The little lion I picked up is the Reichsmarshal

After eating, Shen Qingzhou played with the four little ones in the yard with a small toy.

The little white lion squatted at his feet, showing no interest in the cub's playfulness.

Throwing the plush ball picked up by the little fox out again, seeing the serious little white lion from the corner of the eye, Shen Qingzhou raised her eyebrows, and touched the tip of the little white lion's nose with the feather cat teasing stick in her hand.

In exchange for the suspicious gaze of the other party.

Shen Qingzhou chuckled, and then when playing with the other cubs, she would harass the little white lion from time to time.

The little white lion was helpless and wanted to leave, but he was hugged by Shen Qingzhou just two steps away.

Surrounded by the light herbal fragrance, the little white lion couldn't help but curl the tip of its tail.

Shen Qingzhou didn't speak, but rua shook his head.

The little white lion took it for granted and found a comfortable place to nest down. It had no expression on its face, but the frequency of wagging the tip of its tail revealed a hidden good mood.

The little fox ran back with the ball in his mouth, saw the little white lion on Shen Qingzhou's lap, paused, the ball fell from his mouth, and rolled away.

Why is this lion so scheming!

Everyone is playing, just let it slip into brother Zhouzhou's arms!

Too shameless!

Facing the sad and angry eyes of the little fox, the little white lion opened its paw pads slightly, and curled up again.

It's not the legs it crawls on its own initiative, so why look at it like this?

Also, this little fox is too jealous, right?

A certain little white lion who was more jealous than a little fox, but refused to show it out of shame, and refused to admit it from the bottom of his heart, sighed.

Then Shen Qingzhou scratched her chin, narrowing her eyes comfortably and thinking about it.

After playing for a while, it's time to go back to the house and sleep.

After taking a shower, Shen Qingzhou was a little thirsty and planned to eat ice cream.

As a result, as soon as he opened the door of the small refrigerator, the little mangosteen-like plush paw pad firmly pressed his hand.

Shen Qingzhou lowered his head, met the disapproving gaze of the little white lion, he couldn't help laughing, "What? You want to eat too?"

The little white lion nibbles Shen Qingzhou's finger and drags it aside, then closes the small refrigerator.

It ran to the water dispenser, raised its paw and pointed to the hot water level, signaling Shen Qingzhou to drink that.

"You let me drink hot water?" Shen Qingzhou's mouth twitched slightly.

The little white lion nodded.

Shen Qingzhou ate three ice creams during the day today, and drank half a bottle of iced coke at dinner just now, and now he is going to bed and eating iced things, can his stomach take it?

However, the old dean couldn't control him, so the little white lion could only do it by himself.

"But I don't like drinking hot water." Shen Qingzhou pouted and continued to take ice cream.

The little white lion hurried back to stop him.

After some entanglement, Shen Qingzhou surrendered, "All right, all right, I won't eat."

In other people's homes, the adults are in charge of the cubs, why is it the other way around?

With a helpless sigh, Shen Qingzhou made a cup of sweet milk powder.

He grabbed the little white lion's soft ears, and whispered, "Tsk, little butler!"

The little white lion remained calm, but the tip of its tail was slightly raised.

After drinking the milk, Shen Qingzhou brushed her teeth under the urging of the little white lion.

Looking in the mirror at the young man with happy eyes and brows, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

However, the feeling of being in charge is not bad.

At least I am cared about.

After brushing her teeth and going out, Shen Qingzhou picked up the little white lion and put it to bed.

Burying his face into the little white lion's soft fur and rubbing it twice, he sighed contentedly, then squeezed the little white lion's soft paw pads, and said softly, "Good night, little guy."

The little white lion shook his ears, slipped into Shen Qingzhou's arms, and closed his eyes.

Unknowingly, it has gotten used to falling asleep surrounded by Shen Qingzhou's herbal fragrance.

***

After a while, Shen Qingzhou passed all the primary potions three times, and then began to study the intermediate potions.

The difficulty of refining intermediate potions is a little higher, and there are more types of herbs that need to be used, and the process is more complicated, and it will fail if you are not careful.

But these are really nothing in the eyes of the former heavenly alchemist.

It wasn't until the refining of advanced potions that Shen Qingzhou encountered a little trouble, but it was quickly resolved.

In just a few days, the shelves in the pharmacy room were filled with pharmacy tubes, which was very spectacular.

If anyone in the industry is here, they will definitely be intimidated by the wide variety of high-level potions.

After mastering the medicines that she could come into contact with proficiently, Shen Qingzhou couldn't sit still, and started messing around again.

He is not the kind of step-by-step temperament, and he prefers to challenge unknown things, but not all medicinal liquids can be fused, so from this day on, there are often violent explosions in the pharmacy, and occasionally Shen Qingzhou can be heard laughing happily .

The little white lion was frightened a few times, even if Shen Qingzhou was fine, it didn't dare to let this "bear child" make trouble in the pharmacy alone.

So every time Shen Qingzhou enters the refining potion, it has to follow and stare at it.

The little white lion didn't know about potions, but he could tell that the potions refined by Shen Qingzhou looked very good.

In addition, during this period of time, Shen Qingzhou was preparing for the pharmacist assessment, so it took a lot of effort to get someone to contact the vice president of the Imperial Pharmacy Association, S-level pharmacist Huang Zetian, and invite him to come to An Nanxing.

Huang Zetian was so focused on the potion that he didn't bother to care about the world, and he didn't want to get involved with the throne.

Of course, he also has this arrogant capital.

