Interstellar Pharmacist

Ten days later.

"No one is responsible for the customer over there. You go over there quickly. You, the cashier is too busy, so go to help. Hey, everyone is busy, how dare your kid be lazy? Go to the warehouse and move some to stop the bleeding. That's too much." Qi Yuan stood aside, assigning tasks to his employees one by one.

Seeing other people's promises, not daring to refute him at all, Qi Yuan was secretly refreshed. Signing a lifetime agreement with Qi family is the most correct thing he has done in his life!

Look, it's only been more than ten years. Because of his ability to do things, he was valued by the master, and he was given the surname by the master to manage a branch. It is not impossible for him to be transferred to the main store after a few more years!

There is a good shade under the big tree, relying on the Qi family, and now he is also considered a number one on the planet.

Thinking about it, Qi Yuan couldn't help his thoughts fly away. If the master wants him to be transferred to the main store, should he refuse?

Although the branch has a little less money, it's comfortable! He is the shopkeeper, he has the final say.

Going to the main store is different. There were eyes staring everywhere, and everyone was better than him. Although the main shop has more wages than it is now, there is no extra money! Like in a branch nowadays, he occasionally puts customer returns into his pocket, unconsciously, isn't it?

But, what if the master is unhappy if he refuses?

Qi Yuan was okay when he was idle, and began to struggle with the obscure things.

"Bang—" A porcelain bottle was placed on the table, and a strong man was standing by the table with an angry expression on his face, and said with an urn voice, "What's the matter with your pharmacy? What kind of tattered thing is this? Come out to sell?"

Qi Yuan was calm. The master's requirements are extremely high, and all the returned goods are required to be processed. He longed for someone to ask for a return so that he could put it in his pocket.

It is a pity that he has been a branch shopkeeper for two years, and he rarely meets a customer looking for a door-to-door return once a month.

Qi Yuan smiled to appease the customer, "Don't worry about this customer, make sure you have something to say. Our shop is here and we won't run away." He even made a joke in the mood.

The brawny man was slightly relieved, "I heard that your Zhixue San is the number one healing medicine for Huang Shaxin, so I gritted my teeth and pooled enough money to buy a bottle. What happened? What was in my hand?"

Qi Yuan felt ashamed. Someone probably put the powder in the wrong bottle.

Hey, they all told them to be careful, the reputation of the Qi family is the most important, and he has made such a low-level mistake, and he has to find out who it is and deduct his salary.

Qi Yuan has met this situation several times. After all, he is a human being, and he will inevitably make mistakes. I don't know what medicine is in the bottle this time.

However, in the past, other medicinal powders were filled in the wrong bottle, and the people under his staff would pay special attention when making hemostatic powder. In case the customer needs Zhixue San to save their lives, pour out other powders, isn't this life-threatening!

Qi Yuan scolded the idiot half to death in his heart, and accompanied his smiling face, "Let me see first."

He picked up the porcelain bottle, poured out some in his hand, got close and smelled it, dumbfounded. As if not convinced, he leaned close to the powder and smelled it, shocked.

It's Zhixue San, it's not wrong.

"What you sniffed, is it a dog? I don't care, I must give me an explanation today." The strong man dissatisfied.

Qi Yuan didn't care about it and asked blankly, "This is Zhixue San, yes, what's the problem with the customer?"

The brawny man didn't seem to believe, "Things are right? Is it your famous Huangshaxin Zhixue San?"

"Yes." Qi Yuan stood out proudly, his waist straightened a bit.

"How is it possible? This is the effect of the No. 1 healing medicine? The new Zhao's drugstore in the next street has better hemostatic ointment effect than this!" The strong man seemed shocked, his voice raised a few decibels.

Qi Yuan calmed down. He was looking for faults in the name of customers. The next street? The new Zhao's pharmacy? Hemostatic cream? Knowing it so clearly, it's not here to disrupt the situation, who believes it!

"Oh? I don't know how effective his hemostatic cream is? I really want to see and see." Qi Yuan showed a playful smile.

This is not the first time someone finds fault on it. Whenever he said this, the customers in the store would help booze. When people take out the so-called better medicines, the individual will laugh at him when he puts Zhixue San together with other medicines.

Sure enough, as soon as the voice fell, the customers in the shop followed suit.

"How good is the effect? ​​Take it out quickly and let me see."

"It's not a good thing to go to the Qijia pharmacy. Why do you always meet such idiots. Do you think it can be successful to promote your own store like this? Treat everyone in the world as idiots?"

"Don't say that. What if someone's mental quality is not good enough, and he just turns around and runs away? I want to see him joke!"

The brawny man showed an angry expression and pointed to the few people who spoke, "I see, you are all trustees, you are in the same group with the store! Deliberately cheating people out of money!"

