Waste wood knows everything

Si Ran put away his casual expression all the time, and scratched the side of his face with his fingertips, showing a rare little apology.

The source of this apology is naturally his series of indifferent speculations about Yun before.

Yun Mo withdrew his arm blocking Siran, but Siran did not continue to move forward.

What Yun Mo said is correct, the manager's cultivation is indeed quite high, if he really stands close, once the manager makes a move, it will still cause trouble for Yun Mo in the end.

Left and right are just talking, you can talk anywhere you stand.

The reason why he wanted to walk over just now was simply because he felt that it would be more imposing to be closer.

Thinking of this, Siran simply stood still, looked at the mocking and impatient steward, pursed his lips, and smiled purely, looking extraordinarily innocent.

"Why are you so excited? I'm still young and I don't know much. You see, I'm only in the Qi refining stage and I don't know much, so I just ask a question. You are so angry for no reason. If you don't know it, you really think I have done something to you." what."

The yelling of the crowd stopped, everyone glanced at the innocent Si Ran, and then at the steward who hadn't had time to withdraw the fierce expression on his face, the balance in their hearts inevitably tilted.

This is not bad. Thinking about it carefully, this young man just questioned the authenticity of the Flowing Grass. Maybe he is a newcomer to alchemy, and some doubts are normal.

Isn't Wanyaolou actually a seller of spiritual plants? This transaction is a mutual one, and the buyer can't bring it up if he has any doubts?This is a bit too domineering.

Thinking of this, many people who had unpleasant experiences in Wanyao Building were reminded of that memory, and their hearts were a little disgusted with the unprovoked rage of the manager.

No matter where it is, it is not a good thing to bring a single big one. As the most famous Lingzhi trading center in Wanling City, Wanyaolou almost monopolizes nearly [-]% of the Lingzhi market.

After Wanyao Building grows bigger and bigger, what it brings is the sense of superiority of the internal personnel.

Especially for the stewards at the bottom who deal in medicinal herbs below the fourth rank, if the buyer has a high cultivation base, that's fine.

However, even if the attitude is bad, you still have to buy the spiritual plant that should be bought. Many monks have been angry here, but they have nowhere to vent it.

Thinking of it this way, whispers gradually started to buzz.

"I didn't see it before, but the steward's words are too much, right? We are here to buy Lingzhi, so why don't you let us talk about it if you have any questions?"

"Wanyaolou has never had this attitude. When I went to buy low-level spiritual plants before, because I didn't wear the alchemy badge, my attitude is completely different from before."

"The price of the four-turn overflowing grass is not low, so it's better to ask before buying."

……

Cultivators are all sharp-eyed, even if everyone lowered their voices and discussed in a low voice, this sentence still continuously penetrated into Siran's ears.

Si Ran glanced at Guan Shi's increasingly ugly face, thinking, this effect is even better than he imagined.

Although he doesn't care what the onlookers think, he's not a masochist either. It's still very unpleasant to hear the cynicism. Now that the source of the unhappiness has been resolved, his mood is better and he can start to get down to business.

Siran gave the treasure book [-]% of its spiritual power, and asked it to call up the method of "how to identify a disguised ghost plant".

He focused on two things, pondering the words that appeared in front of his eyes, and at the same time met the supervisor's eyes.

"Excuse me, are you an alchemist?" Siran asked.

The steward was put in a bad mood by the inexplicably deflected words of the people around him, and said to the instigator of all this with a cold face: "So what? I have been in this Wanyao Building for decades, and I have handled countless things—"

Siran interrupted directly: "You are not an alchemist, so are you a spiritual plant cultivator?"

Lingzhi cultivator is a relatively small sideline job. It is not so popular compared to alchemists. Most of them are monks whose spiritual roots have not reached the standard of alchemists. They are specially born for the cultivation of Lingzhi. In terms of familiarity, it is not inferior to alchemists.

The steward's face trembled, and he said in a strange tone, "So what if it's not?"

"You don't have to be like this, I'm not targeting you personally." Compared with the manager, Si Ran seemed much more straightforward, "As we all know, the spiritual plants purchased by Wanyaolou are all purchased by alchemists or spiritual plant cultivators." Take responsibility, in other words, after listening to my question, what you should do is to inquire and confirm with the relevant personnel responsible for the procurement of this overflowing weed, instead of being so angry that you want to drive people away."

"Whether this spiritual plant is real or not is not your responsibility. You are only responsible for communicating with the guests. There is no need to be so angry. Please be friendly."

The steward took a deep breath: "Friendly? This little friend is really interesting. You come up and say that the overflowing grass of my Wanyaolou is fake and tarnish the reputation of Wanyaolou. Dare I ask if this is considered friendly?"

