Interstellar Pharmacist

Tang Xin arrived at the designated place, but didn't see the cheap father, only the housekeeper was there.

The butler bent his knees slightly and smiled kindly, "Miss Eight, let me introduce you to the collection process. Before you leave home, you can collect the goods with the total value of the warehouse not exceeding 50,000 credits. The goods are calculated according to the market price. It’s up to you. In addition, you can choose a subordinate trained by the Tang family as a guard, sign the contract, and leave with you."

The degree of freedom is quite high. Tang Xin thought for a while, "Where will I be sent? What will I do there?"

A strange color flashed in the butler's eyes. He has stayed in the Tang family for more than 30 years and has received many people. Not many people can ask this question before choosing.

Most people run into the warehouse happily, always spending credit to choose something they like.

Choose according to hobbies, but not so comprehensive. When I chose, I didn't feel anything. When I left the Tang family and got into trouble, most of them began to regret, and used to waste credit on useless things.

He has ever met the most exaggerated one, buying antique vases, golden nanmu chairs and other luxury items at all credit points. When I arrived at the store, it was empty and there was no food, completely dumbfounded. In order to realize cash as quickly as possible, luxury goods can only be sold at low prices. After tossing back and forth, resources directly shrank by one-third.

A small group of people first ask about the situation and have a general plan in mind. Then according to the plan, targeted resources are selected to form a system.

You know, those who can do this detail are generally well mixed.

The steward looked more respectful, "The Tang family has properties on many planets. You can choose one of them to go. You will get a shop on that planet. As for how the shop operates and what kind of industry it is, it is up to you to decide."

Tang Xin decided immediately, "Take me to the warehouse."

Tang Xin followed the butler and watched him pass a waist card to the guard, who let it go after seeing the waist card.

As soon as he entered the warehouse, Tang Xin couldn't help but be speechless. The warehouse is so big that you can't see it at a glance. Things are divided into areas according to categories, neatly arranged on shelves, and each area is managed by a dedicated person.

Regardless of other things, Tang Xin went straight to the herb area. After seeing the familiar herbs, I was relieved-it looked exactly the same as the herbs in the world she was in, although the names of the herbs were different.

In order to further confirm, she picked up a white Wei and deliberately asked the middle-aged person in charge of management, "This flower is so beautiful, what is it for?"

Herbs are different from others, and only those who have some knowledge of medicinal materials can be employed.

The middle-aged man happily said, "Miss Eight, this is not an ordinary flower, but a herb. Its rhizome not only clears away heat and swells, but can also treat **** heat and poisonous carbuncle, swollen poison, and snake bites. Common antidote."

Tang Xin finally let go, and the medicinal herb was exactly the same as she remembered. Although she has a medical background, it is easy to learn again, but it is best if she can directly use the knowledge in her head.

Tang Xin continued to pick out a few herbs and asked about the efficacy, then walked around the warehouse slowly, and regretfully said to the housekeeper, "There are so many good things, but I can't take them away."

The housekeeper wiped the sweat from his face. There are people who are carefully selected. After two hours of shopping, he didn't choose one thing. He really hasn't met this kind of thing. He was very skeptical in his heart, should this master silently write down what and how many quantities were in the warehouse?

On the face, the butler respectfully said, "Miss Eighth, the guards are waiting in the martial arts ground. Look, should you choose the guard first? Choose slowly after the election?"

"Yes, you lead the way." Tang Xin simply agreed, just leaving more time for her to consider.

In the martial arts field, three men and two women were exposed in the sun, waiting silently.

One person said, "Waiting for two hours, it seems to be a way to give the future guards a slap in the face."

The one next to him said, "This time the owner is probably not good at serving, and I don't know which unlucky ghost will be fancy."

"It depends on which of the four of us has bad luck. How good is it like Yan Hao, who has already been set up by default, just come over to make up the number?" The woman's words revealed envy.

"What are you afraid of?" The last person was particularly bachelor. "There is a three-quarter chance of not being selected!"

The four of you talked very happily.

Suddenly, a low voice sounded, "Article 7 of the Guarding Code, don't arrogantly judge the master."

The others shut up and stood still.

Someone silently complains, looks great? Every day, he is stern, not afraid of frostbite his master.

After a while, Tang Xin followed the butler to the martial arts training ground and looked at the five people curiously.

The housekeeper just wanted to give a brief introduction, Tang Xin waved his hand, "No, I will ask myself."

Pacing slowly to the far left, the first person was a burly man, who looked very safe.

Tang Xin asked, "Gene? Level?"

The big man has a rough voice, "B-level, fourth-level."

The second person was a gentle young man, smiled and greeted her actively, "Hello, Miss Eight."

Tang Xin asked the same question, "Gene? Grade?"

"Gene c-level, a third-level martial artist."

When he walked to the third person, Tang Xin couldn't help but shook his head. She herself is very beautiful, she often looks in the mirror, and is very immune to the handsome and beautiful women. But this one, at the age of twenty-four or five, with a cold face, still surprised her. Once again, the figure is long and the legs are slender.

