Through the counterattack of cannon fodder

As soon as Li An's words fell, Ling Wei's heart shuddered, secretly thinking that she has such a keen mental power!

Back then, his level of mental power was not as high as it is now, but when he investigated the process of Bai Qing making the potion, Bai Qing didn't notice it. Now his mental power is much higher than before, but Li An immediately discovered that there are other spiritual powers. The existence of power, and quickly determined that the spiritual power came from Ling Wei.

Is this the gap between the top pharmacists and the general pharmacists?

But now is not the time to think about these messes, Ling Wei quickly said: "Sorry Uncle, I don't know if this will disturb you, has the medicine been affected?"

"Hehe..." Li An couldn't help smiling when he heard that the first thing Ling Wei cared about was medicine.

Ling Wei also found something wrong with what he said, he subconsciously turned his head to look at César, this action caused Li An to chuckle again, and then Ling Wei heard César say: "Father Mu, he is rather shy .”

Ling Wei is embarrassed by the word "shy". In fact, he is quite calm and rational in front of others, that is, he will show such symptoms intermittently when he comes to you.

And he is not because this is his future mother-in-law, no, father-in-law, he is a little nervous!

Ling Wei was about to open his mouth to restore his image, when he heard Li An's voice, the playfulness in his tone was obvious, "Cesar, I haven't done anything to your sweetheart yet!"

César said helplessly, "Father Mu, I have no other intentions."

Li An nodded along the way, "Of course I know you have no other intentions." After speaking, he rested his hand on the experimental table and propped his chin, looked at Ling Wei with a smile and asked, "How is it? Did you find anything?"

Li An's smile is very kind, and he does not have the airs of a ninth-level pharmacist, so it is very easy to make people like him.

Ling Wei thought for a while, and finally said the confusion just now: "I want to know what you did in the end to make those three energies fuse together in an instant?"

When he made potions before, he always incorporated new energy into old ones.Even if there are multiple strands of energy, they will be integrated quickly so that they can react with the following herbs faster. During the whole process of making potions, the total energy is mainly two.

But just now, Li An's energy is basically divided into three parts from the capital to the end, and there is one energy that can be said to run through the whole process, and what Ling Wei is most curious about is the last step.

Generally speaking, herbs with the mildest medicinal properties are added first, while herbs with stronger medicinal properties are added later. Therefore, the most troublesome and time-consuming process in the preparation of medicinal herbs is the last step.

However, Li An's time of making potions was very different from others.The previous steps could not be said to be slow, but they were definitely not fast, and his last step was basically like magic, and it was completed in the blink of an eye. The fast Ling Wei hadn't had time to sense what happened in the future.

Moreover, he took a look at the quality of the eighth-level potion that Li An had just made - first-level low-grade. According to the appraisal method in this world, the success rate should be over 90%.

Potions are really money-making tools!

Hearing Ling Wei's words, Li Anxiu raised his eyebrows, put down the hand on his chin, then looked Ling Wei up and down calmly, and said with a quick smile, "Do you want to be a teacher?"

César turned to look at Ling Wei after listening.

Ling Wei, who was closely watched by two pairs of eyes, was dumbfounded.

This is no longer flattering, Li An, a ninth-level pharmacist, is willing to accept him as an apprentice, if he used to be ecstatic, but now——

How would he tell his future father-in-law that he had already become a teacher?

And not only did you become a teacher, but the teacher you worshiped was your "not-so-good relationship" opponent!

What would he say!

Ling Wei began to seek support on the field again, but the target was not the second choice except César who was sitting next to him.

César, who received Ling Wei's distress signal, touched his nose helplessly. He really hadn't talked about it with Li An before.First, he knew that the relationship between Li An and Du Jia was not very good, and second, he didn't expect that Li An would suddenly propose to accept Ling Wei as his disciple.

But now that this matter has been told, César could only explain to Li An: "Father Mu, Ling has already been a teacher."

How could Li An not be able to see the obvious actions of these two people? If it was an ordinary apprenticeship, why would he need to be so entangled?

So he said "oh" calmly, and asked calmly, "I don't know whose sect are you worshiping?"

César was about to answer, but Ling Wei felt a bit of arrogance at this moment, looked at Li An and confessed, "It's Master Du Jiadu."

Unexpectedly, there was no big change in expression, nor was there any anger. Li An just responded lightly, and said, "So it's that old guy with a bad temper again." His tone was quite disdainful.

Ling Wei didn't know how to respond to this sentence, so she just silently closed her mouth.

Fortunately, Li An didn't linger on this topic, and only said to Ling Wei: "If you want to know the answer to your previous question, come to me next time, you will definitely be better than that old guy Learn more there!"

Ling Wei responded nah-na: "Oh, yes."

Not long after the three talked, Li An looked at the timer, stood up, and said to the two: "It's getting late, let's go back first..." He turned to César again: "Your father Will be back sooner."

César nodded, and then the two followed Li An out of the laboratory and walked outside.

While the three were talking, they soon arrived at the hall of the Pharmacist Guild. Li An was talking to Ling Wei when a figure that could not be ignored suddenly appeared at the gate.

Gray hair, light blue pharmacist uniform, and the gold badge on the chest shone orange in the setting sun. Looking closely, it was exactly the same as the one on Li An's chest.

Ling Wei wanted to cover her face and find a place to bury herself.

It was hard to meet a parent, and found out that the person was an opponent who had a bad relationship with his teacher; it was hard to put this embarrassing topic aside, and finally met the person concerned face to face.

When did Nima's bloody god turn come to an end?

He really can't stand it a few more times!

Seeing Du Jia on the opposite side looking at him with a serious face, Ling Wei had no choice but to bite the bullet and say hello first: "Teacher, you are back..."

