Royal Alchemist

"What are you laughing at!" Feng Qi was dissatisfied.

"It's nothing." Qiuye rubbed her face, "I have something serious to tell you."

"Let's talk." Feng Qi had an expression of "do you have something to ask me, hurry up and ask".

"I want to make money, but it's not appropriate to sell medicine like before. Do you have an idea?"

ATM machine Feng said: "How much do you want?"

"20 a month, 120 million for half a year."

The cash machine Feng froze a bit: "What do you want so much money for?"

"It's not that I need money, it's Su Tongyang." Qiuye explained Su Tongyang's situation, "I have the money here, I saved some from selling medicine before, and I also saved the prize money from school competitions, but I have to find some way to make money , you can’t just sit and eat.”

Feng Qi thought about it seriously: "If it's just money, it's still affordable, but you and him must be clear, this is a bottomless pit, and it is very likely to be a bottomless pit with no results. If you spend time and money, you will get nothing, but with so much money, if you live the life of ordinary people, you can be rich for a lifetime, is it worth it?"

"He thought about this question..."

"As for making money, I suggest that you consider refining mid-level medicines. I will think of a way for herbal medicines. The important thing is that you can ask Boss Jin for help in selling your finished products, so that you won't attract attention and cause trouble."

Qiu Ye nodded again and again. The main reason why refining medicine remained at the primary level in the past was the problem of raw materials. If Feng Qi can help, it should be able to solve it, and the refining technology can also be improved.

"Actually, I don't know if you have thought about it. Is Su Tongyang willing to take your money? If he just wants money or borrows money, You Zixun can afford it, and you don't need your help at all, although There are some differences, but there will be psychological pressure on him. You should think about making money unilaterally, and it’s best to discuss it with him.”

Qiu Ye sighed, besides making money, this issue really needs to be discussed with Su Tongyang again.

At this time, the communicator reminded the students of the auxiliary department to gather in the classroom. Qiu Ye guessed that it should be about the selection of students from the Royal Academy of Sciences, so she bid farewell to Feng Qi.

When I came to the classroom, many students from the two auxiliary departments had already arrived, and they were all discussing the selection in a low voice.

Qiu Ye saw Jon beckoning, and the two sat in the corner chatting.

"You are from Clark's family and you are going to visit the Academy of Sciences. Isn't there someone from your family in the Academy of Sciences? Can you watch it anytime you want?" Qiuye heard that there are dignified people like Girod in the Combat Department They are not going to compete for the spot, and Safirol will not participate, including Feng Qi, who is not interested in listening to him.

"Our Academy of Sciences is different from their Knights." Jon explained, "When they go to the Knights, they just follow the training a few times, which is not very meaningful, but the observers of the Academy of Sciences can use some of the resources in it, and the authority is the same as that of ordinary researchers. Same. Not only can you obtain some research results that are not highly confidential, but you can also use the laboratory inside. The laboratory of the Academy of Sciences is not comparable to the ordinary alchemy room outside."

Qiu Ye thought of the luxurious alchemy laboratory at home, and he, who was not very active at first, was also moved, and maybe he could learn something he wanted to know in the Academy of Sciences.

When the time came, the dean of the Royal Academy of Sciences, accompanied by the head of the department, walked into the classroom.Akiba thought that the dean of the Academy of Sciences would be a gray-haired old man, but he was very young. He looked like he was in his 30s. wearing white gloves.

The dean of the department made a quiet gesture: "Students, this is Zhu Xifeng, the president of the Royal Academy of Sciences. It is a great honor that Dean Zhu is personally responsible for the selection of this year's students."

The students applauded.

"Dean, please say a few words."

"Thank you." Zhu Xifeng nodded slightly, and glanced coldly at the students below, "Hi everyone..."

Jon turned his head and bit his ear with Qiu Ye: "This Dean Zhu is very powerful, he is a great alchemist. When I was young, he often came to my house to hug me."