"You are also very interesting." Siran tilted his head, and lightly threw back what the manager said before, "I wouldn't have been arguing with you for so long because of just three thousand high-grade spirit stones, as for discrediting Wanyaolou. What's more, Wanyao Building is so big, how can I, a small person, be able to smear me, I was almost driven away by you, okay, you say I smeared? Forget it, do it Personally."

Onlookers: "...Pfft."

The manager trembled his fingers, furious: "Then why do you say that my overflowing grass is fake? There are so many people who come to Wanyaolou to buy spiritual plants, and you are the first to say that this spiritual plant is fake." !"

"Thank you, I'm very honored," Siran continued in an exasperated tone, "Wanyao Building has several inspections for spiritual plants above the fifth level, including medicinal properties? May I ask this four-turn overflowing grass to pass?" Have you had a drug test?"

Spiritual plants above Tier [-] have entered the precious category. Naturally, they have to go through many inspections before they can be sold in Wanyaolou. After all, there are no wonders in the world, and herbs that look similar may exist. If a fake spiritual plant is sold, it will harm the alchemist. A batch of pills can cause far more damage than just one herb.

The steward said with a gloomy face: "Nonsense! Every herb in this Wanyao Building has been tested for its medicinal properties—"

"There is no evidence for what you say," Siran shook his head, "Since I raised a question, what you have to do is not to keep saying things like 'Wan Yao Lou has never sold fake medicines' and 'Wan Yao Lou has repeatedly tested'. If it’s not like that, it’s to prove to me that drug testing is not difficult, just do one on the spot.”

The steward rolled his eyes and stared at Siran for a long while, with malice in his eyes: "Why do you want to do this drug test on the spot? Buy it if you want it, and let it go if you don't buy it. My Wanyaolou sells medicines, and when will I listen to your instructions?" gone?"

Siran suddenly felt bored: "I spent three thousand high-grade spirit stones to buy a spirit plant, and I can't even ask for an on-site drug test? Your Wanyao Building is too..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but his expression was quite indescribable.

The crowd of onlookers also exploded in an instant, but before the voice of discussion could be heard, the coercion of Jin Danqi, the steward, was unreservedly released, sweeping the entire area.

Most of the people at the scene were monks below the golden core stage, and everyone fell silent for a moment. As soon as Siran felt the overwhelming pressure, before he had time to use his spiritual power to resist, he was protected by Yun Mo behind him.

Naturally, the steward's cultivation level couldn't compare with Yun Mo's golden elixir stage Dzogchen, and Si Ran only had chest tightness for a moment at the beginning, but soon recovered.

Yun Mo and Xie Rongqing have no intention of making a move yet.

Sword cultivators' swords are born for fighting and killing people, and the current situation is not enough for them to draw their swords.

The steward had known for a long time that there were almost no people with high cultivation in this area.

He enjoyed the feeling of wantonly releasing the coercion of spiritual power, twitched the corners of his mouth, and stared closely at Siran, who only had a head emerging from behind Yun Mo: "My Wanyaolou sells things, who do you want to sell them to?" Who do you sell it to, what's your opinion?"

Siran rolled her eyes gracefully.

The steward was furious in his heart, and was about to say a few more words, but a voice came from afar, mixed with strong spiritual power, and echoed in everyone's ears.

"'My Wanyao Building'? When did this Wanyao Building become yours? You can sell it to whoever you want? Who gave you such a big power? Huh?"

The visitor walked over unhurriedly, and the sound of footsteps sounded, one step after another, and he quickly walked in front of everyone.

This person is wearing a golden high-level cassock, looks about 40 years old, thick eyebrows and big eyes are very decent, with a black badge pinned on his chest, but he looks a little tired, his hair is a bit messy, and he seems to be staying up all night working at his desk After the sense of déjà vu.

When the steward saw this person, his aura suddenly collapsed, he bowed his waist and leaned forward, respectfully said: "Dian Danshi, why are you here? The second floor is just selling some common medicinal herbs. If you need anything, please contact me. We can just say it, and the medicinal herbs will naturally be delivered to your house."

Duan Zhengyi glanced at the crowd: "I'm so happy that I've made a good pill, so I just came out for a stroll."

The steward immediately said: "Congratulations to Alchemist Duan! Alchemist Duan is already a fifth-level alchemist after he is only fifty, which is extremely rare in this Eastern Region, and he must be promoted to the sixth level--"

"I don't need to say compliments," Duan Zhengyi waved his hand, "I never expected that I would see such a good show when I came here by chance. Let me ask you, when did you open this Wanyao Building?" ?”