Without waiting for her to ask questions, a deep voice sounded, "B-level, fourth-level."

Tang Xin just wanted to walk in front of the next person, her nose fluttered, and she smelled a hint of scent. She suddenly held the man's wrist, put her hand under her nose, and sniffed carefully.

If she is not mistaken, this smell is...

The others secretly looked sideways, all surprised.

Bingcu's face did not change, but only slightly frowned.

Fortunately, Tang Xin sniffed, quickly let go of his wrist, and walked towards the fourth person.

It was a cold and glamorous woman with a strong heroic spirit, and she took the initiative to speak proudly, "C-level, fourth-level."

Tang Xin didn't say much, and went to the fifth person.

The baby-faced girl smiled honestly, "Gene c-level, third-level martial artist. But I have a little medical skills."

After shopping around, Tang Xin fell into deep thought.

I have to say that the people cultivated by the Tang family have their own characteristics. The strong man and the ice cube face are good and obviously have potential. Although the Leng Yan woman has a poor genetic level, but a high level, it shows that she is working very hard. Sven youth and baby face are at the bottom of their strength, but Sven youth is approachable and good for business. The baby face can be used for medical skills, and can come in handy in emergency situations.

Tang Xin couldn't help sighing that the talents of the Tang family came out in large numbers, and it was not unreasonable to prosper. Five people are not bad as guards, but they can be used in different places.

"I'll just tell you after you choose, right?" Tang Xin consulted the butler.

The butler nodded, "Yes."

"Well, I want him." Tang Xin pointed his right hand very decisively.

The butler followed, his mouth twitched. What about five people, why do you like this one?

"What's wrong? Didn't you say that anyone can choose?" Tang Xin asked lightly.

The housekeeper coughed slightly, "Miss Eighth does not know something, Yan Hao has been appointed internally." As he said, the housekeeper couldn't help muttering in his heart, this year of the Tang family, right? Whoever looks good, choose who is the guard.

"The default?" Tang Xin searched through the memory in his mind, and smiled after confirming that it was correct. "Does father know? Does the other elders in the family know? I haven't heard that the guard can still be defaulted."

The butler leaned to the side and whispered softly, "It means Young Master Ten."

Ten young master?

"Tang Ning Yi?" Tang Xin thought about it. Tang Ning Yi, grade a gene, grade four martial artist, 18 years old, is one of the most talented among the Tang family. Secretly, people say that the next Patriarch will be his.

The housekeeper nodded, "The ten young master can only choose a personal guard after two years. I am afraid that Yan Hao will be selected away, so he told me early. If someone likes Yan Hao, I hope to choose another person for his sake."

The butler paused and said meaningfully, "Young Master Ten has a bright future in the future. Miss Eight might as well take this opportunity to sell Young Master Ten as a favor. In the future, I am afraid that there will be good returns."

Selling favors? What a big face?

"Since it's not a rigid rule at home," Tang Xin said with an ice cube face, "Yan Hao, right? It's you."

Others have weird expressions. Knowing that the ten young masters had decided but did not change their choices, the eighth young lady was so courageous.

Especially with baby face, she initially said in public that only Yan Hao could not be selected.

The housekeeper panicked a little, "Miss Eighth? This, isn't it good?" He told her the pros and cons, why he insisted on choosing Yan Hao.

Tang Xin chuckles, "The butler analyzed well. But to me, the butler is equivalent to saying that if you are confident that you can resist the tenth brother's revenge, you can pick someone away."

The butler smiled bitterly, "Miss Eighth, why are you an enemy of Young Master Shi? In the future..." Young Master Shi is a grade A gene! Only three or four generations of the Tang family will have a grade a. In the past A-level, which one did not succeed in taking over the Tang family after crushing everyone.

Tang Xin raised her brows and replied meaningfully, "At present, the head of the Tang family is the father, and the housekeeper is busy showing loyalty to the tenth brother now. It is too impatient. Although the tenth brother has high talents, he is domineering and easy to lose heart. It is inevitable that the sky will be angry and people will complain."

The butler's heart beats wildly. To show loyalty to the ten young masters is too much of a charge. Patriarch may laugh when he is in a good mood, in case he hears this rumor when he is in a bad mood... He can't wait to see Young Master Ten as the Patriarch, so he might take Huangquan Road first.

The butler had to be soft and smile carefully, "Miss Eighth, it's me who speaks too much. It is your right to choose who you are willing to choose. I will bring you the words of Young Master Ten. The final choice is up to you."

"I appreciate the housekeeper's kindness." Tang Xin smiled and said, "After listening to the housekeeper, I thought whoever has a good gene and a high level will be the next Patriarch. I'll just say, if it's true, why a group? People ran out. Staying at home to test a gene and measure a level, won’t you be able to choose the head of the house? It’s easy and convenient. Butler, are you right?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Miss Eighth has an extraordinary opinion and has an idea in her heart. Why should I analyze it? I am troubled." The housekeeper wiped sweat on his forehead, "I will arrange for you to sign a contract with Yan Hao."

Yan Hao Bingcu's face remained unchanged, and his right hand was quietly clenched.