"Why? Can''t a herbalist who hasn''t passed the examination of the herbalist Union provide you with medicine or pill for Jubao pavilion?" Shen Lang asked a little funny.

    "No... no, of course. OK, please come this way." the woman in green was surprised, blushed on her pretty face and stepped back.

    Anyway, any herbalist, regardless of grade, is very respected.

    People who know the strength of Jubao Pavilion and dare to say "long-term cooperation with Jubao Pavilion" as soon as they export it, and say they don''t have the grade of a herbalist, are either fools or really powerful herbalists.

    Although he looks young, he has extraordinary bearing, especially his eyes, which are a little scary. He is very different from those teenagers of the same age or aristocratic family CHILDES who look around or pretend as soon as they enter the Jubao Pavilion.

    Although Zhanlan is only a maid here, she sees a lot of people after all. She has a much stronger vision than ordinary people in terms of people.

    She nodded respectfully, motioned, turned around and took Shen Lang to a place.

    While walking, she picked up the register in her hand, and then asked softly, "my name is Zhanlan. If you come back to Jubao Pavilion later, you can find me at any time... I don''t know what grade your medicine is? Can you tell me a little first?"

    Shen Lang knows that this is a routine inquiry of Jubao Pavilion, because Zhanlan needs to roughly judge the value of the things in the customer''s hands, so as to take him to see a pharmacist of the corresponding level.

    If the customer''s things are of little value, but they are brought to the senior pharmacist, she won''t have to do this job in the future.

    However, on the customer''s side, it is not necessary to tell the truth many times. It only needs to disclose a little. After all, there are many people.

    In fact, there are very few people like Shen Lang who swagger into Jubao pavilion with his true face and carelessly sell potions or elixir artifacts.

    The so-called wealth is not exposed. In this mixed place, if people know that they have high-grade pills or potions

    A little lucky is to cause some trouble. A little unlucky may directly lead to death.

    Only a guy like Shen Lang dares to be so arrogant.

    "I don''t know the specific grade. Let the pharmacist have a look. It''s not a powerful thing, it''s just a bottle of giant medicine." Shen Lang said faintly.

    The pace of walking suddenly paused, and Zhanlan suddenly stopped.

    Shen Lang didn''t expect that she would suddenly stop at this time and hit it directly.

    "Ah!"

    They both gave a soft cry at the same time and separated like an electric shock.

    "You say... Giant... Giant potion?"

    Turning to her head, Zhan LAN slightly opened her ruddy mouth, blushed and stared at Shen Lang in amazement. Just now, she almost screamed. She can only use this problem to quickly divert her attention, not to mention stopping because of this thing.

    Giant potion, the worst of this potion is spirit potion, and it is the rarest and most popular potion among spirit potions.

    Although the level of pill is the same as that of magic weapon and secret weapon, which is divided into ordinary level, spirit level, Xuan level and so on, the value of giant potion is much higher than that of spirit tools of the same level.

    There are many first-class and second-class spirit tools in Jubao Pavilion. They are sold at auction every day.

    But giant potion, which can appear once or twice a year in Jubao Pavilion of Tianfeng City, is enough to stir the whole Tianfeng city.

    This is a medicine that can greatly increase the strength of martial artists in a short time.

    It is a kind of thing that leapfrog challenges and reverse the war situation in a short time.

    Not only is refining very difficult, but all kinds of materials needed are extremely rare. Many times, money may not be able to buy some of them.

    "What''s the matter? Is there any problem?" Shen Lang asked with a slight frown.

    Zhanlan hurriedly apologized and said, "no, no problem. I''m just too surprised. I''m really sorry, because there has been no giant potion in Jubao Pavilion of Tianfeng city for a while... Do you want to sell a bottle or?"

    "One bottle, I''m too poor to buy materials, otherwise I can refine more bottles..." Shen Lang shook his head with a bitter smile.

    "Pa!" the book in Zhanlan''s hand fell to the ground.

    She quickly bent down and picked up the essence of the ground.

    "Childe... Childe means that you refined the giant potion yourself?" she asked again in disbelief, for fear that she had heard wrong.

    Nodding, Shen Lang said in a very flat tone, "didn''t I tell you I was a herbalist? Of course I made it myself."

    After standing for a long time, Zhanlan quickly shook her head, her breathing became thicker and thicker, and her eyes to Shen Lang were full of respect.

    God, such a young refiner? Does this look like sixteen or seventeen?

    Can he refine giant potion?

    How is this possible? If this is true, how sensational it must be in Fengcheng this day

    Did I meet such a genius?

    Zhanlan tried to control her mood before she whispered, "young master, you..."

    "My name is Shen lang. call me little wave or small wave." Shen Lang interrupted with a smile.

    "Hehe, OK, Lang Shao... Please come with me." Zhanlan has been in Jubao Pavilion for a long time. There are not many big people on weekdays. She reacts very quickly and controls her mood soon.

    But her fingers were still shaking uncontrollably.

    "Yes."