The steward was startled, and managed to maintain his superficial composure: "Alchemist, you misunderstood, and the little one was just very angry for a while, and asked the alchemist to forgive me for saying something that shouldn't be said. It's just that these few people are really annoying. Smearing the reputation of Wanyaolou, the young one has been in Wanyaolou for decades, and attaches great importance to the reputation of Wanyaolou, and I really don't see others slandering the slightest bit, so I am a little emotional, I am really ashamed."

Duan Zhengyi didn't directly listen to the manager's one-sided words, but looked at Siran: "Do you have anything to say?"

Siran glanced at the information on Duan Zhengyi retrieved from the treasure book, and barely judged that this person had a good character, so he said directly: "Can I trouble you to do a drug test on the four-turn overflowing grass on the cabinet?"

Duan Zhengyi raised his eyebrows: "Four turns overflowing grass?"

He also just came here just now, and just happened to hear the words of the steward, and he didn't understand the cause and effect of the whole thing.

Duan Zhengyi walked to the counter and looked down at the overflowing grass. He was already a fifth-rank alchemist, so he was naturally very familiar with the common fifth-rank spiritual plants.

I saw that he skillfully picked up the overflowing grass, carefully looked at several key places for a while, then lightly sniffed the breath from the leaves, pinched the branches at the root, and said curiously: "I see this plant. Flowing Grass, there is nothing wrong with it, why do you want to do this medicine test?"

The steward with his head lowered at the side was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "That's why I think they are deliberately making trouble, and they are here to discredit Wanyaolou. This overflowing grass is not a particularly rare spiritual plant. Wanyaolou sells spiritual plants so After so many years, how could there be times when the herbs were mistaken?"

Siran didn't even look at the manager, and said vaguely: "It's a kind of intuition."

The steward laughed from the side.

Siran looked at Duan Zhengyi with clear eyes: "Then can we do the drug test?"

Duan Zhengyi smiled. Looking at Siran at his age, he looked like he was looking at a child. He was always tolerant of juniors who hadn't grown up yet.

"Of course." He put down the overflowing grass, "Theoretically speaking, the medicinal property test is a must for every herb before selling it. If a customer has any questions about Lingzhi, it is completely reasonable to ask for an on-site medicinal property test. "

These words undoubtedly slapped the steward in the face, and the steward was a little embarrassed, but said respectfully: "The little one immediately invites the person in charge of testing."

Duan Zhengyi said: "No need, since I'm here, let me do it."

The steward hurriedly said, "How can this bother you—"

Duan Zhengyi: "Or do you think I can't do this test?"

The steward was terrified: "The little ones don't dare."

Duan Zhengyi shook his head, feeling rather displeased with the sincerity and fear of the manager of Wanyao Building.

He took out a golden leaf from the storage bag, wrapped his spiritual power around it, and approached the overflowing grass.

The so-called drug testing is actually based on some unique characteristics of Lingzhi, using items that can react with these characteristics to confirm the integrity of Lingzhi's medicinal properties.

Many spiritual plants seem to be intact on the surface, but most of their medicinal properties are lost inside. Most of the medicinal properties are tested to avoid such situations.

The golden leaf that Duan Zhengyi took out is also a kind of spiritual plant, called the light warbler leaf. When it comes into contact with the overflowing grass, it will be affected by it, and the golden surface will temporarily fade away, revealing the green leaf surface.

The light warbler leaf slowly approached the overflowing grass, the golden light on the surface of the leaf trembled slightly, and seemed to have signs of disappearing.

The steward suddenly sneered and said, "Heh, some people really think they know everything after reading a few pages of the book, but they don't know—"

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly held back in his throat, unable to utter another word.

In front of everyone, the originally gleaming golden warbler leaves did not reveal the green they should have, but were entangled by wisps of black mist that came from nowhere. What should happen next is completely different.

"You, look at the overflowing grass—" someone exclaimed.

I don't know when, the original blue-blue overflowing grass gradually faded its color, and the four entangled branches also limp and sprawled, turning into a sticky black seaweed, with broken leaves and countless tentacles. stick out of it.

What the hell is this!

What surprised everyone even more was that this weird thing actually began to emit golden light, and strands of black tentacles turned into golden leaves, exuding dazzling light.

After this "overflowing grass" turned into a strange black thing, it turned into a light warbler leaf again!

Siran was amazed, and said in his mind: "This ghost grass is quite good. Let's transform it on the spot. The convincing power is much higher than any medicine test."

Baoshu said dryly: 【This ghost grass prefers the new and dislikes the old. It thinks that the light warbler leaves are more beautiful than the overflowing grass, and it is bright enough, so it changed its appearance. 】

Siran: "..."

Treasure book: [One grass behavior, don't raise the entire ghost grass population, other ghost grasses still have ideals and pursuits. 】

Siran: "..."

The author has something to say: Ghost Misty Grass: The golden leaves, I love it.