Qiu Ye teased: "Are you trying to say that he is strong, or are you showing off that you know him well?"

Jon smiled and said, "His teacher is an elder in my family."

"Show off again!"

"Hey, really, it's a pity that the elder is missing, otherwise he would be the dean."

Zhu Xifeng briefly introduced the situation of the Royal Academy of Sciences, and then announced the selection content.

"My topic is very simple." Zhu Xifeng took out a bottle of potion and a piece of alloy from his white gown, "Choose one, everyone of you who wants to come can come to the stage to have a look, I will give you three days, go back and follow the test." Refining a bottle or synthesizing a piece, I will choose three people among the finished products." Only three people are selected out of nearly five hundred people, the ratio is quite low, and everyone is gearing up.

The students lined up one by one to come to the stage to see the two samples that Zhu Xifeng took out. There was no reminder of the raw materials or refining method, and everything depended on their own observation of the samples. This question was quite difficult.

Qiu Ye was in the queue in a wheelchair, which was very conspicuous, and everyone in front and behind was paying attention to him.

Everyone goes on stage alone without interfering with each other, so it takes a lot of time.Qiu Yekai came to the stage, and the two samples were placed on the table in front of Zhu Xifeng.

With his current strength, refining medicine is about the same level as smelting, but he still chose medicine first.

As usual, I first looked at the color and smelled the smell. Qiuye asked Zhu Xifeng: "Can I pour a drop out and take a look?"

Zhu Xifeng glanced at him first, then suddenly stared at Qiuye for a long time as if seeing something strange.

Qiu Ye was horrified by him: "Dean, is it okay?"

"Yes." Zhu Xifeng looked away.

Qiu Ye opened the bottle cap and poured out a drop on her hand, a magic pattern in her palm quickly lit up, the potion evaporated instantly, and a little bit of fine glitter powder fell down.

Zhu Xifeng's eyebrows twitched, and he looked at Qiuye carefully: "What's your name?"

"Autumn leaves." He replied.

Zhu Xifeng was surprised. Just now he used a very ingenious method of detecting raw materials, which is generally only passed down in the family of refining medicine, but Qiu is not the surname of a family of refining medicine. Qiu Ye put the bottle cap on and put it away. Noticing the alloy next to it, thinking that the probability of being selected by trying both is better than one: "Can I also take a look at the smelting sample?"

"Are you still a double cultivator?" Zhu Xifeng smiled lightly and flicked his hand lightly, "Look."

As usual, Qiuye looked at it, and wanted to get a small piece to learn more about it, but metal and liquid couldn't be compared, either by mechanical cutting or alchemy cutting, the former had no tools, and the latter was more dynamic.After much deliberation, Qiuye decided to forget it, and the question of refining medicine was more reliable, so she put down the alloy.

But Zhu Xifeng seemed to see his thoughts: "Don't want to take it apart like just now?"

Qiu Ye scratched her head: "It's not convenient, forget it."

"How could it be?" Zhu Xifeng picked up the alloy, twisted his thumb and forefinger on the metal surface, a dazzling and extremely fast light flashed, and a piece of metal the size of a grain of rice was separated by him.

This movement was so fast that it was as if he just touched the metal, and he didn't even see the pattern of the magic pattern clearly.

Qiu Ye was dumbfounded, as expected, the Great Alchemist was different!

"Take it back and take a look at it slowly." Zhu Xifeng waved his hand to signal him to leave quickly, there were still many people lined up behind him.

Qiu Ye hurriedly got off the stage in a wheelchair.

After looking at the samples, no one was in the mood to chat any more, and each rushed back to refining. Given the known raw materials, there were not many finished products that could be refined in three days, not to mention that the raw materials were not sure and repeated trials were required. Very compact.

Qiu Ye also went directly back to the dormitory. After breaking down the alloy, she basically had a spectrum, but found that the raw materials in the sample were not easy to handle, so she looked up the information to find a substitute, and the time passed without paying attention.

