The man in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 58 Are you willing to become a pharmacist

"Do you know how to make wine?"

Pharmacist Qian was extremely surprised.

In his opinion, brewing wine is a very complicated matter, so complicated that Wu Dong should not understand it at this time.

Brewing wine is indeed a profession of pharmacists, but as far as Yaoshi Qian knows, only pharmacists above level [-] will dabble in wine making, and those below level [-], no one will study this, let alone Wu Dong. .

"I've seen people make it before."

Wu Dong said.

Hearing this answer, Yaoshi Qian was speechless.

During this period of time, in his eyes, Wu Dong has always been a very reliable person, but he did not expect to say such a very unreliable sentence now.

It seems that a child is a child, no matter how reliable it looks, there will always be some unreliable moments.

Yaoshi Qian was not angry, he just found it interesting, and then joked: "You can learn it yourself after seeing someone brew it? Wu Dong, as far as I know, brewing wine is very particular."

"Master Qian, some wines are actually very simple, much simpler than dispensing medicine."

Wu Dongdao, "For example, some fruits, you pick them off, put them in jars, store them for a period of time, and then they become wine."

Yaoshi Qian looked at Wu Dong with the expression that you were teasing me.

Although he doesn't know anything about wine making, but this little boy Wu Dong also wants to deceive him an old man?
how can that be possible!
If brewing wine is such a simple matter, who in the world is not a winemaker!

Seeing Yaoshi Qian's expression, Wu Dong knew that Yaoshi Qian really didn't understand.

Moreover, winemaking is indeed a matter with a threshold. Standing outside the threshold to watch winemaking is indeed unfathomable.

What kind of fruit will naturally turn into wine after picking it is like a fantasy.

"Master Qian, I didn't understand it at first, but I was there before,"

Wu Dong was referring to when he was in the small valley, "Sometimes I had nothing to do, and the manager just happened to bring a jar of ice jade wine over. After drinking it, I felt that the wine was delicious, so I gave birth to myself and brewed some. The idea of ​​drinking wine."

This mental journey can be said to have antecedents, a process, and it is very natural and smooth!
But Yaoshi Qian was startled by Wu Dong's words, and his attention suddenly shifted:
"You mean, ice jade wine?"

Wu Dong nodded.

"Master Steward, are you referring to Master Bian, the steward of Wanxing Pavilion?"

Wu Dong continued to nod.

"Master Bian brought a jar of wine over to you, and asked to drink with you?"

Wu Dong still nodded.

Pharmacist Qian stopped asking.

It's not that there are no questions to ask again, but a lot of questions popped up in my mind, I don't know where to start asking, and then the corners of my mouth twitched uncontrollably.

"Are you sure it's ice jade wine?"

After a while, Yaoshi Qian confirmed it.

"I'm sure, 'The Liuli River in the sky, the ice jade wine in the world' is ice jade wine, not ice king wine."

You even know Ice King Wine!

It seems that it is indeed ice jade wine.

At this time, what came to Yaoshi Qian's mind was a scene that had nothing to do with this time, but Wang Ping's words that day: "Old Qian, to be honest, when will you find a chance to introduce the little nobleman around you to me?" one time?"

Could it be, what is the background of this little guy in front of him?
But if he really had a background, how could he be thrown into the Wanxing Pavilion.

It doesn't make any sense at all!

Pharmacist Qian couldn't figure it out, he was so overwhelmed by the idea, so he didn't think about it at all!

Or maybe that Master Bian appreciates Wu Dong just like he himself appreciates Wu Dong, and this kid Wu Dong really deserves his appreciation!
What about Wanxing Pavilion?

As long as you pass the assessment of the Hall of Pharmacists and become a Pharmacist, it doesn't matter where you are.

Whether it is the inner door or the outer door.

Be it Baicao Pavilion, Qianyue Pavilion, or Wanxing Pavilion, they are all the same!
The Cyanwood School is the Pill School. In the Cyanwood School, the only thing that can hinder a pharmacist is the promotion of the pharmacist himself, not any internal or external sect, Baicao Pavilion, Qianyue Pavilion, Wanxing Pavilion.

Thinking of this, Yaoshi Qian had an idea in his mind.

In fact, this idea had been germinated in my heart these days, but now it officially bloomed: "Wu Dong, would you like to become a pharmacist, and then let the old man be your guide?"

Wu Dong was stunned.

I was still talking about wine just now, why did it suddenly go to the pharmacist?

But, surprise!

It is even more surprising than his sudden promotion to the ninth level of Qi refining.

"Master Qian, you, what did you say?"

Wu Dong didn't need to pretend to be excited. At best, he just acted out his three-point excitement as ten-tenths. "Would you like to become a pharmacist? Of course this junior is willing, one hundred one thousand ten thousand ones are willing!"

"Disciple Wu Dong pays respects to teacher!"

After saying this, Wu Dong wanted to bow down.

Based on Yaoshi Qian's patient and meticulous teaching these days, this teacher recognized that he was worth it.

However, Yaoshi Qian stretched out his hand to hold Wu Dong, preventing him from bowing down, "Wu Dong, you are the guide, not the teacher!"

After letting go of his hand, he shook his head: "Wu Dong, in the Cyanwood School, among us pharmacists, there is no such thing as a teacher or a disciple, only a guide!"

"Master Qian, your teaching to the younger generation is not in the name of master and apprentice, but in reality, please be respected by the younger generation!"

This time, Yaoshi Qian didn't stop him, and accepted Wu Dong's worship.

"Today is a good day, but I don't have ice jade wine here, Wu Dong, wait a minute, I'll go get a jar of Ice King wine!"

Yaoshi Qian seemed extremely happy, with a little bit of excitement, his face was flushed, and he flashed away after saying this!

But his wind spells don't seem to be very good.

At least in terms of rushing, it doesn't look very good.

Is it equivalent to level seven or eight?
It's a little low.

After leaving for about an hour, Yaoshi Qian came back with a small jar in his hand.

Wu Dong was very familiar with this little jar.

It was almost exactly the same as the small jar of ice jade wine that Manager Bian mentioned that day!
"Does it look familiar?"

Pharmacist Qian also smiled lightly, "But this is Ice King Wine, not Bingyu Wine! Wu Dong, I can't afford Bingyu Wine, and with my current ability, I can't get Bingyu Wine either!"

"Master Qian, this is a trivial matter! When the disciple's wine refining skills improve greatly, the disciple will brew his own ice jade wine! At that time, Master Qian, you can drink as much as you want, even bathing with ice jade wine is fine!"

Wu Dong said.

Such a small person, his voice is bigger than a mountain!

The way you are talking nonsense is the only thing I have ever seen in my life!

Yaoshi Qian was happy and smiling, but he warned Wu Dong in a solemn tone:
"Wu Dong, I'm looking forward to it! But there are some things that you can't talk nonsense!"

"When you talk about Bingyu Wine like that, many people in the sect will be unhappy when they hear it, and some troubles may arise!"

"So in the future, be careful with your words!"

For these solemn words, Wu Dong accepted it.

"Master Qian, this disciple is just in front of you, and he just spent some time talking."

"Master Qian, this disciple will remember your warning, never speak nonsense in front of outsiders!"

How can you tell the difference between outsiders and your own people!
When they are peaceful, they are all their own people.

and……

Hearing Wu Dong's words, Pharmacist Qian shook his head secretly, and sighed slightly in his heart, but this problem is too complicated for a child, much more complicated than prescriptions and the like.

Pharmacist Qian stopped talking, just clapped the small wine jar in his hand, and said, "Wu Dong, come, let's taste this Bingwang wine!"

(End of this chapter)