After crossing the border, I rely on craftsmanship to eat

On the second day, the weather was fine.

After breakfast, Dong Chuanlin and Chen Suiyang went to Che Pharmacy with all their energy.

Not only the apprentices attached great importance to this competition, but also all the principals of the pharmaceutical institute paid close attention to it.Before waiting for the start of the competition, three of the four principals were present, except Uncle Fu, who was in charge of the guard work, did not come.

The content of this competition is divided into two parts, which are to compare the cutting speed and the quality of the cut medicinal materials.

The cut medicinal materials are all uniform, selected and infiltrated by the boss of the cut pharmacy, Master Zhang.After loading the incense burner and distributing the medicinal materials, the apprentices took their seats according to the assigned positions.

Master Zhang looked around, all the handsome buddies were full of vigor, he put the candle in his hand close to the incense burner, and said seriously: "The competition begins!"

With an order, the incense burned slowly against the sparks, and the apprentices quickly picked up the medicinal materials and cut them.

In the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn, who can cut the most herbs, everyone is racing against time.

This time the medicinal material is licorice, which needs to be cut into oblique slices.Ten directions and nine herbs, licorice can be said to be the most commonly used medicinal material, and it is the most frequently encountered on weekdays.

Dong Chuanlin is very familiar with licorice.

About half a month ago, a large amount of licorice was brought into the pharmaceutical village. At that time, Dong Chuanlin was not skilled in cutting oblique slices.In order for him to master it quickly, Master Zhang forced him to cut licorice for five days.

Five days of devil training made Dong Chuanlin more familiar with licorice than other apprentices.

Licorice is very fibrous, and if the force and speed are not controlled properly, it is easy to connect pieces and uneven thickness.

Dong Chuanlin picked up a piece of licorice and placed it under the medicine cutting knife. His two hands cooperated tacitly, the knife raised and lowered, and the licorice moved forward with the speed of the knife.After a while, the slender licorice homogenized into oblique slices.

Han Song arrived when the incense was half burned.

After visiting the village with Uncle Fu, Han Song asked for an hour's leave.After Uncle Fu learned that he was coming to see Dong Chuanlin for the competition, he said in a deep voice that they would come together.

The apprentices were all caught up in the tense atmosphere of the competition, and no one had the leisure to observe who was coming.

Dong Chuanlin's movements were clean and neat, and he cut off one immediately after cutting one. The operation was smooth and smooth, and he never raised his head to take a look.

Han Song was a little taken aback looking at his serious look.

In the letters between the two, Dong Chuanlin talked about cutting the pharmacy more than once.From being unable to keep up with the progress at the beginning, to the difficulty of breaking through the bottleneck period later, he told it without reservation.

He had heard so many things about cutting medicine from him, but it was the first time to see him do it with his own eyes.

Seeing Dong Chuanlin's giggling and shameless appearance a lot, and seeing him so serious all of a sudden, Han Song was a little uncomfortable.

The other three principals were surprised when they saw the two enter the door.

Fu Hanzhang has never been interested in medicine cutting and pharmaceutical skills. He never showed up in the major competitions held before, but now a small apprenticeship competition actually attracted him.

The principals of the processing room and the cutting pharmacy were whispering, but the chief executive, Uncle Qin, was much calmer, and smiled meaningfully after glancing at the two of them.

In previous years, old man Fu would not even be willing to come to see it, but this year he took in a satisfactory subordinate and came here.Like Dong Chuanlin, the new subordinates were forced in by the steward, Uncle Wang.

It's not hard to guess the twists and turns, if you pay more attention.

The time for a stick of incense is fleeting.When the time came, the apprentices stopped working one after another.

Dong Chuanlin rubbed his wrists, watching the medicine worker put the licorice tablets in the medicine basket, feeling very happy in his heart.

The speed and feel of cutting the medicine this time were better than he expected, and he swayed around, roughly reckoning that he would be among the top three in this round.

Dong Chuanlin couldn't hide his joy, he wiped off the debris on his clothes and got up.As soon as he raised his head, he met Han Song with a smile that was not a smile.

Han Song stood in the crowd, with the new batch of pharmacists in front of him.Among the crowd, he was still eye-catching, and his tall and straight figure made people unable to move their eyes away.

The smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, and Dong Chuanlin ran towards him happily.

Squeezing through the crowd, Dong Chuanlin accurately held his hand and led him to the outside of the house.

The competition is to test the results on the spot, and there is still some time before the next round of competition.Dong Chuanlin is very satisfied with his performance, there is no need to stare at it.

