"Good! Boy, you've got a kind! I remember you! Cao Fatzi gritted his teeth and pointed at Ouyang Yuntian and said, but looking at his expression and gaze, it didn't look like he wanted to do anything, but more like he wanted to vent his emotions.

"Kid has heard of the Alchemist Guild, right? Are you interested in becoming an apprentice pharmacist? Seeing that Ouyang Yuntian didn't pay attention to his cruel words, Cao Fatzi began to tempt him as a pharmacist.

"No, no, no, with my qualifications, how can I be qualified to be a distinguished pharmacist."

Ouyang Yuntian hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head, he had just cheated this fat man, if he worshipped him as a teacher, then he would have to be tortured by the dead fat man to the point that he was not human, and with the thing in his mind, he still needed to worship him as a teacher?

And Ouyang Yuntian was sure in his heart that the reason why this fat man wanted to take him as an apprentice was that he must have beaten this idea in his heart, and this dead fat man must want revenge.

This time, Ouyang Yuntian misunderstood the middle-aged fat man, although he really wanted to clean up Ouyang Yuntian, but more of a love for talent, the reason why he said it now was just to save a little lost face.

"Well, a simple apprenticeship will do, and as for those things, I'll take them as a gift for you."

Cao Fatzi folded his hands behind his back, closed his eyes and nodded silently, pretending to be a master of the world, as if he hadn't heard Ouyang Yuntian's refusal.

"Hey, fat brother, are you so thick-skinned? I refused, alas. Hearing the words of the middle-aged fat man, Ouyang Yuntian ruthlessly rejected him again, and his expression was very exaggerated, looking at each other like looking at a fool.

"What? You refused? Do you know how many people want to be apprenticed under me? Are you a pig? Haven't you heard of the profession of pharmacist? ……”

Cao Fatzi opened his eyes suddenly, and then asked a series of questions in a voice close to roaring, and suddenly the nearby stall owners cast strange glances.

This fat man must not be a liar, he doesn't look like a pharmacist no matter how he looks like that, and what is the difference between his behavior and words and the treacherous merchants in the market, these are the inner thoughts of the nearby stall owners at this time. This fat man really doesn't look like a good person at all.

Of course, no one dares to say it directly, even if a pharmacist is unbearable, his identity is there, and this dead fat man is also a magister.

This made the people around him even more amazed, but they didn't know what level of pharmacist this fat man was, and the other party was not wearing a rank medal unique to the Alchemist Guild.

Pharmacist is a collective term for the two professions of alchemist and pharmacist, among which alchemist has a long history of alchemy, and has super strict requirements for both techniques and medicinal materials.

After the Great War in Ancient Times, alchemy began to decline slowly after the loss of some important codexes, but with the value and influence of the elixir, this did not affect the status of alchemists in the world.

The efficacy of the elixir of the same level will be much higher than that of the apothecary, and the pharmacist is a profession that only began to rise after the war, and the god of the pharmacist has forcibly promoted the profession of the rising star of the pharmacist to the same level as the alchemist with his otherworldly alchemy.

Alchemy is mainly made into potions after neutralization with medicinal herbs and some demon beast crystal nucleus ores, although the entry will be a little easier than that of an alchemist, but if you want to master them, the two are basically comparable.

The popularity of medicinal elixirs in low-level monks far exceeds that of elixirs, because the elixirs can be mass-produced in batches at one time, so the price is relatively much cheaper, and of course, this batch is only relative to a furnace of only a few pills.

It is great that a potion can be mixed with more than ten bottles at a time, as long as some potion masters can ensure that more than twenty bottles can be dispensed and the quality can be guaranteed.

As for the alchemists, they have always taken the high-end route, and the pills that occasionally flow out of the market are relatively popular and ordinary, such as the body refining pill that Ouyang Yuntian used not long ago, and most of the rest of the alchemists are refining pills for special people to earn resources.

The two professions are different but also have something in common, and alchemy is born out of alchemy, just like a simplified version of alchemy and then improved.