Du Jia glanced at him and said lightly, "Come here."

At this moment, Li An next to him said, "Don't go."

Ling Wei: "..."

Just when Ling Wei felt in a dilemma, Du Jia finally turned his attention to Li An.

Seeing the two people staring at each other without saying a word, Ling Wei suddenly felt like he didn't dare to take a breath. If the two people quarreled, who would he help to persuade them?

However, he soon realized that he was really stupid and naive.

Du Jia snorted, and his tone was so cold that ice shards fell off: "This is my apprentice."

Li An smiled gracefully, pulled Ling Wei to his side, and said to Du Jia who was opposite him: "What's wrong with the apprentice? He will soon become my other son!"

Du Jia's face darkened, and he suddenly said: "Boil the leaves of Centella asiatica, and add three parts of Pteris vulgaris root..."

He spoke very fast, and reported a list of medicinal herb names and treatment options. Ling Wei felt that this should be a prescription.

After Du Jia finished speaking, Li An's face turned cold, and he immediately replied: "Two parts each of the purple leaf butterfly flower and the winter lingon grass, roasted to powder..."

"Placing Gansuicao after Donglingcao is nonsense, and if you are young, you will be whimsical!"

"The whole plant of Juanbaicao has better medicinal properties, yet you actually remove the root according to what is written in the book, you really are a stubborn old man who doesn't know how to adapt!"

"No. 17 should obviously be placed in Ziyue fruit..."

"Your share of Demon Emperor Grass has no effect at all, old guy, don't waste herbs..."

Ling Wei suddenly realized that the battlefield among ninth-level pharmacists was naturally beyond his comprehension by a mortal.

People don't know how to fight by force, but they know how to fight!

Moreover, they imagined the feasibility of the potion formula out of thin air, and then refuted each other.

Ling Wei has basically heard of these herbs in their mouths, but he is at a loss as to how to use them.

Therefore, this is not a question of helping to persuade a fight at all. He can't participate in that topic at all, and he can no longer persuade a fight.Ling Wei and César looked at each other, and they both saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

I saw Li An and the two of you talking to each other, fighting with each other, you come and go, the fight is so hearty.

The final result of this round seems to be that Li An is the winner. He folded his arms and looked at Du Jia comfortably: "There is obviously something wrong with your prescription, you should go back and change it... old man!"

Du Jia's face was not very good-looking, but he still replied: "Hmph, do you think your prescription will work? Stupid!" After he finished speaking, he looked coldly at Ling Wei behind Li An, and then nodded. He walked past them without looking back.

Ling Wei looked at César, then at Li An, thought about it, and finally said, "I want to talk to the teacher."

Of course César had no objection. Li An looked at Ling Wei for two seconds, then waved his hand and said, "Go, that old guy must be feeling upset right now! You can go and have a look, we'll wait for you in the carriage .”

"I'll be back soon." Ling Wei saluted quickly, and then quickly ran in the direction of Du Jia's laboratory.

Du Jia walked very fast, it could be said that he walked like a wind, and the walking speed was not in line with his age. When Ling Wei caught up with him, Du Jia had already reached the door of the laboratory building.

Ling Wei quickly ran to Du Jia's side, panting and shouted: "Teacher."

Du Jia ignored him and started to go upstairs on his own.

Ling Wei sighed in her heart, thinking that Du Jia must be out of breath, so she followed Du Jia resignedly and began to climb the stairs.

After arriving at the laboratory on the third floor, Du Jia sat down in front of the laboratory table, ignored Ling Wei, picked up the materials on the laboratory table and began to read.

At this moment Ling Wei called out again: "Teacher."

He saw that the pen in Du Jia's hand paused, but continued to move after two seconds, and still did not speak.

Ling Wei smiled inwardly, then turned around and poured a cup of scented tea in front of Du Jia, flattering him: "Teacher, you drink tea."

Du Jia threw away the pen in his hand, picked up the tea and took a sip, frowned and said in a disgusted tone: "Just follow that guy, what are you doing here!"

Ling Wei's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly knew how to appease his awkward teacher.

He reached into his pocket, secretly glad that he was wearing a windbreaker style clothes today with big pockets, then he casually took out the box containing jasmine grass in the space, handed it to Du Jia with a smile, and said, "Teacher, this is I found it while practicing."

This was exactly the herb that Ling Wei had been looking for for a long time because César leaned against the tree to block it, and it was also the only ninth-level herb that Ling Wei found in the course of practice.

Its importance to Ling Wei is self-evident.

Du Jia stared at Ling Wei for a while, then stretched out his hand to take the box, he opened the box casually, and when he saw the Budapest grass in the box, his face had a rare flicker of confusion, and he looked up at Ling Wei.

Ling Wei took the opportunity to say: "I specially brought this back to the teacher!" This is true, he really planned to bring this herb back to Du Jia.

How Du Jia treats him, Ling Wei is as clear as a mirror in his heart.Of course, he didn't intend to send it out so soon, but now the timing is right, and it's nothing to send it away.

Probably because Ling Wei's performance was satisfactory, Du Jia closed the box, finally opened his golden mouth and asked, "Did you give it to him too?"

Ling Wei didn't react for a while, and replied stupidly: "Huh?"

Du Jia immediately raised his eyebrows, and said angrily: "You are so stupid, how can I have such a stupid apprentice like you?!"

Ling Wei, who was scolded, immediately understood what Du Jia meant, and Jiong replied with spirit: "No, I only sent you alone."

He only met one level nine medicinal herb in total, how could he get so many to give away?There is still one eighth-level medicinal herb, but I haven't had time to send it yet.

However, can Du Jia's performance be regarded as a different kind of jealousy?