Chapter 102: The Appraisal Expert (Part 1)

The old alchemist opened the bag and a strange smell came to his nose. The eighth-level alchemist frowned and took out a piece from it: "This is..." He didn't recognize what it was at first sight. Ge Zheng laughed in his heart: There has never been such a thing in the history of the Star Refining World. Not to mention you, even Lao Pa didn't know what this thing should be called.

"Test its ingredients." Ge Zheng reminded.

The old alchemist couldn't help but look at him, and felt a little confused: This guy looked very good. There was a laboratory in the branch. The old man picked up a piece and said sorry, and walked to the laboratory behind him.

It is very complicated to fully identify the substances contained in this excrement. Even if Ge Zheng takes it himself, it will not be completed in a few days, let alone an eighth-level alchemist? However, it is still very simple to find out a few main ingredients after roughly identifying it.

Sure enough, not long after, the old alchemist walked out of the laboratory and asked with a serious face: "What price do you want to buy?" Ge Zheng said: "You offer it. I have a lot of this thing and can supply a lot of it. If your price is satisfying me, I will sell it to you. If you are not satisfied, there is an adventurer union in the city anyway."

The old alchemist thought for a while: "I can't decide this. It just so happened that Lord Deerro, one of the twelve deacons of the appraisal department of the association, was inspecting Akhama City. Please wait a moment, and I'll invite him now."

Ge Zheng nodded. Before leaving, the old alchemist winked at the apprentice and immediately a glass of fragrant fruit wine was delivered to Ge Zheng.

After waiting for two hours, he heard a sound of kicking and stomping footsteps coming from behind. Ge Zheng was secretly annoyed. This deacon was really awesome.

The head of the appraisal department is Cleopatra, the only female deacon among the three major deacons of the Alchemists Association, with twelve deacons under it. Del Botero's position in the Alchemist Association is really not low. When he comes to a four-level town like the eastern part of the empire, he will naturally have to show off his character.

"Where are people?" An arrogant voice came, followed by the careful answer from the old alchemist: "Just ahead, be careful, this place is simple and not as simple as the headquarters. Please..."

Before the man came in, he stood up with a big belly first. After the big belly appeared, he appeared in his chest, legs, and then his double chin... in turn.

Del Botro walked out with his hands on his back, facing the sky with his belly and chest outstretched. Ge Zheng wanted to laugh when he saw his posture. He didn't think that being fat and thin is a flaw. No matter how tall, fat, thin, beautiful and ugly, it was arranged by God. But your attitude is not satisfactory.

Ge Zheng couldn't help but think of pregnant women, who always looked like this when walking, holding their waists and tilting their bodies, because after all, the burden was too heavy. However, the pregnant women's maternal brilliance was definitely much more respectable than this brother's face.

"Where are people?" Del Botroro clearly saw Ge Zheng, but he still wanted to ask. He hoped that as soon as he asked, the other party would stand up immediately and agree to "Sir, I'm here." But Ge Zheng ignored him, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

The old alchemist quickly pointed at Ge Zheng and said, "It's this one."

Delbotro was obviously dissatisfied with Ge Zheng's "unawareness" and a cold snorted from his fat and thick nostrils. The apprentice on the side quickly brought him a comfortable chair, and Delbotro sat on it with his butt.

He tapped the table with his fat fingers: "What is it? Let me see." The old alchemist took out a piece and whispered a few words in Deerbotro's ear. The deacon's face changed slightly. He looked at the old alchemist with distrust: "Hmph, can there be such a good thing in this sideline? Could it be that you, the country bumpkin, have you never seen any world, and you are also treasured? "

The old alchemist was embarrassed and his face was burning.

Ge Zheng was happy: You fat boy speaks quite accurately.

Delbotro picked up the excrement on the table, squinted his eyes and looked at it, and couldn't help but exclaim. No matter what his personality was, he was still an alchemist, and he couldn't help but throw it in when he saw the novel materials. Behind him, the old alchemist showed a dissatisfied look: How about it, I'm not talking nonsense.

Delbotro looked at it several times, then did an action that made Ge Zheng stunned: He used his fingernails to pull off a small piece of excrement, put it in his mouth and chewed it into powder, and tasted it carefully!

"Bang" Del Botroro's thick palm slapped heavily on the table. The poor table creaked, and the deacon sincerely exclaimed: "Good thing, I didn't expect such good materials to appear in this fourth-level town! That's great, hey, how many do you have, our Alchemist Association bought them all!"