    The interior of the treasure gathering pavilion was like a maze. Shen Lang followed Zhanlan for more than ten minutes before he came to a small reception room.

    Although the house is small, all the furnishings are spotless. There is a stove of sandalwood like things burning in the corner of the room, which makes people relaxed and happy.

    The walls are also covered with calligraphy and paintings, including mountains, rivers, birds and animals.

    Shen Lang was received by a young man of about 30 years old. He was wearing a black robe and looked very energetic.

    Just a little arrogant. When talking to people, he always likes to look at the sky at a 45 degree angle, as if the people in front of him are not qualified to let him look down.

    Not only that, the young man didn''t seem very happy. It seemed that everyone owed him a hundred spirit stones.

    Especially after seeing that the customer brought in by Zhanlan was such a little boy, he stared at Zhanlan with bad eyes. He was very unhappy that Zhanlan would bring such a person to him.

    Thinking about the rules of Jubao Pavilion, the young man snorted a breath from his nose and said faintly, "sit down."

    Shen Lang nodded slightly and sat down opposite the young pharmacist.

    A general herbalist is actually a herbalist, and he is a highly qualified herbalist, otherwise he can''t be a herbalist.

    The young herbalist''s attitude is normal, because in fact, other herbalists are almost like this virtue. Others owe him tens of thousands of gold coins, which is worse than the tool smelter.

    He was about to explain his intention, but the young pharmacist waved his hand and said impatiently, "OK, you can leave the medicine you want to sell. After I read it, I will help you evaluate it, and then sell it at this price. You will register your name and other information with Zhanlan later, and come and get the money in a few days."

    Shen Lang''s face sank

    I expect to sell this giant potion and then take the money to refine miraculous medicine for my father. Who the hell has time to wait for you to evaluate it?

    How many more days to get the money?

    If I take the money and collect materials, dozens of bottles of giant potions can be refined in a few days!

    "I hope I can use this medicine as soon as possible. I''ll wait for the money." Shen Lang said a little upset.

    He is unhappy, and the young pharmacist is even more unhappy. He has never seen a customer talk to him like this!

    How dare you stay?

    Do you know how valuable my time is?

    You''re a little boy. I wasted so much time for you?

    The young pharmacist''s face suddenly became more ugly. He sneered and said: "Boy, is this your first time to Jubao pavilion? You''re afraid I''ll do something with your potions? You don''t ask. I''m LAN Luosi, but I''m one of the most proud disciples of master Sima Yan, the medicine refining master of Tayun college! I''ve prepared more potions than you''ve ever seen in your life. The potions you take out are also worthy of me What are your hands and feet? "

    "Oh, LAN Luosi, herbalist, please don''t always say ''you''re such a thing''? Although my kind of thing is not very good, it''s not something you can provoke..." Shen Lang said faintly.

    I''m kidding. Regardless of his age and identity, Sima Yan had to bend his head in front of himself when talking about refining medicine!

    If you have to show your true achievements in refining medicine, say something impolite, not to mention the purple Chu state. No one dares to be arrogant in front of him!

    As a student of Sima Yan, you are really a little cow who can take off - cow pen God?

    "You! Good good..." lanlos didn''t expect to meet someone more arrogant than him. He was so angry that he even said three good words.

    However, when he saw Shen Lang''s calm appearance, he suddenly clicked again.

    Although lanlos is arrogant, he is not stupid... If the boy in front comes from any big power, it will be a lot of trouble.

    "Just bear him this time!"

    Zhanlan, standing by, almost fainted when she saw lanlos treat shenlang like this.

    Your lanlos is very powerful, but the medicine refined in front of you is a giant medicine!

    Although I don''t know what kind of giant potion it is, the person who refined it is only so old after all!

    Once such a genius comes into the world, let alone the green wood level forces like the city Lord''s residence of Tianfeng City, I''m afraid the dark iron level forces and evil wind valley will come and rob people. How dare you talk to others like that?

    Do you know that the boy sitting in front of you has stood higher than your teacher Sima Yan?

    Zhan LAN shook her head so hard that she didn''t faint. Then she coughed and came over to lanlos and said, "Hello, lan..."

    "OK, what''s good! I''m very bad now! I was just refining the spirit level first-class Qianyuan pill, but you interrupted me by bringing someone in! Do you know how valuable my time is? Bring all cats and dogs to me! Forget it this time and get out! You don''t have to do it here next time! Get out!"

    Lanlos almost roared and shouted at Zhanlan.

    Zhan LAN watched him lose his temper. Tears of grievance burst into her eyes. She covered her mouth with her hands and burst out crying. When Shen Lang wanted to hold her, it was too late

    "Being so rude in front of a beautiful woman and saying such words... Doesn''t seem to be in line with your identity as a herbalist?" Shen Lang said with cold eyes: "I wanted to leave directly. I don''t need you to identify, but you are so arrogant. Ha ha, I want you to identify!"

    He said with a gentle wave of his right hand, and a bright light flew steadily to the table with a small glass bottle.