Every time an apprentice is recruited, the Qiqian Medicine Workshop will put on such a scene, one is to show its ability, and the other is to advertise and advertise it, so that more people know about the existence of the Qiqian Medicine Workshop. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wen Mo watched the crowd of people, and suddenly felt a little nervous in his heart. Although she has learned the knowledge of medicinal herbs since she was a child, in fact, her grandfather has not taught her officially.

"The Qiqian Alchemy Workshop began to recruit apprentices. It was a middle-aged man in a black shirt who spoke, and Wen Mo later learned that this was the little steward of the Qiqian Alchemy Workshop, named Tian Weihao, that is, the steward of Tian, and one of the people who the owner of the Qiqian Alchemy Workshop trusted more.

"Although our Qiqian Medicine Refining Workshop has recruited many times, and the rules have been said many times, I still talk about the same old story and say it again. Steward Tian was the first to jump onto the stage.

"Good!" the people around him called out.

Wen Mo observed the steward of the field, thinking that he would be embarrassed or helpless. These people just treat him as a show.

However, Steward Tian waved his hand magnanimously, suppressed it again, and signaled everyone not to make too loud noises.

Everyone should have seen a lot, and the steward of Hetian cooperated very tacitly, and as soon as his hand was pressed, they stopped talking, and stared at the stage with their eyes.

"Our rules are actually very simple, that is, to identify medicinal materials, everyone knows that there are not many medicinal materials that we need you to identify, only one hundred and fifty-two, and they are all fixed, and they have not changed so far. Steward Tian said, very proud.

He was not only proud of his affiliation with the Qiqian Medicine Workshop, but also very proud, which was the most correct choice in his life.

Qiqian Alchemy Workshop is the largest alchemy workshop in Wulian Town, and the rest can't even be called a workshop, they can only be called shops or shops, just because they don't have an alchemist to back them up.

That's right! There are not only a dozen pharmacists in the Qiqian Alchemy Workshop, but also two alchemists, which can only be invited by the mayor and other powerful people.

"Know!" The voices of the onlookers below were loud and resounded through the sky, and a flock of birds flew in the sky, all of which were so frightened that one fell.

Steward Tian nodded with satisfaction, stretched out his hands again, pressed down, and everyone closed in cooperation.

"Okay, then let's get started now!"

"Good!"

Wen Mo and the rest of the people stood on the stage, Wen Mo quietly looked at the plates on the table, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately, they all knew each other.

"Two incense sticks, write down all the herbs and hand in the answers. "The herbs are arranged in order, and there is a stack of papers at the beginning," each person takes four pieces of paper, and if it is not enough, it will not be provided. ”

At the same time, it is also examining the handwriting of the people.

As an apprentice, literacy is a must, and it is necessary to write clearly.

Scribbling is something that can only be done above the level of a medicine man, and the average apprentice must have a clear handwriting, because no one will specifically read their handwriting. Moreover, they also have to identify the handwriting of the pharmacist, which is a compulsory practice.

Wen Mo took the paper, did not use his eyes to see, just used his divine sense to observe, and recognized all the medicinal materials.

She felt more and more settled. These one hundred and fifty-two kinds of medicinal materials were all known to her when she was a child, so it was not difficult, and she wrote most of them in a few clicks.

She quietly looked at the others, most of them frowning and thoughtful, while others were full of confidence.

Wen Mo's hand paused, could it be that these herbs were difficult to identify......?

Winmer looked at the paper on which he was still one word away. She silently finished the last word, and if she didn't write the last word, nothing would change. So...... Let's write it down.

When he was done, Wen Mo put down his pen and stood still for a moment, looking left and right.

The onlookers below watched energetically and secretly discussed, "That person seems to be very powerful, and he has already written most of it." ”

"That person too, looking at his gaze, there should be more than a dozen medicinal herbs. ”

That person couldn't do it, he kept frowning, and he hesitated when he wrote, and he didn't move his pen a few times. ”

"What about that person, he's already done writing? "The man was talking about Warmer.

"I'm done, I think I've finished writing everything I know!" said one of them, slightly sarcastically, with a slight sour taste in it.

"I think so, I've read it many times, and I haven't seen anyone write it so quickly, so I guess I want to give it a try. ”

"He looks like this, and he still looks around, maybe he wants to cheat......"

"Yes...... is a little likely"

……

Wen Mo's mind was sharp, and he heard the voices of the people, and his head was full of black lines. Am I that ugly? It's not good to judge people by their appearance! And! Hmph! I'll surprise you later.

Wen Mo snorted coldly in her heart, she wants to carry forward the reputation of the Wen family, although she can't reveal her identity now, but she can't lose her grandfather's reputation!

Fortunately, she was not the only one who stopped writing, so she was not so conspicuous, and Tian Steward only glanced at it a few times, but did not look at it much.

"The time has come. The two pillars of incense were quickly lit, leaving behind a gray soot.

"Now write your name on your paper and hand it in. With a wave of his hand, five people came to the stage, looked at everyone's papers one by one, and took them back one by one.

After handing in the papers, Wen Mo thought he was waiting to revise them. But he didn't want to, so Steward Tian took a look at the scroll twice, and let people take it into the house.

He spoke on the stage and said, "What you have to do now is to tell the medicinal properties of the herbs you just wrote. ”

As he spoke, several pharmacists in white robes came out.

The fiery eyes of everyone looked at the past, but those people turned a blind eye and were very calm, and they had long been accustomed to these gazes.

There were five pharmacists, and eighteen people were divided into five groups, two groups of five, and three groups of six.

Winmer was divided into groups of six. The people around them were wary of each other, and their eyes did not relax between them.

Wen Mo didn't know the rules because he hadn't tried it, but he was secretly vigilant.

At this time, she found that the pharmacist to whom she belonged spoke, "Seeing the shape of the red heart, what is the medicinal property?"

"I!" One person was the first to raise his hand, and then spoke: "See the shape of the red heart in the shape of the heart, see the flower heart of the red flower, hot in nature, red in color, mainly used to make the body refining spirit liquid Jin Hao liquid." ”

"Return to the heart. He asked again.

"I!" another person replied, "the heart branch is the heart of the branch, including its branches and leaves, collectively called the heart branch." There are three leaves, and the more leaves, the thinner the branches, and the better the quality. It is often used for Guixinsan, Guiyuansan and other medicines that calm the mind or restore the Yuan force. ”

……

After answering the question three times, Wen Mo understood that this was a rush to answer, and whoever raised his hand first would answer first.

And not everyone can react immediately. For example, the one next to Wen Mo was always with a sad face, and every time one of them answered correctly, he would sigh, as if he was desperate.