Wonderland Wholesaler

Chapter 3 Salted fish turned around?
He began to write all the prescriptions, refining, dosage, and effects of Wutong grass in black and white.

This scene naturally aroused everyone's contempt. Those who are interested in alchemy will naturally record the alchemy recipes, and dictation is trivial, and there is nothing to show off.

Regardless of other things, Zhu Sheng tapped the chalk in his hand with his own rhythm, "Crack! Crack! Crack!" on the blackboard, echoing in the empty lecture hall like a counterattack battle song, one stroke at a time, unhurried, handsome handwriting Write down a formula for alchemy.

It was okay at the beginning, everyone knew what he wrote, and everyone should review it. As he wrote more and more, everyone's expressions began to change, and some people were even surprised by his actions at the moment. Surprised.

Alchemy is okay, but Lingcao itself is very boring, and it doesn't bring much sense of accomplishment and wealth to people. It's just like the farmer's uncle who grows food. It doesn't make much money, but food is indispensable in this world.

Therefore, there are very few people who seriously study the study of Lingcao, let alone those who can memorize all the recipes and write them silently. They have never heard of such serious people.

Looking at it now, Zhu Sheng was meticulous and unhurried in writing out the prescriptions one by one without any sign of difficulty.

This made Feng Nishang not only curious about Zhu Sheng, but also what kind of person this is.

It is rumored that he is a good-for-nothing recognized by Yanhuang Academy. He has no knowledge and skills, eats, drinks, has fun, deceives and kidnaps. He will definitely be sent home after the big exam. Now he is full of confidence. His handsome handwriting makes people like him. What he wrote The recipe for the elixir is even more accurate, and even the measurements are clear, word for word.This made Zhu Sheng in her eyes covered with a thin veil, and she couldn't help but want to lift it off and see Zhu Sheng's true face under the veil.

After Zhu Sheng filled the entire blackboard with recipes, some people began to whisper in the lecture theater of Nuoda University that although dictation is not difficult, it depends on who.

Even if Zhu Sheng just boasted that he wanted Xianyu to turn around, it is not easy to write about 80 kinds of prescriptions on a whole blackboard silently.

Of course, they still won't admit that Zhu Sheng has become smarter, but they don't say bad words anymore. After all, even if Zhu Sheng was incompetent before, his performance at this time is quite convincing.

Just when everyone thought it was about to end, Zhu Sheng calmly changed a piece of chalk, pulled down another blackboard, and started writing briskly again, "Crack! Crack! Crack!"

This time, I had just finished writing the first type of elixir, and the whisperings below turned into quarrels, because Zhu Sheng's elixir did not exist in the "Danjing" at all.

"How about it, let's start making up pill recipes. At first I thought Zhu Dasheng was really enlightened, but I didn't expect to start cheating again. A salted fish is still a salted fish, and he will never become a real dragon." It doesn't matter whether Danfang is right or not, anyway, what he doesn't know is fake, so let's talk about it after being hacked.

"I don't think so." A little boy with thick glasses said shyly, attracting everyone's attention.

"Although I don't know why this elixir does not appear in the "Alchemy Sutra", if you take a closer look and think about it, you will find that the basis of this elixir's pharmacology and spiritual power application is very solid, and there is no conflict in it. It must have gone through millions of experiments before it can be made into an elixir. It is definitely not something that can be made up by random people. If it is really possible to make up an elixir recipe of this level, I can only say that Zhu Sheng is a genius."

What the little boy said was very sincere and serious, but it shocked the people around him.

This little boy is not someone else, his name is Ye Qingya, he is a disciple of a well-known alchemy family in the Fire Country, he is already an alchemy apprentice at a younger age, some even say that Ye Qingya already has the strength of a junior alchemist, and he only needs to wait for one exam.

Such achievements can be counted among hundreds of thousands of comprehension students in their class.

At this time, he can tell that Zhu Sheng's recipe is not simple and everyone can't help but look at it. Could it be that Zhu Sheng is really enlightened, the salted fish is about to turn around, and the peasants are about to be the masters of the family.

Zhu Sheng also heard what Ye Qingya said, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly. It seems that his thinking is right. Regardless of past life or this life, he must use actions to speak for everything. Talking can only show how incompetent and stupid he is, and his strength is the only one. It is the last word. Grandpa Mao said that there is absolutely nothing wrong with political power coming out of the barrel of a gun.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" The chalk in his hand tapped on the blackboard with some kind of magical power, attracting everyone's attention and not looking away.