The old alchemist behind said, "Sir, this gentleman is still waiting for us to offer." Del Botero immediately looked rich and generous and said, "Don't worry, the price tag will satisfy you. But the quality of your materials cannot be reduced." His fat finger pointed at his thick tongue and said, "Don't think of using inferiority as a good one. My tongue is very flexible. What material can be distinguished from the taste of different materials as a good one. If you dare to use inferiority as a good one, I will taste it immediately."

Ge Zheng was stunned for a moment and asked, "Do you use your tongue to identify it every time?" "The preliminary judgment must pass through the tongue." Ge Zheng asked again, "Then every time I come to deliver goods, you have to use your tongue to make a preliminary judgment?" "Of course. What's wrong?"

Ge Zheng hurriedly said, "It's nothing, nothing, I admire you very much!"

The two began to talk about the price, and finally decided that each pound of materials would be sold for one thousand gold coins. The apprentice took out the balance and weighed the bag of materials Ge Zheng. Del Botro immediately paid the full amount of gold coins generously, and also told him to send the remaining materials as soon as possible. Ge Zheng agreed and left the Akham City Branch of the Alchemist Association.

After leaving the door, a wicked smile appeared on Ge Zheng's face hidden under his hood: In order to help Del Botro exercise her tongue identification method, it seems that he should have several times and several more trips.

The Dark Earth Rock Demon eats everything, and the metal mines are all ores. Therefore, the Dark Earth Rock Demon has grown to such a huge size for so many years. I don’t know how many ores it has eaten. Many indigested parts of the ore have become excrement. Although these excrements are chaotic, they actually contain dozens of precious ingredients. A pound of excrement was sold to the Alchemist Association for 1,000 gold coins. In fact, after they refined them, they refined them all one by one. A pound of excrement can make a profit of about 1,300 gold coins, and the profit is 30%.

The reason why Ge Zheng gave up such a profitable transaction was because of his psychological disorders and was unwilling to deal with these differences.

However, what he did not expect was that Deacon Deacon Del Botro had such a powerful identification method.

When he returned to Portlandburg, Ge Zheng immediately hired someone to collect the excrement from the mine, and then ordered the guard captain to lead troops back to Akhama City. He also specially instructed the guard captain to divide each batch of excrement into several groups and send it to the Alchemist Association.

"Is that fat man really never tasted it?" Ge Zheng asked enthusiastically. The captain of the guard held back his smile and reported truthfully: "Yes, sir, I taste it every time, and I taste it very carefully, and nodded repeatedly." Ge Zheng's face was filled with a bright smile of spring flowers, and he waved his hand: "Okay, I understand. Thank you for your hard work, go down and rest first, and send another batch back in a few days. Remember that it is the same as this time."

The captain of the guard came to open the door and was about to go out when he saw two guys at the door facing their eyes and their foreheads facing their foreheads, and they were already carrying them.

Ge Zheng's eyes passed by him and saw Solgevellen face to face with Wolf Crow. "Solgevellen, what are you standing there? If you have anything to do, please come in quickly!"

In fact, since Solgevellen revealed his identity as a dragon in the mine, Ge Zheng wanted to talk to him. But then he thought, who has no secret of his own? He came from another world. Should he tell everyone this secret? Solgevellen saved his life, and what else can he trust? He doesn't want to say it, so don't force him. The ancestors taught us a lesson, do not do to others what they do not want others to do to others. Since they have secrets that they are unwilling to tell them, how can they force others to confess unreservedly to themselves?

Solgevellen glared at Wolf Crow fiercely and flashed into the door from the captain's side.

"Bang" he closed the door with his hands back. Ge Zheng shook his head helplessly: "What's wrong with you two?" Inside the door, Solgevellen said angrily: "I just don't like him!" Outside the door, Wolf Crow was surprised: His forehead is not as hard as me, this is very obvious, why do he still need to verify it?

"Do you have anything?" Ge Zheng asked. The intelligent dragon hesitated and asked, "What did you find out about that dragon soul drum?" Ge Zheng shook his head: "I am waiting for your opinion. I respect the dignity of the dragon - how should this thing be handled?"

Ge Zheng's answer greatly increased Solgevellen's favor for him. He nodded and said, "If possible, I would like to ask you to help the dragon clan and release the sealed dragon soul."
Chapter completed!