebrities are easy to die, so if there is a fight, I will definitely be the first target."
Hu Yunshang said seriously, "I will protect you well."
"It's Mu Qingya's task to protect me, don't disturb the captain's arrangement." Wu Zhe warned.
Hu Yunshang did not speak, but nodded.
"It is necessary to consider changing clothes." After greeting the fourth team, Wu Zhe felt that many people might not recognize him if he changed his clothes.
"Ah? Why did you change your clothes?" The narcissist said in surprise, "I thought you didn't change your clothes this morning, but you still wore the blue dress and purple belt yesterday, because you wanted others to recognize you."
"You think I'm you? You know how to pretend to be handsome." Wu Zhe snorted.
Mu Qingya next to her made fun gestures with her hands: "I thought so too, I thought Miss Xiao wanted to show off."
"I'm not a young lady, and I'm too lazy to change clothes." Wu Zhe gave a blank look.
Mu Qingya didn't understand at all. As long as life permits, ordinary women often change a set of clothes every day in this late spring season.
Wu Zhe doesn't have this kind of concept at all. He can wear whatever he can, even sleeping without taking it off, fully maintaining his otaku attributes.
As the captain, Zong Zhilian was quite generous, and promised: "I'll find a place to help you buy a few sets later."
The state of Qi has been fairly peaceful for several years, and its development is not bad. There are many residents and merchants in the town.
For Wu Zhe, who is used to a metropolis with a population of more than 20 million, this town is simply shabby. But Mu Qingya and the others were quite satisfied, and began to search for medicine shops, weapons shops, cloth clothes shops, etc. in a targeted manner.
There was a pharmacy just at the entrance of the town. Wu Zhe and others walked in, and a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine hit their faces.
When the clerk of the pharmacy saw that he was a disciple of the Sword Fighting Sect, he immediately greeted him graciously and offered tea.
Hu Yunshang and Zong Zhilian didn't understand medicinal materials, so they sat at the door drinking tea.
The shops in this world are very different from Wu Zhe's original world. There are fewer doctors, and most of the various herbs are purchased and configured by individuals. There are also a lot of medicinal materials, etc., but there are not many goods in a place of the size of Zhanyang Town.
There is already a team of three disciples in the pharmacy, two men and one woman, who are selecting medicinal materials.
"The scutellaria baicalensis over there weighed three dollars for me, and the northern sand ginseng took a thumb to grow... Alas, there are not many materials." A woman in yellow is the core of the medicinal material selection. The men are helping her with the work.
When Wu Zhe and others came in, the three of them took a look, and after noticing Wu Zhe, they didn't care too much, and didn't even say hello.
Especially the woman in yellow, she pursed her lips, as if she was very dissatisfied with Wu Zhe.
This is a bit wrong, this is not usually the case within the sect, Wu Zhe immediately noticed.
"She seems to hate you." When Wu Zhe walked to the medicine rack, Mu Qingya leaned over and gestured secretly with sign language.
"Maybe she's on good terms with Lin Chaoying. Let's buy ours, don't bother with them." Wu Zhe didn't want to be troublesome, so he replied to Mu Qingya in sign language, and then took some herbs from the display shelf to look at.
This pharmacy is a bit like a supermarket in another world. Many medicinal materials are placed on shelves like bookshelves. It's just that the samples displayed are not for sale, so as not to cause disagreements or be contaminated. When the buyer decides to buy, the shop assistant will pick up the medicine from the inner warehouse.
Wu Zhe was quite surprised by the progressive sales method. Perhaps it is because Xuanwu is respected in this world, and injuries and illnesses are very common, which instead promotes the development of related industries.
"What's broken Zhanyang Town? It's just a pharmacy like yours, and you can't even make a decent medicine." The woman in yellow complained from the other side.
The shop assistant could only say sorry with a smile.
There are many medicinal materials on the medicine shelves in the outer hall of the pharmacy, but none of them are expensive. But Wu Zhe didn't mind. The key point of her was to test whether the first volume of "The Classic of Medicine" she studied was useful.
When Wu Zhe glanced over various medicinal materials, the corresponding names and introductions appeared in his mind. This has never happened before, and it should be caused by studying the first volume of "The Classic of Medicine".
Picking up a few black chrysanthemums, Wu Zhe suddenly had many filling-in-the-blank items like chemical equations appear in Wu Zhe's mind. Among them, the item of ink chrysanthemum lights up, and many related drug combinations are implicated.
It's so convenient! Wu Zhe was delighted. The mind of my evolved body is like a universal computer, and it simplifies the combination of medicines, turning the complicated formula of traditional Chinese medicine into a process of combining medicines in a game.
Putting aside Mo Ju, who mainly cleared fire, Wu Zhe began to look for Tian Qi and other damage formulas.
After scanning a large circle, Wu Zhe confirmed a formula with all the raw materials on site, and shouted: "Man, give me one or two each of Scale Tianqi, Huaishan medicine, stasis dispelling grass, bitter ginger, geranium, white yam The ox gall and the mountain dragon are three coins each."
On the other side, the woman in yellow who was picking out looked over in surprise, not knowing what kind of potion Wu Zhe was mixing.
Wu Zhe ordered nearly twenty more medicinal materials in a row, as if he could combine some magical potions.
what happened? The medicinal materials here are so scarce, why did she order so many? What can it be used for? The woman in yellow was very curious, but she was too embarrassed to ask, so she could only force herself to hold back.
The woman in yellow thought about the combinations of medicinal materials carefully, but couldn't figure out what kind of medicine could be formulated.
No way, could this Xiao Ruoyao be proficient in medicine stone technique? The woman in yellow was surprised.
At this time, an old man with the appearance of an old medicine farmer walked in outside the medicine shop, dressed in dirty medicine-collecting sackcloth, and seemed to have something in his arms.
He timidly said something to the buddy, and then showed the buddy the thing in his arms.
The guy stretched out three fingers and said something, but the old man shook his head and refused.
"Bring it to me." The woman in yellow had a thought, knowing that this drug farmer wanted to sell something.
Hu Yunshang and Zong Zhilian at the door all cast their gazes over. ;