Xiang Cong vomited for a long time before he recovered from it, he wiped his mouth with a white flowerless handkerchief, threw it on the ground and rubbed it twice, his expression was disgusted. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Are you Wen Mo?" asked Xiang Cong, his brows furrowed, almost killing mosquitoes.

"Yes...... Oh, yes...... Are you ......" Wen Mo's eyes glanced at Steward Tian, pretending that he didn't recognize Xiang Cong, hoping that Steward Tian would give him a hint.

Steward Tian glanced at Xiang Cong, and hurriedly stepped forward to introduce, "This is the little boy of the owner of our Qiqian Medicine Refining Workshop, and you still don't want to be polite?"

He said, giving Winmer a wink. In the past month, he has watched Wen Mo's actions, and he is still very satisfied with her, knows a lot, has strong plasticity, and has not been resigned by Liu Yaoshi.

Although he mentioned to Pharmacist Liu that if he quit his apprenticeship again, he would not be matched, but it was just talking, where was it true.

These pharmacists are all treasures of the medicine shop, and he is in charge, so he doesn't dare to slack off.

So Wen Mo insisted for a month and was not dismissed, and I heard that he was allowed to follow the process of refining medicine, which shows that his ability is still relatively good.

Wen Mo listened to his words and hurriedly saluted Xiang Cong, "The little boy is fine." ”

Her expression is honest and flattering, or rather a flattering look, which is not annoying. At the same time, his eyes secretly looked at the door that was kicked open, revealing a trace of fear and no nervousness.

But Xiang Cong didn't think so, he opened his eyes in disgust, "Okay, okay, no courtesy." ”

"It doesn't look like he'......," he whispered to the side of his face.

"I wonder what the little boy is looking for me?" asked Wen Mo flatteringly, and sighed in his heart. It's good if you don't recognize me.

But think about it, Xiang Cong is the young master of the Xiang family, how can he remember the people he met on the street.

She smiled in her heart, and straightened her face so as not to be seen.

Steward Tian's expression froze for a moment, and he complained in his heart that the little young master only cared about his own thoughts and kicked the door at will. Wouldn't it be nice to knock on the door and come in?

He casually made an excuse, and sent Wen Mo away, "The little young master came to inspect, and he just knocked on the door outside for a long time, but it didn't open, thinking that something happened to you, so he kicked in the door to take a look......"

As he spoke, he couldn't make it up, so he smiled, "It's okay if you're okay." ”

Wen Mo smiled and bowed, "Thank you for bothering......"

Xiang Cong glanced at her again, turned around and brushed his sleeves away.

Steward Tian nodded at Wen Mo and followed.

Wen Mo vaguely heard: "Little boy, I'll just say it, this Wen Mo is not Wen Mo......"

Wen Mo listened to it, and sweated in shock, his name should still be changed......

"Xiao Mo ......" A voice came out of the sign on Wen Mo's chest, it was from Pharmacist Liu.

Wen Mo's heart tightened, and he hurriedly answered and went to the alchemy room of Pharmacist Liu.

"Xiao Mo, are you here?" said Pharmacist Liu, bowing his head and seriously pouring one tube of green liquid into the other.

In Wimmer's eyes, there was a feeling of experimentation.

"Yes, sir. My lord, is there anything wrong with you?" replied Wen Mo respectfully as he gathered his clothes and hands.

"You can help me bring some of these herbs. As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper and wrote down all the medicinal materials needed, and also marked the quantities, so that it would be easier for Wen Mo to go to dispense the medicine.

"Yes, sir. Wen Mo nodded repeatedly.

Wen stayed silent for a month, although he didn't get acquainted with everyone, but he also got in touch with a few kinder people.