"Good boy, you're so arrogant..."

Lan Luos narrowed his eyes and suddenly swallowed half of the words behind him, and his eyes looked at Shen Lang a little solemn.

Even if he had the cultivation level of medicine, he would have been slight and easy to take it out. This young man actually threw it out so casually... Just throw it away. The key is that this move is really beautiful. Using spiritual power to wrap objects so accurately, it requires at least the cultivation level of the Qi Martial Realm. Martial Arts warriors are a bit unpleasant. It is difficult to leave the body and can only practice the body.

But even if it is in the Qiwu Realm, it is not that amazing...

The problem is that the boy in front of him is too young. He looks like he is either fifteen or sixteen.

As an appraiser, Lancelo's vision will not be too bad, so he did not dare to go too far when he was unable to confirm. He could only nod and said with a look of resentment: "It's not impossible to give you an appraisal, but I'm very nervous. The things that were interrupted by you before will continue. I will only give you three minutes."

"Haha, I personally think that if you can't identify my potion in three minutes, Sima Yan probably won't admit that you are his student. Don't glar at me, just work." Shen Lang leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, and looked at Lancelo mockingly.

Lanlos snorted lightly and focused on the potion on the table.

The color of the potion on the table is very strange. Ordinary potions are very obvious in color, but this potion is colorful and bizarre and unspeakable.

According to Lanlos's experience, the colorful medicinal liquid is either very poor, such as those made by some beginners; or it is very high-grade and refined by masters.

However, the boy in front of him could not have the shadow of a master from the beginning to the end...

And before the bottle cap was opened, a strong and irritating smell appeared in the whole room. Lanlos just smelled it and couldn't help frowning. What if the bottle cap was opened, what would be wrong?

Who dares to drink such a big smell?

Lancelo sneered, opened the bottle cap and began to check...

"The inferior tiger potion that can improve its strength in a short period of time is estimated to be 500 gold coins." In less than twenty seconds, Lancelo made a judgment.

Not only that, when he put the giant potion back on the table, he also muttered with his mouth: "Trump... But with your ability, it's pretty good to be able to refine such potion."

"Garbage? Low-quality tiger potion? Five hundred gold coins?" Shen Lang raised his black thread on his forehead, and smiled and said, "Can I ask, is your teacher really Sima Yan? Can he teach a student like you?"

"Bastard!" Lanlos slapped on the table and said furiously: "What do you mean? Are you doubting my abilities?"

"No, how could that happen?" Shen Lang smiled.

Lancelo's expression had just improved a little, but he continued, "I don't doubt your ability, I don't believe in your ability at all... If President Sima Yan knew that the students he taught were so self-righteous and so bad, he would probably want to find a piece of tofu to kill him."

"You, you..." Lan Luos pointed at Shen Lang and shook his fingers, as if he was swaying.

However, although there were a thousand voices in his heart that made him go over and beat the bastard boy upset, he still endured it.

The rules of Jubao Pavilion must not engage in action with customers, otherwise the consequences will be serious...

"Okay, continue to refine your pills, and waste my time." Shen Lang shook his head helplessly and stood up.

He really didn't want to say anything, so he picked up the giant potion and wanted to leave.

What an international joke? A bottle of spirit-level fifth-grade giant potion is a bit more powerful than what Deng Jianchen drank last time. It was treated as garbage and was too lazy to even look at it. I really think I am stupid enough to have more money?

"Bastard, who is wasting whose time!" Lanlos trembled all over his body in anger.

However, just as Shen Lang got mad and walked to the door, the door was pushed open.

It was pushed away by someone.

An old man who was about the same age as Sima Yan, with white hair and wrinkles on his face, panting, and azure behind him.

"Is it my friend Shen Lang? I am Sima Qing, the chief appraiser of Jubao Pavilion." The old man said happily, regardless of what Shen Lang felt, his rough big hands held Shen Lang's hand and shook it repeatedly.

"Oh, it's Mr. Sima, you are..." Shen Lang glanced at the blue circles on the side, and he already understood what was going on.

But this name seems a little familiar...

Sima Qing laughed loudly and said, "Do you think my name is a bit similar to Sima Yan, the director of the Alchemy Academy of Tayun Academy? That's right, that idiot is my brother, hahahaha..."

"Idiot..." Shen Lang's cold sweat came down. It was probably this old guy who dared to call Sima Yan an idiot in Tianfeng City.