One of them frowned and said, "Lao Tzu is a dignified sixth-level martial artist, and it was the first time that he was said to be a consignment. Not to mention that this is just a Qi branch. Even if it is the main store, Qi Xing personally appears, he can't ask Lao Tzu to be his home. Please tell him something nice. If the new store's stuff in your mouth is really good, take it out and open my eyes."

"Are you really trusting?" the strong man asked hesitantly, seeming not to believe it.

The man rolled his eyes and said, "If I have the ability, I will show you the proof. I am a regular customer of the Qi family. If you can prove that the new store has better ones, I will go over and buy ten boxes of healing medicines immediately!"

The strong man looked relaxed, as if he believed it, and murmured from time to time, "Ten boxes, that would cost 1,800 credits, so expensive."

As he said, he turned his head and yelled at Qi Yuan, "I said, your business is really not honest. There is a box of 180 credits in the store, and a bottle of 200 credits in your store. The result? No one’s business is used, the effect is good, and the price is still expensive. What do you say is this. Isn’t this cheating?!"

Qi Yuan thought that the other party was scolding the dog **** head, believing that the other party was here to find the fault, with a professional smile on his face, "There are many people present. If you feel that Qi's stuff is not as effective as others, you can try it on the spot. Next, let everyone comment."

The brawny man tentatively asked, "Then, if what I say is true, would you let me return the goods and give me all the money?"

Qi Yuan waved his hand, "Yes, no problem."

The sixth-level martial artist interrupted, "Don't worry, if you really get a better one, even if the Qi family refuses to admit it, I will give you two hundred credits, just as you tell me the reward for better healing medicine. ."

The brawny man was happy, rubbing his hands, "Okay, you said it yourself, I didn't push you."

"Didn't you say there are good things? Take them out." The sixth-level warrior embraced his arms and waited for the good show.

The brawny man carefully took out a bamboo box from his pocket and held it in his hand, "The stuff is here, how can I try it?"

Qi Yuan clapped his hands, and two of the employees came out one after the other, "They both scratched the wound on their hands and applied medicine at the same time. The effect is obvious."

The brawny man was shocked and stammered, "He and they took the initiative to scratch and cut wounds on their hands? Not so good, right?"

Qi Yuan smiled secretly, when things came to an end, finally knew that he was afraid?

The sixth-level martial artist is used to seeing it, and directly grabbed the bamboo box from the strong man and threw it to one of them, "Let's start."

Qi Yuan gestured to the employees, and the two of them cut wounds on their wrists together. The two seemed to be experienced, and the size and depth of the cut looked similar.

One of them used the ointment in the bamboo box, and the other used the powder in the porcelain bottle placed on the table by the strong man and applied them to the wound at the same time.

With powder, the bleeding stopped in about half a minute, and the wound had scabs after one minute.

The wound contracted quickly after the ointment was applied, and the blood stopped in about ten seconds. In about half a minute, a thin layer of pinkish skin is formed at the wound.

Set a verdict on top of one another.

Qi Yuan's eyes were dull, and he didn't expect such a result at all.

The sixth-level warrior's eyes condensed, and he picked up the brawny man with his right hand and left quickly.

From a distance in the air came the sad cry of the strong man, "My money—"

The sixth-level warrior casually stuffed him two hundred yuan notes, "Where is the new store, show me the way!" The things are cheap and effective, and they must be very popular. What if you are late and get all robbed!

The people who stayed in the Qi's pharmacy were dumbfounded, seeing the sixth-level martial artist running away carrying the brawny like a chicken.

Suddenly, someone screamed, and while rushing out, they shouted, "Wait, take me! I don't know the way!!"

It's as if a switch is turned on.

In front of the cashier, a customer selected medicines and suddenly patted his head, "Sorry, I forgot to bring the money." Then he didn't need anything, and ran out the door, seeming to be going home to get the money.

Qi Yuan couldn't speak angrily, and secretly said that you have made several credits in the store. Use forgetting to bring money as an excuse, who believes it!

Next to the shelf, several customers who had been fighting for Zhixuesan began to show humility.

"I'm not in a hurry, let it be for you."

"I have Zhixue San on my body, I just want to prepare some goods, let alone worry. Give it to you, don't be polite with me."

The person next to him finally couldn't help it, "Damn, don't give in when it's critical! The person who knows the way was picked up by the sixth level. If you don't chase out, can you still see the silhouette? Let's cry! I'm leaving now."

This person ran out of the shop, complaining in his mouth, "It seems to be the new Zhao's drugstore in the next street? Damn, the ghost knows where and which street is across! People I have seen and things encountered So many, I have never seen such an unreliable trust! Telling the address clearly will kill you?!"

Customers in the store ran out one after another. Some tried to catch up with the leaving figure of the sixth-level warrior. Some tried to analyze which street they were separated by themselves. Some asked passers-by to search for a few keywords, such as the newly opened Zhao family. A pharmacy, ointment, is nearby.

Looking at the deserted branch with customers running out, Qi Yuan couldn't help but shudder in his heart, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart, muttering to himself, "There is going to be something wrong!"