What the little white lion values ​​is that he protects his weaknesses. Shen Qingzhou is very talented, and will definitely attract the attention of the higher authorities in the future. In case the old emperor and the second prince are eyeing him and want to threaten and lure him, there will be people protecting him.

In order to pave the way for Shen Qingzhou, the little white lion was really worried.

Shen Qingzhou didn't know what the little white lion did for him behind his back, and he was still addicted to various experiments and couldn't extricate himself.

If it wasn't for the little white lion staring at him and dragging him out by his trouser legs at mealtime and sleep time, he would probably spend days and nights in the pharmacy without eating or drinking.

This tinkering really made him figure out something. Shen Qingzhou even used low-level herbs to prepare many high-level medicines, which greatly reduced the cost.

He nodded with satisfaction, maybe he could make a fortune by relying on this in the future.

Half a month later, Shen Qingzhou signed up for the junior pharmacist examination in the branch of Annanxing Pharmacy Association.

Junior pharmacists have a low threshold and can apply without special training.

Now that you have decided to live well in this world, you must have the necessary means of survival.

Shen Qingzhou signed up for the junior pharmacist examination just to get a formal qualification certificate.

The edge star is chaotic, and the chaotic area is even more mixed, so he can easily sell the pills, and the formal channels will not accept his things casually.

It is easier to do things after getting the qualification certificate.

The little white lion saw him smiling with the optical brain, and looked over curiously, then calculated the time, and was relieved to be sure that it would be in time.

On the day of the assessment, the old dean specially got up early and made him a deep-fried dough stick and two fried eggs, and asked him to eat before going.

Shen Qingzhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she also accepted the old dean's kindness.

After getting off the suspension car and entering the Pharmacy Association, Shen Qingzhou attracted the attention of countless people with her outstanding appearance and elegant demeanor.

"Well, may I ask why you came to the Pharmacy Association?" The little girl with a high ponytail and a white overalls ran over with a shy blush on her face.

Facing Shen Qingzhou's beautiful amber eyes, her heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly lowered her head, but she couldn't help sneaking a peek.

Shen Qingzhou smiled slightly, "My name is Shen Qingzhou. I signed up for the junior pharmacist assessment on the official website before, and I was notified to come here today."

"So that's the case, please follow me." The little girl led the way attentively.

"Are you from another planet? I haven't seen you before." The little girl turned on the light screen and asked Shen Qingzhou to sign in with her fingerprints.

"I'm from Edge Star." Shen Qingzhou answered generously.

"Border star?" The little girl was stunned for a moment, and then she looked at Shen Qingzhou again, with a bit of confusion on her face.

"What's wrong?" Shen Qingzhou raised her eyebrows.

"Ah, it's nothing, I just don't think you look like—"

Before the little girl finished speaking, she was interrupted by a disdainful voice, "Which pharmacy school did you graduate from? Why are you not a junior pharmacist at such an age?"

"The pharmacist still needs to ask these questions?" Shen Qingzhou looked at the other party, and her tone was much colder.

"Mr. Shen, don't pay attention to him, he's just like this." The little girl curled her lips behind the arrogant young man's back, showing a disgusted expression, obviously she looked down on him very much.

"Cut, isn't it just a country bumpkin from the border star, what a mess!"

The more the little girl helped Shen Qingzhou speak, the more ugly the young man's face was, and the more unscrupulous his speech became.

"Song Ming, don't go too far!" The little girl was dissatisfied and glared at the young man.

"I went too far?" Song Ming sneered, "Where did I go too far? Isn't he just a bumpkin from a marginal star?"

I thought that Shen Qingzhou would become angry when he said this, but it would be better if he could get rid of his popularity.

As a result, Shen Qingzhou was very calm, and glanced at the work card on his chest, and asked calmly, "Can I complain to him?"

The little girl was stunned, with a bit of trouble on her face.

The reason why Song Ming was so arrogant in the branch of the Pharmacy Association was because his cousin was the branch president of the An Nanxing branch of the Pharmacy Society.

The branch president is usually unsmiling and very serious, but everyone guesses that he must be different to the juniors in his family.

In addition, although Song Ming's nostrils are on the top of his head, he is a graduate of Imperial Pharmacy College, and he is one of the few A-level pharmacists here. Not surprisingly, he will become the branch president of the Annanxing Branch of the Pharmacy Association in the future.

Offending him is tantamount to ruining one's future.

"Oh~ I said why he has such an attitude. It turns out that he is a related household." Shen Qingzhou understood the meaning of the little girl, and a trace of interest flashed in his eyes.

Hearing that Shen Qingzhou wanted to complain against him, Song Ming was shocked.

Outsiders thought that the branch president would definitely protect his weaknesses, so they gave way to him everywhere.

But in fact, because he is the junior in the family, the requirements are even stricter.

If the branch president finds out that he is bullying others, he will definitely be furious.

But Song Ming is not a fool, he just picks out the kind of soft persimmons, so until now no one dares to go to the branch president to complain.

Now listening to Shen Qingzhou saying that he is a related household, Song Ming is not ashamed, but proud, his back is quietly straightened, and the arrogance in his tone can be seen clearly, obviously thinking that Shen Qingzhou is afraid.

"As long as you know."

"So, how should I complain to him?" Shen Qingzhou asked the little girl with a smile.

"Hey?"

"The pharmacist qualification certificate can be obtained anywhere, and there are not many opportunities to complain about mocking staff. How can I miss such a good thing?" Shen Qingzhou smiled even brighter.

His words, which were obviously meant to be vengeful, coupled with his pretty face and languid voice, made it hard to be hated.

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