Chapter 51: You Think Too Much
The herbs grown here are all common herbs. They are all staggered and disorderly planted, not categorized.
A faint scent of herbs fills the nose, which, combined with the description in the book, is easy to recognize.
Xiao Meng identified the clusters as he walked along the path.
Not going far, Xiao Meng turned around and looked at Haoyue who was following him, "Haoyue, what are the positions of this plantation, have you understood?" ”
Haoyue was stunned, paused and said, "The slave doesn't know much, I only heard that there is a position of herb picker in the plantation, so that is a very noble job in the Gu family?" Not only is the income high, but also the status is high, and there are many privileges in the Gu family! ”
"Herb picker? Why is the herb picker so noble in the Gu family? "Isn't it normal drudgery?
Xiao Meng was a little surprised.
Haoyue nodded.
"Miss, you may have forgotten that the Gu family is a herbal medicine planting and trading, and the most covetous thing is that the Gu family has a mysterious natural planting area. This is a place that the average person doesn't know where it is.
But the Gu family does indeed have such a mysterious place that produces all kinds of rare medicinal materials, and the medicinal effect is half better than that of other places, which is the envy of other big families.
No one knows where the precious herbs will grow, and if you want to pick the herbs on demand, you need a distinguished herb picker.
The Gu family's planting is all haphazardly planted, and I heard that there is a secret here.
Finding a specific herb that is old enough in the mess of herbs also requires a dedicated herb picker.
Therefore, the position of a medicine picker is extremely noble in the Gu family. ”
Hearing this, Xiao Meng's interest came.
On the one hand, Xiao Meng wants to further study medicinal materials, on the one hand, Xiao Meng wants to make money, and on the other hand, he also wants to improve his status in the Gu family as soon as possible.
With a hint of joy on his face, Xiao Meng inquired carefully, "Then tell me again, how much does this herb picker earn?" What are the requirements for me to be a pharmacist? ”
Haoyue shook her head, "I don't know how detailed it is, I'm all hearsay." If you are interested, you can go to the planting hall and ask for details. ”
Gladly went.
The moon led the way to the plantation hall.
The plantation hall is surrounded by the middle of the plantation and is a five-storey building, with the first floor for planting, the second floor for identification, the third floor for junior herb collectors, the fourth floor for intermediate and senior herb collectors, and the fifth floor for master herb collectors.
It's just a place to do things, not a house.
At the planting hall, many people in brown shirts walked by, and some people sat together to discuss the impact of this year's weather conditions on the growth of the herbs.
When you enter the hall, you can see a large leaflet pasted on the wall, with dark green block letters on it, rolling pages and playing different messages.
Never underestimate the wisdom of cultivating immortals, with spells, without relying on science, you can also create a lot of convenience in life.
This is Xiao Meng's perception.
Xiao Meng walked to the bottom of the leaflet under the strange gaze of everyone in the planting hall and read it carefully, there were some work arrangements in the planting hall in front of him, and he swept it slightly, and after a while, he saw something that Xiao Meng was interested in.
It was the campaign of the herb picker.
The eighty-third election of the pharmacist. The pharmacist election is held once a year. The purpose of the campaign is to excavate new pharmacists, and secondly, to evaluate the original pharmacists and evaluate the junior high school masters.
Different levels, treatment and status are naturally completely different.
At the intermediate level or above, it takes time and achievement contribution accumulation, and it is not just about ability, and it has nothing to do with Xiao Meng for the time being.
Xiao Meng saw the column of junior medicine pickers.
The main content of the assessment is the familiarity with the habits and characteristics of various herbs, followed by the understanding of the living environment of various herbs, and the rapid identification of the quality of the herbs.
Successfully assessed as a junior pharmacist, there are really a lot of monthly salaries. There is a minimum of at least 10 gold baht per month, and a commission is divided according to the value and quantity of the drugs collected, and on average, the highest monthly price can be more than 100 gold baht.
This value is extremely tempting for Xiao Meng, who bought four raw materials for refining Dao Qiandan for more than 100 gold baht.
If you can have 100 gold baht a month, plus some other extra money, you can buy four materials every month, and in this way, refining the Dao Qiandan is just around the corner.
If you are promoted from a junior herb collector to an intermediate, senior, or even master, then the treatment is even more impressive.
Xiao Meng seemed to see a smooth way to get rich, and his heart was full of infinite hope to get out of the predicament.
At this time, a man about thirty years old dressed in a cyan robe walked towards Xiao Meng, stopped at Xiao Meng's side and looked at the flyer screen, and laughed out loud.
"You want to be a herb picker?" Tongue-in-cheek.
Xiao Meng turned around and asked, "What?" Can't you? ”
"Could you please take a look at the requirements below? Do you think you fit the bill? ”
Xiao Meng looked back when he heard this. She was about to see the candidacy conditions column just now.