Therefore, the effect of many pills and pills is the same, but the difference is that the effect of pills is mild and gradual, while the effect of pills is more vigorous, and often a miraculous effect will appear as soon as it is taken, but the effect of strong medicine is often accompanied by huge side effects.

It is these two differences that make them suitable for two classes, the elixir is suitable for cultivation and healing, and the elixir is more suitable for combat.

Ouyang Yuntian didn't pay attention to the roaring Cao Fatzi, if he wanted to become a pharmacist, it would be easy, he had all the memories of this in his mind, and he still had a magic weapon that hadn't been revealed, otherwise he wouldn't dare to think about that plan.

"Don't be embarrassed by me, I'm not that material." Although he was muttering in his heart, Ouyang Yuntian did not snub this fat man, and people were also kind enough to help him.

Ouyang Yuntian didn't expect this fat man's reaction to be even more violent than Zhao Qiankan's, could it be that he really had the spirit of a king?

Otherwise, why would these people all compete to accept him as a disciple, and he didn't show any talent for pharmacists.

"Okay, don't regret it, kid." The middle-aged fat man was obviously not lightly affected by Ouyang Yuntian, and he did not continue to pester Ouyang Yuntian.

The middle-aged fat man shook his sleeve robe and walked in the direction of the staircase, and before going down the stairs, he didn't forget to look back at Ouyang Yuntian.

Ouyang Yuntian didn't pay attention to this, he continued to clean up the things on the stall by himself, and after a while, it was packed, a whole half of the beast skin bag, and there were a lot of miscellaneous things inside.

Ouyang Yuntian didn't go any further, now he just wanted to find a quiet place to study the sword well.

When he passed through the acquisition area downstairs, he handed over all the miscellaneous things to Uncle Li to deal with, and he only left a few demon beast crystal nuclei and a few codexes.

And Uncle Li also handed him a black card, which is a memory card, which is equivalent to the bank card of the previous world, with which you can exchange gold coins and exchange spirit stones in major trading houses.

This kind of card is produced for the convenience of monks, after all, not everyone can have a space storage, if you go out with a silver ticket, you may be damaged at any time in battle, let alone go out with gold coins, every time you go out, you will not be tired to death.

Compared to the previous life, the memory card here is not so convenient, it only serves the role of storage, and if you want to make a transaction, you still have to get a trading house.

After putting away the memory card, Ouyang Yuntian did not stay, and after Uncle Li dealt with it, he would help him deposit the gold coins sold into his card, which is also a unique service of the exchange, which can deposit and withdraw gold coins on behalf of customers.

Before he knew it, it was close to dusk, and there were still two or three hours before tonight's auction, during which Ouyang Yuntian wanted to rush home first to verify the sword in his hand.

Qingyun Town in the evening is very lively, the street stalls are overcrowded, and the entrance of the exchange is even more crowded with traffic is difficult to walk, too many people have rushed to the Qingyun Exchange today, I think it is also related to tonight's auction.

Ouyang Yuntian didn't look at the crowd of people, he dodged left and right and walked towards the gate of the town, there was an endless stream of carriages at the gate of the town, and the soldiers in charge of standing guard and collecting fees were already sweating profusely.

If you don't have the identity card of the townspeople, you have to charge a fee to enter the town, which is also one of the important sources of tax revenue in the town, of course, there are hundreds of outsiders who come and go every day in the previous town.

This is the first time that a situation like this has appeared, thanks to today's auction, and the stall owners in the town are also destined to make a lot of money today, there are at least seven or eight thousand people in this car, and most of these people are monks, which has never been seen in Qingyun Town before.

Ouyang Yuntian didn't stay for long, after leaving the city gate, he continued to run wildly with the wind spirit technique, and in less than ten minutes he returned to the slightly dilapidated cabin, which seemed quiet because it was far away from the town.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Ouyang Yuntian took out the sword from the Heavenly Mandate Bracelet, just now he had to put it into the Heavenly Mandate Bracelet due to the dense flow of people, at that time, the streets were full of people, but no one would notice that a sword disappeared out of thin air.