Universal Sword God

Chapter 214: rush to join

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If the bottle of potion in his hand was really prepared by Jing Qingyan, how high-quality could it be? I'm afraid even those low-level healing potions that are circulating in the market are not as good as it

Xiao Ming looked at Jing Yan, but really didn't know what Jing Yan meant.

If Jing Yan invited a top pharmacist from somewhere, even a senior pharmacist with strong ability to sit in Danlou, it would make sense. But Jing Yan is now showing the bottle of low-level healing potion prepared by Jing Qingyan to everyone for inspection. What is the purpose of this

These pharmacists are not laymen! Jing Yan, do you think you can fool them with just a bottle of potion

If Jing Yan really thought this way, it would be ridiculous!

"Xiao Ming, do you know this Jing Qingyan? He must be from the Jing family, right? I haven't heard of it. There is a pharmacist named Jing Qingyan in the Jing family?" A pharmacist standing next to Xiao Ming looked at Jing Qingyan and Xiao Ming with frowned eyebrows, his face was also full of doubts.

In Donglin City, the circle of pharmacists is indeed very small.

As for any pharmacist who is a little bit famous, everyone has at least heard of the name.

Even if it is not in the city, but in various places in the region, such as many towns and other places, everyone will hear about it.

"Jing Qingyan, he followed me to learn dispensing medicine for a while." Xiao Ming said lightly.

Hearing this, most of the pharmacists present frowned.

"ah!"

Suddenly, a scream came from a pharmacist.

The pharmacist, when Xiao Ming was talking to Jing Qingyan, had already opened the bottle and inspected the medicine.

This person is an intermediate pharmacist with a good level.

When he opened the bottle, he didn't have too many thoughts in his mind, he just took a casual look. However, when he smelled the medicine, he was suddenly moved.

He let out a strange cry, and the other pharmacists naturally looked over.

"Is it because the quality of the medicine is too poor, or is it not considered medicine at all?" Liu Bo also looked at the intermediate pharmacist and said in a contemptuous tone.

However, this mid-level pharmacist did not respond to Liu Bo's words at all.

His face became more and more red, and his breath became heavier and heavier. In the end, even his arms trembled slightly.

"How is it possible... how is it possible..."

The pharmacist muttered to himself in a daze.

"Brother Zhaoming, what's wrong with you?" A pharmacist in a blue robe looked at the intermediate pharmacist in surprise.

"Brother Qingyan, how did you prepare this low-level healing potion?" The middle-level pharmacist named Zhaoming asked with a respectful face, bowing deeply to Jing Qingyan.

Seeing this scene, the other pharmacists in the room all showed shock or horror.

Pharmacist Zhaoming, what's the situation? He is a mid-level pharmacist, how respectful is he to Jing Qingyan

"Joining the Brilliant Pill Tower, everything is possible! To tell you the truth, three days ago, I was a pharmacist who barely entered the threshold of a low-level pharmacist, but now, I have been able to prepare intermediate-level healing potions." Jing Qingyan said with a smile, with a sense of confidence and pride in his tone.

"Haha, how is this possible? It's ridiculous! It's nonsense!" Liu Bo stood up again to show his presence.

The other pharmacists also shook their heads.

Jing Qingyan's words are indeed some idiot's dream. It's no wonder that some people believe such words.

"I believe brother Qingyan's words!" Pharmacist Zhaoming said seriously.

The low-level healing potion in his hand gave him too much shock.

"Everyone, you might as well take a look at the low-level healing potion in your hands and see its quality. Then think about whether you can make it!" Zhao Ming said to the pharmacists around him.

Although these pharmacists did not take Zhao Ming's belief in Jing Qingyan seriously, they still began to check the medicines in their hands one by one. Anyway, this is something that can be done with a raise of hands.

"What?"

"How can this be?"

"Is this a low-level healing potion? I... this effect is simply a mid-level healing potion?"

Trilling sounds came out from the mouths of the pharmacists one after another, and everyone was shocked. They finally understood what Pharmacist Zhaoming meant by what he said.

Can they prepare a potion of this quality? The answer is, not at all.

They can still tell whether it is a low-level potion or a mid-level potion. Low-level potions and mid-level potions use different materials, so there will be differences in color and smell. Even if the difference is not big, there must be a difference.

All the pharmacists looked at Jing Qingyan again, and they all changed. If this potion was really prepared by Jing Qingyan, then Jing Qingyan's achievements in potion would be too terrifying.