After leaving the pharmacy, Han Song grabbed his hand and said, "Just come here, don't go too far."

"Okay." Dong Chuanlin let go of his hand awkwardly, then looked up at him and said, "Why are you here?"

Han Song looked at Kong Luoluo's big palm and smiled, raised his hand to smooth the folds on the shoulders of his clothes, and said lightly: "I was thinking about coming to see you cut the medicine, but you haven't invited me to come, so I have to come up with my own ideas." .”

As soon as he finished speaking, Dong Chuanlin's face turned red instantly, and he stammered: "Yes, you are too busy, I have looked for you many times, but you are not here every time."

"Well, I've been busy these days." Han Song nodded.

"I heard from Aunt Han that you go out early and come back late every day, and you don't see anyone." Dong Chuanlin's eyes fell on his face, with fine lines on his eyelids, black spots under his eyes, green stubble on his chin, wheat-colored His skin became darker.

The undisguised gaze made Han Song a little shy. After nodding his head in response, he avoided Dong Chuanlin's gaze and asked, "You must be very sure about your smiling face?"

"Didn't you see everyone's performance...still pretending to ask." Dong Chuanlin pursed his lips and said angrily.

I haven't seen you for so long, I can't even take a second look, how stingy.

"I'm not afraid that my eyes will make a mistake." Han Song laughed lightly, and said again: "Are you confident to win the championship?"

"Win the championship?" Dong Chuanlin's eyes widened, "Whether you think highly of me or look down on others, I will be very happy if I can keep the top three."

Although Dong Chuanlin's skills are not bad, they are not good enough to win the championship.Chen Suiyang's medicine cutting skills are many times better than him, even Master Zhang praised: Given time, it will become a great tool.

In addition to Chen Suiyang, there is another apprentice who is engaged in the medicinal material business at home and is also very skilled.

Dong Chuanlin can only grab the No.3 throne with a few others.

Han Song thought for a moment and said: "Then I will ask Uncle Fu for leave later, and then go to the kitchen to buy some food to celebrate for our top three."

"Don't—" Dong Chuanlin said in a low voice: "I'm not sure if there is one, so don't ask for leave."

Han Song smiled and said, "If not, how about rewarding your hard work?"

"Okay." Dong Chuanlin nodded, rolled his eyes and said, "If I win the top three, will I be able to ask for a reward?"

Han Song knocked on his forehead, pretending to be disgusted and said, "Food can't stop your mouth, how can you be so greedy at such a young age."

Although the words were disliked, Han Song's face did not show dislike at all. Instead, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was a hint of doting in his eyes when he spoke.

How could Dong Chuanlin give up so easily, he asked persistently: "Is it okay or not?"

Han Song laughed, and said loosely, "If you really win, I'll think about it. It all depends on your performance."

"I still have to think about it, you are really stingy..." Dong Chuanlin glared at him and said disappointedly.

In the Qie pharmacy, the results of the first round of competition have been announced, and there are voices of sorrow and joy one after another.Chen Suiyang searched for a few times but did not see Dong Chuanlin's figure.

As soon as he stepped over the threshold, he saw two men standing under a big tree not far away.Taking a closer look, it was not the person he was looking for.

Chen Suiyang took two steps forward and shouted: "Chuan Lin, the results are out, hurry back!"

The sudden sound startled the two of them, and they forgot the time while chatting. Dong Chuanlin hurriedly replied: "Here we come!"

The three of them went back to the pharmacy together, and Chen Suiyang said as he walked, "In this round, Chuan Lin, you are No.2."

"Really?" Dong Chuanlin was shocked.

"Well, that's right..." Before Chen Suiyang could finish speaking, he saw Dong Chuanlin grinning and turning his face towards Han Song, not wanting to talk to him.

He sighed and closed his mouth tightly to reduce his sense of existence. He should go back immediately after shouting, otherwise he would not be left alone, and no one would listen to his words.

Dong Chuanlin looked at Han Song with a small face, with a triumphant smile on the corner of his mouth.

Han Song laughed twice, and said solemnly: "It's great, keep up the good work."

"Perfunctory." Dong Chuanlin gave him a look, "You'd better think about what to use as a reward first, if you dare to fool me casually, I, I will definitely remember you forever."

Dong Chuanlin wanted to say something harsh, but he couldn't get it out of his mouth, so he could only choke out such a harmless sentence.

"Okay." Han Song stroked his chin and said, "I'll think about it."

