In the second year of Yueyun Academy, in addition to teaching Shenxuan, he also taught alchemy and physical arts.

Alchemy, as the name suggests, is a bit like chemistry.

It's easier to understand the physical arts, and fight everywhere like Naruto...

The first Shen Xuan that Yang Yunhui learned from Mr. Xiao was called the Static Electricity Technique, which could numb opponents within two meters. Incapacitate opponents.

Because Yang Yunhui's physique is a dual system of wind and thunder, he can learn the gods of the wind system and the thunder system.

It should be noted here that on this mountain continent, most people have a two-line physique.

And there are many types of gods here, which are roughly divided into series: gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, light, dark sky, and time and poison.

The level of Shen Xuan is the same as alchemy and body arts, which are divided into twelve grades. 1~9 grades are normal grades, and 10~12 grades are extraordinary grades. The normal grade can be seen, but the transcendent grade is hard to find.

Let's talk about Yang Yunhui's talent.

It's strange that his alchemy credits are very high, but Shenxuan's credits are only in the middle of the stream.

The course of alchemy, probably because of reasons like chemistry, he had studied it in his previous life and had a foundation, so his grades were very good. But Shen Xuan is not good. Is it because he didn't work hard enough?

I don't know! He's learned a lot anyway, but he just doesn't score well. Maybe it's not yet time for his mind to explode, or maybe he hasn't grasped the essence of learning.

On this day, the exam results were issued.

"I went, and I only got 7 points!" Yang Yunhui looked at the roll in his hand, and was very unhappy and crumpled into a ball.

"Yunhui, how many points?" The tall Huangfu Song walked over with a grin.

"It's only 7 points!"

"Yo, that's good, I'm only 3 points!"

"Hey, Zhang Zhikun scored 9 points!"

"Hahaha, I'm also lucky," Zhang Zhikun said with a smug smile on his face.

"Luck, you were 9 last time!" Qi Wenshan crumpled the roll in his hand and threw it into the paper basket.

"How many points is the precedent?" Huangfu Song excitedly ran to see Li Xianhe's scroll.

"I'm also a 7!"

"yes, I'm the lowest!" Huangfu Song also picked up his roll a little proudly and raised it.

"The lowest score, you're still so happy!" Zhang Zhikun glared at him.

"I don't like Shen Xuan, I want to learn swordsmanship, I want to become a swordsmanship master!" Huangfu Song suddenly said with a serious face.

"Hey, but I like Shenxuan!" Yang Yunhui sighed with a look of loss.

After returning home from school, Yang Yunhui walked through the courtyard at the door with a sad face.

At this time, the family's earth dog meat ball walked up quickly from behind in good spirits. Look at how much spirit and spirit it looks like.

"Dead dog! I must have gone to Lao Wang's house on the other side, and the dog of Lao Wang's family had given birth to many babies. ”

Suddenly, Yang Yunhui's brows furrowed, and the more he looked at the meat ball, the more unpleasant it became.

"I'll let you get scared!"

I saw Yang Yunhui quickly stretch out his right hand, and I didn't see any movement from him. The ball of flesh suddenly collapsed to the ground with a whimper, and its limbs twitched, its tongue sticking out, and its saliva flowed all over the ground.

"Hehe, I'll make you proud, I'll make you chic!"

"Yunhui, you're bullying meat balls again!" At this time, the mother Li Xinran walked out of the front hall.

"No, I'll massage him!"

"Look at the meat balls, it's completely sinful, where is the massage!

"Oh, wait twenty minutes and it'll be back up. ”

At this time, Yang Yunhui suspected that the family's earth dog meat ball went to the neighbor's house next door to be happy, so he bullied it. But he didn't expect something like this to happen to him himself...

On this day, Yang Yunhui learned the second mystery from Mr. Xiao: clicking. This god can quickly hit the enemy with a low-voltage current within a range of two meters, but the power is not great, and it can only make the enemy feel like a stick smashing it.

He followed his friends to practice Shen Xuan on the playground of the academy.

Just as he was practicing energetically, a group of people walked towards them triumphantly.

Huang Fusong was the first to discover the situation.

"Who are you and what are you going to do?"

"Hehe, I heard that a few of you here are the most powerful group here, and our boss is not happy to hear it!" An extremely lewd-looking boy pointed at them and said.

"We don't know you!" Qi Wenshan said with a frown.

"Hahaha, you don't need to know me, you just recognize me as the boss!" A kid who seems to be the second generation of officials said.

"This man is Varda, the son of the captain of the city guard!" Li Xianhe said in a low voice.

"There's something wrong with these people! What are we doing about them!" Zhang Zhikun whispered very unhappily.

"I hear you, call me!" Wanda roared.

A chaotic battle ensued.

The half-baked gods on both sides bounced and danced, fists and feet of different weights were staggered, saliva and snot spurted and took off, I don't know whose shoes slapped whose face, I don't know whose fist hit whose crotch...

In short, the scene is very chaotic, this is a fight between young people, hating each other, looking at each other unpleasantly, depending on who has the biggest fist.