Even an alchemist might not be able to concoct such a high-quality low-level healing potion, right

Many pharmacists immediately felt hot in their hearts.

There are quite a few people here, and they all have a hot heart for medicine. If, in the Brilliant Pill Building, they can advance by leaps and bounds in medicine, then they don't mind staying in the Brilliant Pill Building forever and working for this Pill Building.

"What is a mere low-level healing potion?" Liu Bo snorted again arrogantly.

After inspecting the potion, he was also very shocked. However, his task today is to make trouble. Even if he was curious about how the potion was prepared, he still had to pretend he didn't care.

Jing Yan, with deep meaning in his eyes, glanced at Liu Bo.

Being watched by Jing Yan like this, Liu Bo's heart trembled slightly. He felt that Jing Yan's gaze seemed to be able to penetrate his heart and know what he was thinking.

"If there are only low-level healing potions, then it's nothing." Jing Yan smiled.

"However, my Brilliant Pill Building sells more than just low-level healing potions. My Brilliant Pill Building sells all kinds of potions."

"We have potions that are on the market, we also have potions that are not on the market, we still have potions." Jing Yan said with a smile.

What he said is not an exaggeration.

Jing Yan got the inheritance of Qiankun Dandao, and some of the medicines recorded in Qiankun Dandao have been lost, and only some ancient books have recorded medicines.

"Everyone, take a look at these potions again!" Jing Yan waved his arm.

Porcelain vases suddenly appeared on the ground in front of him.

The potions in these porcelain bottles were all prepared by Jing Yan himself.

If these pharmacists are to work for the Brilliant Danlou wholeheartedly, they must also produce something that can deter them.

I believe that with these medicines, at least half of these pharmacists will be completely devoted to the Brilliant Pill Building.

What's more, Jing Yan didn't have any intention of oppressing them. When they joined the Brilliant Danlou, the treatment would definitely be higher than in other places.

Moreover, as long as they are hardworking and willing to work hard, even a low-level pharmacist can gain a lot. If you are lazy, even a senior pharmacist may not be paid at all.

Jing Yan's plan is that the pharmacists will be paid according to their work according to their respective output.

"Low-level healing potions..."

"Low-level antidote..."

"Intermediate sedative potion..."

"Advanced healing potion..."

"Advanced psychedelic potion..."

The room was in chaos, and all the pharmacists were in a state of sluggishness. They were too horrified. These potions shocked them beyond measure.

They have never seen such high-quality medicines in their entire lives.

Among these medicines, there are even quite a few that they don't know at all. At all, never heard of it!

This is also amazing.

"Comrades, these potions were all prepared by Master Jing Yan himself. Master Jing Yan's achievements in potions are beyond your imagination. To tell you the truth, I was able to prepare intermediate healing potions within three days because of Master Jing Yan's guidance."

"Now, I don't think I need to say anything more. It's up to you to decide whether you want to join the Brilliant Danlou. If you miss the opportunity, it will be difficult to get it back." Jing Qingyan said at the right time.

Hearing Jing Qingyan's words, the expressions of these pharmacists became even more excited.

Now, they have already believed seven or eight percent of what Jing Yan and Jing Qingyan said. The remaining two or three points are just that they were too shocked, which simply violated the common sense system they had established before.

"Master Jing Yan, if I join the Brilliant Pill Building, are you willing to teach me how to make potions?" An apprentice pharmacist asked a little unconfidently.

Here, there are junior pharmacists, intermediate pharmacists, and senior pharmacists. So, Jing Yan, would he care about these pharmacist apprentices? Jing Yan, will they allow these low-status pharmacist apprentices to join the Brilliant Pill Building

"sure!"

"However, because of my practice, I may not have much time to communicate with you. After you join the Brilliant Pill Building, you may have more contact with the chief pharmacist Jing Qingyan." Jing Yan smiled and said to the pharmacist apprentice.

"Master Jing Yan, I can join, I can, I don't want any reward, I just hope to get a chance." The apprentice blushed and said loudly.

"Hehe, there will definitely be a reward. And I also said before, as long as you work hard, your gains will definitely be much more than before, and it will definitely be no problem to double it." Jing Yan waved his hand.

If you want the horse to run, you have to let the horse graze. Now there may be some pharmacists who are willing to accept no payment in order to learn the skills of dispensing medicines, but after a long time, they will inevitably have a grudge in their hearts. Once they reach that point, they will be passive and sabotage.

"I'll join too!"

"Master Jing Yan, please let me join!"

Apprentice pharmacists scrambled to express their wishes loudly, for fear of slowing others down.