After studying until the evening, Qiuye felt a little hungry, so she went to the small kitchen of the dormitory to look for food, and found that Su Tongyang was busy there.

There are many ingredients on the cooking table in the kitchen, various cooking tools are placed outside, and things are still steaming on the stove, and the fragrant smell fills the air.

Akiba was surprised: "What are you doing?"

In this era when cooking can be done by robots, generally only high-end restaurants have chefs. Although Qiuye has made food at home before, they are all instant noodles. I didn't expect Su Tongyang to be able to cook.

"Make cakes." Su Tongyang adjusted the heat, and temporarily came to an end.

"You can also make pastries?" Qiuye exclaimed, "It's incredible, how did you think of making pastries, and who are you serving them to?"

Su Tongyang's face did not know whether it was hot or something, but it was slightly red: "You Zixun."

"You, you, you..." Qiuye pointed at Su Tongyang sadly, "You have fallen, Su Xiaoyang! I have been with your roommate for nearly half a year, and I haven't seen you cook anything for me. He's cooking!"

Su Tongyang sneered: "I knew you would say that, Qiu Xiaoye! I made some first and left it for you. It's almost ready to eat now."

He opened the refrigerator and took out a rectangular plate with six crystal flowers neatly placed on it.The flower-shaped cakes are crystal clear, and the petals are delicate and watery, like jelly, as if water will drip out after a little shaking. The stuffing inside is purple, and the crystal petals reflect a faint purple. When the light shines, it looks like a dreamy flower. artwork.

"Crystal cake, made of glutinous rice, filled with purple sweet potato filling, try it." Su Tongyang picked up one with a smile.

Qiu Ye held the crystal cake in the palm of her hand, the flower trembled slightly, exquisite and cute, she couldn't bear to say: "Tong Yang, you are too powerful!"

"Eat, I haven't done it when I come to school."

Qiu Ye took a bite, and burst into tears, the white petals were cool and refreshing, and the purple flower heart was soft and sweet, chewing a little, the cool and slippery pastry got into the throat, and there was a strange sweetness, the taste was excellent: " Tong Yang, you are a genius!"

"Is it tasty?"

"It's so delicious! This taste, this texture is simply amazing!" Qiu Ye was full of praise, swallowed one in twos, and picked up another, "Is this plate all mine?"

"Eat as much as you can. If you really like it, I'll make it another day. If nothing else, it's still a good idea to make pastries."

Qiu Ye gave Su Tongyang a big hug: "Why do you cook food for You Zixun? I'm so jealous."

"After you left today, he came to me and said that he went to discuss with the boss of Kongjing again, and I would waive my one-month fee. I thought I had to thank him anyway. Later, we chatted about my Daer star , there is no valuable product in Daer star, only one kind of spice is very good and can be used for cooking, which is in this cake. Then I accidentally mentioned that I can make cakes, and he said thank you instead of saying thank you , why not make him some cakes."

While talking, Qiuye had already swallowed five pieces of crystal flower cakes, and was staring at the steamer with longing eyes, and there was still a piece of little fat dragon gnawing on it.

"Don't look at it, there are semi-finished products inside, and we will continue to make it after steaming."

"You Zixun will really take the opportunity!"

Su Tongyang cleaned up the cooking table: "I really want to thank him, he has helped me so much, and I have nothing to repay."

Qiu Ye rubbed her stomach and thought about the business: "I ask you, what do you plan to do about the cost of meditation?"

Mentioning Qian Su Tongyang's face darkened, and he lowered his head to clean the kitchen utensils: "I have some savings."

"What about when it runs out?"

Su Tongyang pursed his lips: "I will find a way to make money!"

"Tongyang, don't try to be brave. You are a light department, and there are not many ways to make money. If you work like ordinary people, the money is not enough." Qiuye took care of his emotions, trying to use objective and non-irritating words. Speaking in a tone, "I have some money here, and I also have a little way to make money. Compared with you looking for You Zixun, I..."