Even if Sima Yan is far inferior to him who has the inheritance of the War Emperor in terms of medicine, he respects the other party in terms of age and cannot be called an idiot. Sima Qing is just so.

Sima Qing held Shen Lang's hand and refused to let go, pulled him back to his position, and then sat down in the position where Lan Luos had been sitting before, then he said with a breath: "I was busy outside just now, Zalan came over and told me that you are here, ah, I ran over immediately. Fortunately, I caught up. Don't blame me for being negligent!"

"How dare you blame me if you can come here in person?" Shen Lang said politely. His style has always been to respect him one foot, and he will give him one foot.

On the other side, listening to the conversation between the two old and the young, Lanluo, who had been sluggish on his face, swallowed with great difficulty.

This is really terrible...

Sima Qing, the chief appraiser of Jubao Pavilion, was actually polite to a 15 or 16-year-old boy?

And he actually jogged all the way!

You know, even Sima Yan was too lazy to come in person when he came here, how could it be...

What is this young man’s origin? Could it be that he is really from a major force in Tianfeng City?

But isn't it right?

With Sima Qing's identity, even if the city lord Ye Xiaozheng came over, he might not have done this. When Ye Xiaozheng saw him, he had to call him senior respectfully!

I have been in Jubao Pavilion for several years, and have never seen him treat a client so politely?

"Is this kid from the Evil Wind Valley? Yes, it must be like this. Except for the people from the Evil Wind Valley, where did the little kid from the Black Iron-level force make the old man so polite? He also ran over here in person?"

While wiping sweat, Lancelo desperately thought about how to explain to Sima Qing for a while.

Anyway, although this kid brought a bottle of garbage potion, he was from a big force. The way he did just now really embarrassed the other party, and he had to find a way to save him.

But how to recover it is a difficult job.

As a noble alchemist and a dignified alchemist, you must not say that garbage potions are high-grade potions against your conscience.

Otherwise, his reputation will be ruined forever! Who can trust his appraisal vision in the future?

Then, I can only praise this kid for becoming an alchemist at a young age and then being handsome and handsome...

Not bad, I will say that in a while.

What, it’s just a humble and flattering person. With such praise, I, Lanluo, are such a genius!

Lanluoth was in the battle between heaven and man, but the few people there didn't pay attention to him at all.

Sima Qing narrowed his eyes and said, "By the way, I heard Zalan say just now that my friend is here today, is he bringing a bottle of high-grade potion?"

"What? High-grade?" Lanlos was stunned for a moment, then glared at Zaolan fiercely.

This is really outrageous. Even if you really want to flatter, you have to change your approach! Even if the other party is big, you can't do this? This girl Zalan is really a mess!

If you say the garbage in the other person's hands is a treasure because the other person is quite big, then it will become a joke?

The reputation of our Jubao Pavilion will be greatly damaged... It seems that this girl Zalan is really not good, she is going to replace her people!

It's so stupid!

Even shooting horses is so unskilled!

Shen Lang smiled and said, "It's not very high-quality. It's just a thing I made casually. If I didn't spend money, I wouldn't have made such things for money."

Lanlos immediately smiled and looked at them. People from major forces are different. They are not short of that little money, they are just making fun of it... They do it casually, do you think they are so honest?

"Ah?" Sima Qing looked at Shen Lang with a look of surprise, and then looked at Zalan standing opposite him.

This seems a little bit wrong. Didn’t Zalan say that he brought giant potion? Why did he say that he is not very high-grade, but something he made casually?

Just kidding, Giant Potion is not something you can make at will.

This kind of thing is not only a troublesome thing to do, but also the several kinds of spiritual medicines that need to be used are extremely scarce. Even if you really know how to refine this medicine liquid, it is not a very simple thing to find these materials.

"Although it is something that is made casually, I won't sell it casually, because just now, I changed my attention..." Shen Lang said with a flat mouth.

"No, don't change your attention. To be honest, I haven't been in contact with the Giant Potion for a while, especially the ones who are a pharmacist of my age... I'd like to ask my friends to take out the Giant Potion for the old man to observe!"

Sima Qing said, glaring at Lanluo on the side fiercely, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Giant...giant potion?" Lanlos was stunned and thought he had heard it wrong.

"Well, giant, human, medicine, medicine..." Sima Qing almost gritted his teeth and said it word by word.

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Chapter completed!