Ji Jingze was stunned for a while before he regained his senses, staring at An Xian with anger in his eyes, not knowing how to refute for a while. He has been regarded as a genius since he was a child, and most of what he hears are compliments and praises, and few people of his age dare to compare with him.
It is true that in this pharmacist competition, he only won the third place and did not achieve the expected goal, but in the case that other competitors in the country have all failed, he is the only one who fought to the end. Although he is unwilling, he is also proud of it. of. As for the person in front of him, if he is really strong, why not participate in the competition and fight for glory for the alliance
Immediately, he suddenly thought of the military offensive and defensive competition, and his face stiffened. It was not that the opponent did not strive for glory, but that the way he chose was different. He provided medicine to the alliance in the name of "Yunlin", which played a great role in actual combat. Compared to the experimental drugs he made in the competition, his drugs have been used in practice and with success.
Ji Jingze clenched his fists, and a burst of anger surged in his heart. Pride didn't allow him to bow his head, but the fact frustrated him. Facing this third-level therapist, he actually retreated a little.
"Anyway," Ji Jingze gritted his teeth, "I have to compete with you." Even if he couldn't win, he wouldn't allow himself to be cowardly!
An Xian's eyes brightened, and he said slowly, "If you must compare, then follow my rules."
"you say."
"First compare the basic skills and concoct medicinal herbs." An Xian said, "In 30 minutes, see who can concoct more conventional medicinal herbs, with good quality and low consumption."
Ji Jingze was taken aback: "Hand-made conventional herbs?"
Generally speaking, only precious herbs with good quality and low dosage are chosen to be processed by hand. The advantage of manual processing is that it can preserve the medicinal properties to the greatest extent and improve the purity of the medicinal herbs. However, conventional herbs are used in large quantities. If you choose to make them by hand, it will not only be inefficient, but also prone to uneven quality. Concocted with instruments, these problems can be avoided, and there may be some losses, but the advantage is that the drug effect is stable and will not have much impact on the quality of the finished product.
In Ji Jingze's view, concocting conventional medicinal herbs is a non-technical thing.
"And then? After comparing the medicinal herbs, what's next?" he asked.
An Xian smiled and said, "Let's compare this one first. If you can't even pass this one, then there will be no next test."
"Okay!" Ji Jingze said fiercely, "Let's compare now."
"Wait." An Xian pointed to the plump silk-tangled grass, "This..."
"Don't worry! After the competition, I will help you get the seedlings!" Ji Jingze's face stinks.
"Thank you so much." An Xian looked at him with a smile.
Ji Jingze has an inexplicable feeling of being slapped in the face and paying the other party a face-slapping fee, and it is obviously his challenge, why does it seem that the initiative is not in his hands at all
The two came to the pharmacy behind the hall. This is a studio specially prepared for healing pharmacists. As long as they have a membership card, they can use the card at any time.
After choosing a random room to enter, Ji Jingze motioned for an easy choice of herbs.
There is a huge electronic screen on the wall next to the door. What materials are needed, just click to select, and they will be delivered within three minutes. The required fee will be deducted from the membership card of the house developer.
An Xian selected ten kinds of conventional herbs, 40 of each type, half and half for each of them.
"Then let's start." Ji Jingze didn't talk nonsense, turned on the timer, and got busy with his movements neatly.
An Xian has seen Ji Jingze's method of handling medicinal materials in the video of the pharmacist competition. Although he is quite skilled, he should be used to using equipment at ordinary times, and many details are not in place.
Like most other pharmacists, he underestimated the role of basic skills. In the process of concocting herbal medicine, one's mental power is highly concentrated and nothing is forgotten. This is a very rare cultivation state. The reason why Roy can become a third-level therapist with mediocre funds is because he has tempered his basic skills and tempered his spiritual power to the extreme. And many people only care about efficiency and quality, ignoring the importance of the process.
Anxian is a monk, so he looks at the problem from a monk's point of view. What others regard as boring and useless work, in her view, is a way to exercise xinxing and improve willpower.
Once you enter the state, everything around you will become blurred.
Ji Jingze glanced at An Xian at random, and was immediately stunned.
He lowered his head slightly, his face focused, a faint halo of water gleamed in his eyes, his fingers danced, and he skillfully refined the herbs. Fast and steady, clever and beautiful, like art.
In just a moment, more than a dozen herbs have been processed, and Ji Jingze has just processed two.
He took a deep breath, settled down, focused, and returned to work. But he knew in his heart that he would lose this time, but he just wanted to know how big the gap between the two was.
Thirty minutes passed, Anxian stopped, all 200 herbs were processed, and Ji Jingze only completed 83.
He didn't say much, and silently put the medicinal materials into the monitor for testing. Of his 83 plants, 3 were lost, 7 were of poor quality, 48 were qualified, and only 25 were of good quality.
The rest of the 200 plants were all excellent. She didn't mean to release water at all, and abused Ji Jingze to the ground.