"Thank you, Qiuye, it's great to have you as a friend." Su Tongyang smiled gently, "Before I was worried that you were better than before, and you wouldn't want to be my friend anymore."

"Impossible! I will never forget that Qiu Ting came to trouble me on the first day of school. Everyone was watching the joke, and you were the only one standing by my side to defend me!"

"I almost forgot, but you still remember. Don't worry, I won't be brave. If I need it, I will ask you to borrow money."

Qiu Ye hesitated for a while and said: "Tong Yang, Feng Qi reminded me once again today. The price of meditation is very high, and it is very likely that you will get nothing in the end. Are you mentally prepared?"

Su Tongyang nodded firmly: "I have thought clearly, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, I will try!"

Qiu Ye unconditionally supported: "Okay, you just need to think it through. If you have any difficulties, you must come to me! I will continue to study the exam questions."

He turned the wheelchair half a circle and just got out of the kitchen door, then turned half a turn and came back, he said with a smile: "Tongyang, can you make more crystal cakes, save it for me to eat tomorrow morning."

Su Tongyang laughed: "What right do you have to laugh at Xiaolong?"

Qiu Ye puffed out her chest: "I'm thinner than him, this is capital!"

"Quack! That's too much! I'm going to find Feng Qi to change to a slimmer body! Hmph!" The little fat dragon had a purple potato sticking to his mouth, and his short hands were on his waist, if it had any.

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Three days later, Qiuye refined a bottle of medicine and a piece of alloy according to the samples given by Zhu Xifeng.He planned to take out the medicine first, and if the situation was wrong, he would take out the alloy to try.

It was still in that classroom, but only one-third of the original ones came to hand in the finished products. The rest of the people either failed to refine successfully, or the results were unbearable to look at.

Every student was individually called to the small room next to him to review the results. The people waiting outside all looked serious, and no one spoke. They didn't feel at ease like they were three days ago.Affected by the atmosphere, Qiuye was also a little nervous, holding the medicine bottle in her hand, waiting patiently.

But Qiuye couldn't stand the heavy atmosphere. Looking left and right, he found that Jon also had a pale face and an anxious expression.

"Aren't you very familiar with that dean, why are you still in such a panic? Besides, your level of refining medicine is so high, you will definitely be chosen?" Qiuye said in a low voice.

Jon took a deep breath: "Actually, since I was six years old, the dean hasn't had much contact with our family. I heard from the elders that they seem to be dissatisfied with our family, and there is a gap between them. So thank God for not being stricter with me? "

"why?"

"I don't know the specifics, I heard it's because..."

"Jon Clark." An alchemist who followed Zhu Xifeng called his name at the door.

Jon got up quickly: "I'm going in, and you will work hard later."

"Well, come on."

The person who had been audited went out directly through another door, without even a chance to pass through the letter. Qiuye waited for a long time, and finally it was his turn.

He adjusted his mood, straightened his clothes and pushed the door open.In the empty room, there was only a table with a metal disc on it. Zhu Xifeng was sitting behind the table alone, and an empty chair was on the other side.

"Is that Qiuye? Come here." Zhu Xifeng's expression was still cold and cheerless, as if he had no enthusiasm for anything, maybe because he had reviewed too many individuals, he was somewhat impatient.

Qiu Ye moved the chair away, turned the wheelchair and sat upright at the table, handing the refined potion with both hands.

Zhu Xifeng didn't even look at it, just opened the bottle cap and poured it on the metal plate.There was only a thud, and the alchemy formation in the middle of the disc lit up, and a blue flame burst out without warning, a foot high.

Qiu Ye screamed in fright, leaned back, and almost fell on his back.

Zhu Xifeng was also startled, and moved his body to one side.

"Did you make this medicine yourself?" Zhu Xifeng asked coldly.