......

In Mr. Xiao's office.

"Say, who did it first. ”

"Him!"

People on both sides point at each other at the same time, and their movements are uniform.

Mr. Xiao looked left and right.

"Wonder, you're an old offender. ”

"Mr. Xiao, I really didn't hit it first this time. ”

"I really don't believe it. ”

The final result was twenty laps of the playground.

When both parties have run twenty laps, they are out of breath and tired like dogs...

The crowd glared at each other, as if they were ready to do it again.

At this time, Mr. Xiao appeared again.

"The toilet has not been cleaned recently!"

So the people scattered as birds and beasts...

I don't know why, Yang Yunhui feels a little weird recently. It always seems to feel like someone is pointing at themselves and saying something. Among them are a few little girls.

So Yang Yunhui pretended not to know anything and walked past them.

The girls suddenly dodged as if they had seen something nasty.

Yang Yunhui was depressed, "What the fuck is going on!"

After some overt and covert investigations, he finally knew the reason. It's because of the fight with those people the other day, saying that he lost, or that he won, but fell into the reputation of a fool.

Speechless!

Dysphoria!

It's very irritable!

Yang Yunhui sulked for a long time because of this.

......

Recently, Yang Yunhui's alchemy score has been getting higher and higher, and he can get the highest score in every exam. Yang Yunhui is also very strange, my chemistry score in my previous life was not high, how can I get the highest score in alchemy now!

Studied but cannot comprehend.

As a result of learning alchemy, you will associate it with alchemy. Gradually, Yang Yunhui thought of some very ordinary commodities that were often used in his previous life.

Such as salt, sugar, napkins...

In this world of the gods, people have long begun to consume table salt. Salt is a must for every meal. It's just that this salt is coarse, and it will taste a little jerky.

In addition, sugar is also available, but it is an extremely rare luxury. Only the extremely wealthy can eat it. Ordinary people will feel very luxurious just by looking at it.

And napkins. Paper is available here, too. But like sugar, it is extremely precious, and ordinary people can't afford to use it. Not to mention making a soft paper towel for portable use.

Sugar is so precious that you rarely see it even in your own home. Paper requires a lot of craftsmanship and is also a waste of materials.

Yang Yunhui thought about it for a long time, and finally came to the conclusion that only table salt can be improved. If you can remove the jerky taste of salt, it will surely become a bestseller.

Therefore, after thinking about it for a long time, Yang Yunhui began to prepare for making fine salt grains.

He fetched a large jar of kosher salt from the kitchen.

And he asked for a very fine white cloth from the maid.

Finally, a casserole and stove were found.

Soon, the coarse salt is put into the casserole and the fire is heated up. After all the salt grains have dissolved, the pot of brine is strained several times with that fine gauze.

Soon, a lot of colorful impurities appeared on the white gauze.

Yang Yunhui put these impurities in front of his nose and sniffed them, and he could indeed smell some smells.

"Hehe, the impurities are out, and all that's left is fine salt. ”

After a long period of steaming, Yang Yunhui finally got the fine salt. The fine salt of snow white is like snow particles on a snow-capped mountain, crystal clear.

Yang Yunhui picked up a few grains and tasted them in his mouth, and a salty taste without impurities permeated his mouth.

"Haha, fine salt, it worked!"

Then he took the jar of fine salt and went to his father's study.

At this time, Yang Lanze happened to be returning home from work at the city hall.

"Hey, what is this?"

Yang Lanze carefully looked at the snow-white and crystal clear can of things in his son's hand.

"Taste it!"

Yang Yunhui handed the jar of fine salt to Yang Lanze as if offering a treasure.

"Well, salt!"

After Yang Lanze tasted it slightly, he was a little shocked.

"That's right!"

"Where did it come from?"

"I did it myself. ”

"You made it yourself, and you're going to make this?"

"It's not difficult. ”

"It's fine salt, and ordinary people can't eat it. ”

"I got the hang of it. ”

"Take me to see it. ”

So Yang Yunhui took Yang Lanze to his small room. When Yang Lanze saw these props, he gradually understood.

"I didn't expect this fine salt to be so easy to make. ”

"Father, look at this jar of salt..."

"Don't worry, I'll show it to the city lord. ”

The next night...

Cheng Cheng Cong came to Yang Yunhui's home.

"Lan Ze, you ask your son to show me how to refine this fine salt. ”

So, after Yang Yunhui's manipulation, Zhang Cong patted Yang Yunhui's shoulder very hard.

"That's it, that's great, my salt shop has never been able to refine fine salt, you sell me this method, and I'll give you thirty percent of the shares!"

Hearing this, Yang Yunhui looked at Yang Lanze silently.

Seeing Yang Lanze smiling and nodding, Yang Yunhui understood that this deal was not a loss.

After that, within a few days, a large sign was hung up at the salt shop opened by the city councillor.

Our store sells high-quality fine salt, and the price is excellent, first come, first served.

Since then, Yang Yunhui has obtained a three-component bonus from the salt shop business under Zhang Cong, and he has become rich all of a sudden...