If you were an ordinary person, you might doubt your life. However, Ji Jingze's pride is pride, but he can withstand blows. After self-flagellation, he said firmly to An Xian: "You wait, I will challenge you in the future."
An Xian said, "Wait for you to concoct 150 high-quality medicinal materials within 30 minutes, then come find me again."
"What you can do, I can do too!" Ji Jingze's eyes lit up with rage, as if he had suddenly changed from a high-cold prince to a hot-blooded youth.
"Wait and see." An Xian smiled slightly.
The two left the pharmacy and walked out of the venue without attending the next seminar.
In the process of going to the parking lot, Ji Jingze couldn't help but ask, "Is it important to the quality of finished products by hand-crafting herbs?"
Anxian: "It's not very important."
Ji Jingze's face darkened: It doesn't matter, then what are you fighting with me!
Just as he was about to have an attack, he heard An Xian continue: "But it is very important to improve mental control. The more concentrated the attention, the more skilled the technique, the more precise the micro-control ability, and the higher the success rate of refining high-quality medicines. I can't see it yet, but as the level increases, mental control will become the determining factor for breaking through its own limits and level bottlenecks."
When Ji Jingze heard the words, if he realized something, his footsteps slowed down unconsciously. When he returned to his senses, An Xian had already walked a few steps away, looking at his figure, Yuan Ting Yue Li, Xian Ya Xiuyi, there was an indescribable feeling of absolute dust.
If it were not for his age, he would almost have thought that this was an extraordinary master.
"Loy." At this moment, a cold voice sounded not far away, and he saw Segler get out of a car.
On the other side, Feituo also got out of the car and walked towards this side.
"What a coincidence." Segler walked up to An Xian, then looked at Ji Jingze, "This is Mr. Ji Jingze, right? I have seen your competition, and you performed very well. Congratulations on winning the third runner-up in the Pharmacist Competition."
Ji Jingze didn't hear any sincerity in his cold tone.
"You know each other?" Segler's eyes fell on An Xian again, "Isn't there any trouble?"
Just after I asked if they knew each other, I immediately asked if there was any trouble? What do you mean
"This gentleman, what trouble can I have with Roy knowing each other?" Ji Jingze immediately scolded him.
Seeing his arrogant appearance, Segler said indifferently, "I just asked casually, nothing else."
"Really? Then I'll answer casually, Roy is my competitor, do you think we know each other?"
"Competitor?" Segler frowned, turning to An Xian and asking, "He didn't bully you, did he?"
Ji Jingze almost spit out a mouthful of old blood: does he have the words "bullying people" written on his face? As soon as we met, we concluded that he was bullying! Strictly speaking, he is the one being bullied, okay
"No." An Xian answered seriously.
"Really?" Segler looked at Ji Jingze with a murderous look, and then at An Xian with a harmless face, always feeling that there was a lot of tricks hidden in it.
Feituo next to him also cast a disapproving look at Ji Jingze.
It's no wonder they suspect that the rumored Ji Jingze has a high self-esteem, speaks harshly, and is not easy to get along with. Anxian has always been kind to others, and although he has a temper occasionally, he is generally considerate of others. For example, He Rin was often yelled at by him. As long as he didn't follow the doctor's orders, he would be scolded.
Therefore, the character of this kind of thing really depends on the face.
Ji Jingze was very angry in his heart, but he still maintained his demeanor on the surface, putting on an expression of "don't want to care about mortals like you", raised his chin, and said to Anxian coldly, "Let's make an appointment next time."
After he finished speaking, he swaggered away.
"Although Ji Jingze is the grandson of Master Wentai, if he is not good for you, you can say it directly, and I can help you." Segler promised.
Feituo looked sideways, always feeling that this man was a little too concerned about Anxian's affairs.
"No, he's pretty good." An Xian was helpless, and no one believed the truth. I really didn't know if Ji Jingze was too unsuccessful as a person, or if she was too successful.
Segler nodded, stopped asking more questions, and changed the subject: "My mother is waiting for me at a nearby restaurant, why don't we have a meal together?"
Take a look at the time, it's almost 12 o'clock. Although she had no appetite, Feituo must be hungry, so she agreed.
Several people came to the restaurant where Monica was. Seeing An Xian, Monica was overjoyed, pulled him to his side affectionately, and asked him about his recent living conditions with concern.
An Xian felt a strange feeling in An Xian's heart that Monica's mother and son were too affectionate towards her, not like ordinary friends at all. Or are they treating her differently because they see themselves as Loy
Anxian's mind moved slightly, and at the end of the lunch, he suddenly asked, "Mrs. Bell, Segler, did we know each other before? Or, are you my parents' friends?"
Monica didn't expect him to ask directly, opened her mouth, and didn't know how to answer for a while, so she couldn't help but look at Segler beside her.
Segler pondered for a moment and said, "Since he asked about it, let him know."
Feituo held the teacup, looked at several people without blinking, and entered the passerby eating melon mode.