Walking to the pharmacy, the apprentices were already seated, and the pharmacists were distributing medicinal materials.Seeing Dong Chuanlin who came back late, Master Chen said with a straight face: "What are you waiting for, don't hurry up!"

Dong Chuanlin and Chen Suiyang didn't dare to talk back, they lowered their heads and returned to their seats.

Han Song also returned to Uncle Fu.

Uncle Fu talked little and was indifferent to things. When he saw him coming back, he only glanced at him and then looked away.

Han Song stared forward with burning eyes.

Dong Chuanlin checked the knives and medicinal materials after taking his seat. Before the competition started, he raised his head to meet Han Song's gaze.

The time they looked at each other was very short, but Han Song still understood what he wanted to express in his eyes.There was a gleam in the eyes, showing off pride, but also full of confidence.

The moment Han Song raised his lips, Master Chen's command sounded.

The quiet teenagers suddenly became active, immersed in the atmosphere of the competition.

The content of this round of competition is to compare who cuts the best medicinal materials and takes the shortest time under the same amount of medicinal materials, focusing on the pros and cons of slicing.

In the double competition of speed and quality, the apprentices are very cautious.

The medicinal material used in the competition is Radix Paeoniae Alba, which needs to be cut into very thin slices.

When they first came into contact with Baishao, Master Chen demonstrated it himself.Under his skillful hands, the one-inch-long white peony is transformed into a butterfly garment, flying all over the sky when the wind blows.

To reach the level of Master Chen, the apprentices dare not think about it.This competition is to see who is more talented, and it is also a game of real skill comparison.

Each person only has three one-inch white peony roots, if they are accidentally cut, there is no way to retreat.

As soon as the competition started, there were complaints one after another.

Dong Chuanlin pursed his lips to hold back his temper, ignored the interference from the outside world, and stared at the movements of his hands.Cutting medicine is about focus and fluency, distraction or pause will greatly affect the finished product.

After cutting a white peony root, Dong Chuanlin heaved a sigh of relief. He will become more and more courageous after winning the first battle.He maintained his state and cut the second one, and when he cut halfway, there were crying and sobbing around him.

In such a short time, coupled with the sound of crying and swallowing, Dong Chuanlin knew without thinking that the three white peony roots were all useless.

He bit his lower lip tightly, forcing himself not to be disturbed.

When Dong Chuanlin raised the knife and dropped it, the sharp knife made a strange "squeak" sound in Dong Chuanlin's movement, and then the blade shifted. Before Dong Chuanlin could react, the white peony root under the knife had become a continuous piece.

Dong Chuanlin threw the useless little half of Baishao aside, got up to check the knife.

The people watching at the front noticed his strangeness, and when they saw him suddenly stop to check the knives at such a tense moment, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Song clenched his fists tightly and looked ahead with his eyes held tight, with waves of waves in his heart.

Master Zhang made a prompt decision and commanded: "Go to Li Guozhu's position!"

Li Guozhu was the one who was crying just now, Dong Chuanlin immediately reacted, holding the last white peony root and ran to his place.

The position of the medicine cutting knife is fixed, and cutting medicine with an unfamiliar knife will affect the state.

Sitting down, Dong Chuanlin took a deep breath, swept away the distracting thoughts in his heart, held the handle of the knife, and put Bai Shao on the knife holder.

When the white peony in Dong Chuanlin's hand was half left, many people around had already completed the work.Among them was Chen Suiyang, who looked in the direction of Dong Chuanlin worriedly, and kept praying for him in his heart.

Lu Zhiming finished the work a little later than Chen Suiyang. Among the many apprentices who completed the work, he rarely finished all three white peony roots as required.He was in a good mood seeing the other finished apprentices who were downcast.

Then he turned his head slightly and glanced at Dong Chuanlin who was still fighting, with a trace of sarcasm in his eyes.

In an instant, Dong Chuanlin finished cutting the white peony root and stopped to signal.

After all the apprentices have finished their work and the pharmacists have collected the white peony tablets, everyone can leave their seats.

From stopping to getting up, Dong Chuanlin kept his head down.He could deeply feel Han Song's worried gaze, but he didn't have the face to look up.

Dong Chuanlin walked slowly in front of Han Song with heavy steps, mustered up the courage to look up and meet his gaze.

As soon as his eyes collided, Dong Chuanlin couldn't hold back anymore, and he stretched out his hand to grab Han Song's sleeve.

"Brother Song, the top three are gone."

The author has something to say:

I didn't update anything last night, sorry.

I will adjust the time and try to update at a fixed time in the future.

Thank you all~