4167 - Worship of the Chief Alchemist 1
Ye Qingli showed a dumbfounding expression.

She discovered that this Master Mo is a little bit...

The techniques of refining medicine are all secrets that are not passed on to others, can you tell them casually?
However, she didn't know that Mo Yuanfang's character was very straightforward.

Therefore, he was able to focus on refining medicine with nothing outside his mind.

In fact, he is usually very smart.

However, as soon as refining medicine is mentioned, he will enter a state of innocence and idiot.

"This, it's not easy to tell others..."

Ye Qingli was ready to refuse.

"But, the old man really wants to know..."

"But, this is an undisclosed secret of my teacher's sect."

Ye Qingli thought of an excuse.

"Is that so..."

Mo Yuanfang was very frustrated.

He also knows that it is not a good thing to spy on the secrets of other people's masters.

"Have it!"

He suddenly slapped his thigh.

"As long as the old man worships under your sect, won't you be able to teach me?"

He immediately brought a cup of tea and brought it to Ye Qingli.

"Now, I will worship you as my teacher!"

Everyone around was shocked at this moment!
Damn, isn't it?
This is the chief alchemist of the auction house!
One of Ronghua's guest elders!

In Juyun City, his level of refining medicine is definitely second to none!

Actually told a little girl that she wanted to be a teacher?
They all felt that their outlook on life had been completely subverted.

Ye Qingli showed a dumbfounding expression.

She found out that after coming to the Tianxing Continent, did she start to have the luck of being a teacher?

Why one or two, they all have to pester themselves to learn from their teachers.

"Sorry, I can't accept apprentices casually without my master's permission."

"Who is your master? This old man is going to kill him now!"

Mo Yuanfang was aggressive, rolled up his arms and sleeves and said...

Ye Qingli looked at Fangyuan next to her speechlessly.

Tell him with your eyes.

Is your chief pharmacist always so out of tune?
Fang Yuan stood on the side in embarrassment.

"We, Master Mo, are a very good person, but after seeing our peers, we will be a little excited..."

At this time, Mo Yuanfang finally recovered from his madness.

He looked at the pill in his hand.

"Miss, are you going to sell us the pill?"

Ye Qingli frowned.

"If you want to sell it, how about it?"

Mo Yuanfang said seriously: "I suggest that it's better for the girl to sell it on consignment. Because if it's sold to us, we can't pay too high a price. But if it's consigned, we can make a plan, and then, slowly Slowly release these pills. In this way, maybe you can fetch a sky-high price!"

Ye Qingli, who used to run an auction house, is naturally very clear about this kind of doorway inside.

She hesitated.

"Okay, everything will be arranged by you. However, I need to pay some cash in advance."

"This is no problem. I wonder how much the girl wants to pay in advance?"

"Just one-tenth of the auction price according to your estimate."

Ye Qingli thought for a while and said.

According to industry regulations, this price should be very fair.

"no problem."

Mo Yuanfang was very cheerful.

"Come here, go and get [-] gold coins for this girl!"

"Ten thousand?"

Mo Ziqing's jaw dropped in shock.

But fortunately, although he is reckless, he is not brainless after all.

So, after saying this sentence, immediately shut up.

Ye Qingli was also taken aback.

(End of this chapter)

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