It's more like a silencer, asking everyone from the whispering at the beginning to the loud quarrel to the current silence, to carefully analyze the authenticity of the Dan Fang he wrote, and to find evidence that he is making up.

He didn't have time to argue with these people about the truth and falsehood. In the blink of an eye, he had written dozens of new elixir prescriptions. Those who carefully compared the "Alchemy Classic" were surprised to find that they were all prescriptions that were not recorded in the "Elixir Classic". This not only caused the entire lecture hall to become commotion again.

As Zhu Sheng finished writing all the words on the second blackboard, the entire lecture hall could hear the pin drop. Two to three hundred pairs of eyes, filled with doubts, disbelief, jealousy and various emotions, stared closely at the chalk in his hand.

"Is this or that Zhu Dasheng who only knows how to pick up girls, eat, drink, play fart and brag, and sends love letters when he sees a girl he likes?" The two big blackboards and hundreds of prescriptions completely subverted their perception of Zhu Sheng.

"Not to mention that this kid is ignorant, deceived, and has been a mortal for more than half a year since he started school. He hasn't even opened the seal of his textbook. What's the matter with these two blackboard recipes?" Forget about Fang, what the hell are the dozens of things that are not recorded on the other blackboard.

Just an ordinary person, how could he suddenly write more than a dozen Dan recipes that are not even recorded in the standard textbook "Dan Jing", and all of them seem to be true, not made up.

Zhu Sheng's actions at this moment are probably more shocking than the first time they discovered that men and women's body structures are not exactly the same.

As the mastermind of this incident, Zhu Sheng quietly glanced at the bewildered crowd, then slowly raised his arms.

"What is he doing!"

This action, which couldn't be simpler, made everyone's eyes hot, and even the air was condensed into a tense atmosphere by the hot eyes.

Then he pulled down the third blackboard.

"Gollum!"

Ye Qingya swallowed hard, as a disciple of the elixir family, he is even more obsessed with elixir than women.

Just now Zhu Sheng’s second piece of black and white has dozens of pills, although they are not high-end pills, but after careful consideration, he found that they each have magical effects, and they can be called high-quality goods. Fine-quality pills are rare, but what he didn’t expect was this Zhu Sheng still has a prescription for Dan to write.

Ye Qingya did not dare to delay, so he quickly took out his personal notes and took out a magic pen. His palms trembled slightly with excitement, and he began to copy the prescriptions written by Zhu Sheng word for word. It seemed that there was no pretense at all, but extremely serious.

Not only that, everyone was surprised to find that Teacher Feng Nishang sat in Zhu Shenggang's seat at some point.

The number one beauty in the school and a senior alchemist, her beautiful eyes are full of inconceivable and novelty at this moment, as if she found something interesting, her delicate body trembled slightly with excitement, holding a treasure slip in her jade hand, and she seemed to be taking notes seriously Dan Fang written by Zhu Sheng.

This scene is absolutely shocking. If it is said that Ye Qingya, an alchemy apprentice, is not mature enough, and what he has learned is not convincing, then Teacher Feng Nishang is also transcribing it!
What does this mean?This shows that even a senior alchemist like Feng Nishang doesn't know that there is such a kind of alchemy formula, so he must study it with an open mind. It can be seen that Zhu Sheng's writing at this moment has gone beyond the scope of the "Dan Jing", and it may be another system.

After figuring this out, the whole auditorium suddenly became noisy. Everyone stared at Zhu Sheng's back eagerly like a hungry wolf seeing a little white rabbit.

There was no ridicule and contempt, but more shock and disbelief, and even the disgust in the eyes of a few little girls had disappeared, and the rest were full of shining little stars, who threw their unabashed love for Zhu Sheng.

After the shock and admiration, the two 300 people felt like they were facing a big enemy. They didn't know where to take out their notes, and they didn't care whether Zhu Sheng was trash or not. I missed a punctuation mark and started to copy Dan Fang.

This is a Dan formula that is not even recorded in the "Dan Jing"!I can't tell if there is any magical medicine in it.

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Zhu Sheng ignored the shock of the people behind him, and he felt dizzy after writing on the third blackboard.

Cursing secretly that this body is really waste, the good times were completely abandoned by the predecessor, it's fine if you don't have spiritual roots and can't cultivate the truth and seek immortality, if there is still physical cultivation, why do you give up on yourself like this.

Insisting on finishing the third blackboard, he thought it would be fine, he had already achieved the result he wanted, at least the people in this classroom would not speak out against him again, and he was startled on the spot when he turned around.

(End of this chapter)