"Yes!" Qiu Ye was still in shock.

Zhu Xifeng didn't speak for a long time, staring at Qiuye with an uncertain face.

Seeing Qiu Ye flustered, he didn't know whether this phenomenon was good or bad, but judging by Zhu Xifeng's weird face, it should be not very good.

"I, I, I also did it in the smelting department, you can take a look." Qiu Ye hurriedly took out the alloy.

Zhu Xifeng was secretly surprised, took the alloy, and didn't put it into the disc immediately, but leaned on the back of the chair, keeping a certain distance.

Qiu Ye quickly backed up the wheelchair, fearing that something terrible would happen again.

The alloy fell into the disc, making a crisp and loud knocking sound, and another mass of ten-foot-high flame burst out, this time it was blue.

Zhu Xifeng narrowed his eyes, his breathing became heavy and he became emotional.

"You wait." Zhu Xifeng left the words and walked out of the small room. After about ten minutes, he came back with a few herbs, "Make another bottle of medicine."

The herbal medicine he brought was exactly the same as that used by Qiu Ye, but he didn't bother to lament that the great alchemist had good eyesight: "Is it here?"

"Yes, right here, I'll watch you practice."

"But it will take a long time..."

"Practice!"

Qiu Ye didn't dare to say any more, she honestly pushed the wheelchair away, moved her body and sat on the ground, processed the herbs first, and then drew the alchemy formation, proceeding step by step.Once he started refining, his expression became serious and solemn. He forgot about the assessment and selection, and strange flames, and completely immersed himself in the alchemy world.

The whole process was carried out in an extremely quiet environment, Qiu Ye concentrated on refining and did not speak, Zhu Xifeng even pursed his lips, frowned, did not make any sound, and a few bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes.

An hour passed, and one-third of the refining process was completed. When he was about to start further fusion, Zhu Xifeng finally said: "Okay, there is no need to continue."

Qiu Ye was very puzzled, and she couldn't figure out Dean Zhu's mind at all. What's going on?

The light dissipated, and the half-refined semi-finished product was scattered on the ground. Zhu Xifeng helped Qiuye back to the wheelchair.

The two faced each other across a table, and Zhu Xifeng's eyes pierced coldly like icicles: "What is your relationship with the Clark family?"

Qiu Ye thought of Jon saying that Zhu Xifeng was at odds with his family, and almost wanted to blurt out that it had nothing to do with it, but thinking about this little trick of her own, she might not be able to deceive anyone, so she should not be smart: "Jon Clark is my friend."

Zhu Xifeng waved his hand: "Where are the others?"

Qiu Ye was at a loss: "I don't know the rest of his family."

Zhu Xifeng frowned, and sized him up again, as if considering the authenticity of his words: "Who taught you your alchemy skills?"

Qiu Ye was startled, and a golden mask came to mind: "It's at school."

"Don't lie!" Zhu Xifeng shouted in a low voice, "Would I not know about the medicine refining course in this school? Would I not know what it's taught? Your medicine refining techniques weren't learned in school at all!"

Qiu Ye swallowed: "Really, really in school! But I usually learn some extracurricular things, and when I have free time, I also go to the alchemist's home to attend lectures, that's it!"

When he mentioned the alchemist's home, Zhu Xifeng's expression changed, as if he had thought of something.

"Ah, by the way, I still have "Seymore Alchemy Handbook", I read it often."

Zhu Xifeng was surprised: "Do you still read paper books?"

"Yes, very interesting book."

"Anything else, where else have you learned alchemy?" Zhu Xifeng stared at him closely.

"No more! Really no more! My parents passed away when I was young, and no one would teach me alchemy!" Qiu Ye shook her head vigorously.

Zhu Xifeng opened his mouth slightly, and he didn't know if it was disappointment, sadness, or some other emotion flooding his face.

The atmosphere was oppressive and heavy, Qiuye looked at him nervously, clenched his hands into fists under the table.