I saw that it was written, 'The registration conditions for junior pharmacists are to be engaged in herbal medicine cultivation for at least three years in the Gujia Plantation Hall, and to engage in herbal medicine identification for at least two years, and those who meet all the above conditions will be eligible to participate in the election!' ’
Undoubtedly, Xiao Meng is afraid that none of them are compliant.
Xiao Meng understood that in the past, Gu Yuxun was developing in the direction of cultivating immortals, and having a handwritten book of medicinal herbs was just to supplement the indispensable medicinal herb knowledge of the Gu family because he wanted to marry the young master of Gu. She didn't work in the plantation.
Xiao Meng frowned and thought about it, although the two are hard indicators, they should not be too rigid. Isn't it true that a person who has not been engaged in cultivation and herb identification must not be able to become a herb picker if he has the ability and knowledge to do so?
If you are very familiar with the growth habits of herbs, and have sufficient judgment on the age and properties of herbs, you will be able to become an excellent herb picker.
At least Xiao Meng thinks he can.
The list of herbs and information in Hong Xu's true recipe are very complete, it already exists in Xiao Meng's consciousness, and he only needs to learn through comprehension to integrate it into Xiao Meng's own memory.
After memorizing, those contents became very real, as if Xiao Meng had really been exposed to herbs and learned them, and there was no need to memorize them by rote. These are not just simple words in books, but memories, real experiences.
Xiao Meng has been frantically learning all kinds of herbs these days, digesting and memorizing all kinds of herbs that are or are not available outside in Hong Xu's true recipe, and the speed of learning can be described as a thousand miles a day, and the theoretical accumulation is definitely no worse than that of any medicine picker.
Even some special herbs, which are little known in the herb world outside, are only slightly superficial, but Hong Xu's true recipe is very detailed; There are also some medicinal herbs that I don't know at all outside, but in the refining of pills, the effect is the best.
This is Xiao Meng's advantage.
How can you be blocked just because of a basic condition for running for election?
Everything is possible, and there are special things.
Xiao Meng stubbornly wanted to give it a try.
"Can't there be some exceptions? For example, if a person really understands medicinal herbs, even better than ordinary herb pickers, for these people, will they not even be given a chance to participate in the competition? ”
The man looked up to the sky and laughed and walked away, "I can only say that you think too much." This is a rule made by the head of the family, the master of medicine and the elder of the planting hall, if you want privileges, unless you have real ability, and you must be able to pass the level of the head of the family! ”
The man shook his head and walked away, and the others smiled and deliberately asked each other, "Brother Jin, what is so funny?" ”
A person next to him helped answer, "Brother Jin is too polite to her." If the herb picker is so good, why can't I, who has been in the plantation hall for more than ten years, even squeeze in the appraiser? There are a lot of appraisers for seven or eight years above, and she has not been able to become a medicine collector every year, and she is really whimsical! ”
"She used to be a cultivation genius, so she thought that this pill could also be achieved with a little qualification and momentum?"
"Yes, this is a hard job, without at least seven or eight years of accumulation, I don't dare to say that I have entered the industry!"
"Brother Jin, this campaign, I am optimistic about you, I admired you as early as when you were still engaged in planting. Any kind of herb, like the meat you cut off from your own body, very familiar, now I have been in the appraiser for two years, but I am afraid that I will be out of reach, this time the pharmacist election, the junior pharmacist promotion has a total of ten places, but I dare to say, the first place is definitely your brother Jin! ”
Brother Jin smiled silently, stretched out his hand to stop a young man who had newly picked an egg-shaped grass and came back, his nose moved slightly and he sniffed and said, "The egg-shaped grass must take more than a hundred years to exert 100% medicinal effect, this is only a seventy-eight year old egg-shaped grass, why did you pick it back?" ”
The young man was shocked, "Ah, is it only seventy-eight years?" I have carefully identified it according to what my master taught, how can it be a hundred and fifty years? Shouldn't it? ”
Someone next to him immediately interjected, "Hurry up and plant it back while there is still life, Brother Jin can't fake it!" Don't thank Brother Jin yet, if you let your master know, you will be scolded! ”
Brother Jin smiled and didn't speak, turned around and went up to the second floor.
The young man turned back in gratitude and dejection to plant the egg-shaped grass back.
Xiao Meng glanced at the egg-shaped grass that the young man was holding through the person, and the color of the leaf edge was between blue-gray and blue-black, which was enough to be sure, indeed, it was only seventy-eight years old.
It seems that the one named Brother Jin is a strong competitor.
The other party relies on the nose to smell the smell and distinguish the medicine.
Xiao Meng, mainly relying on a pair of eyes, a pair of sharp eyes that was trained by his grandmother picking up waste products in his previous life, coupled with the eyes of crystal pupils, can accurately distinguish the medicinal properties and years of medicinal materials by relying on subtle changes in color and form.
How can such a talent be buried?
Xiao Meng pulled the shocked Haoyue and turned around and walked out of the planting hall.