A middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties suddenly squeezed out of the crowd and shouted to Qin Lang.
Qin Lang frowned: "Fake medicine?"
"This is fake medicine."
The middle-aged man said arrogantly.
As soon as the middle-aged man said it was a fake medicine, everyone who was exchanging things immediately stopped their exchanges and looked at Qin Lang in confusion.
"Haha, if you say fake medicine is fake medicine, you must have some evidence. So many fellow warriors are watching! They are not people who don't understand."
Qin Lang looked at this middle-aged man interestingly.
"Haha, evidence? I am the evidence!"
The middle-aged man took out a palm-sized wooden sign from his pocket, waved it in front of everyone and said, "Can this be used as evidence?"
Qin Lang glanced at the wooden sign, which read a row of small characters: Walking in the Spiritual Medicine Shop, Zhong Hong.
"The elixir shop? What is the elixir shop?"
Qin Lang looked at the people around him in surprise.
"You don't even know the elixir shop. It is a sect as famous as the Shendan Pavilion, a sect that specializes in alchemy. On the market, the elixir shop occupies most of the elixirs in the country. The old medicine is the Shendan Pavilion.
There are not as many sources of medicines controlled by the elixir shop."
A warrior shouted at Qin Lang.
"Oh? Since he is so powerful and doesn't even know the elixir, is it possible that this so-called elixir shop is fake?"
Qin Lang said funny.
"fart!"
Zhong Hong cursed at Qin Lang: "How can it be fake when I walk in the elixir shop? The identity tag of my elixir shop is specially made from Zixuan wood. It is unique to my elixir shop and it is impossible for outsiders to have it.
, so my identity cannot be fake."
Qin Lang's face turned cold: "You can say that my elixir is fake, why can't I say that your identity is fake? Could it be that because of your elixir shop's words, all the elixirs in the world are fake?"
All the warriors who were watching were silent. Everyone could see that Zhong Hong belonged to the elixir shop. The elixir shop had a transcendent status and was as famous as the Shendan Pavilion. Zhong Hong said that the small Qi Refining Pill sold by Qin Lang was fake.
No one dared to ask Qin Lang to exchange anything anymore.
Zhong Hong sneered: "I walk in the elixir shop and am most familiar with elixirs. Your elixir is not a elixir at all. It is at best better than ordinary elixirs, but you come here to lie to others. I will not expose it."
You, let you take advantage of so many of your comrades, how can I allow you to harm the people of my generation like this!"
Zhong Hong's words were so loud that they aroused everyone's suspicion. Some warriors who had exchanged items with Qin Lang just now even asked for a return.
Qin Lang couldn't help but feel angry after hearing Zhong Hong's words: "If you say it's false, it's false. If you say it's true, then it's true?"
Zhong Hong looked at Qin Lang arrogantly and said: "Our elixir shop is the authority in this field, of course I am qualified to say this!"
"When did the magical elixir in this world become as common as cabbage on the streets?"
"Also, how many heavenly materials and earthly treasures are needed to refine such a large number of elixirs? I, Zhong Hong, dare to pat my chest and guarantee that, let alone our elixir shop, even with the addition of the Shendan Pavilion, we cannot produce such a product.
There are so many natural and earthly treasures.”
"Think about it, if this is a true elixir, why did he give Wang Mazi one more pill? Why did he not bargain much when exchanging these treasures for you, but gave you an amount that made you feel special?
satisfy?"
After Zhong Hong finished speaking, he looked back at the warriors who had just exchanged elixirs with Qin Lang.
These warriors were all stunned. Yes, when bartering, Qin Lang basically didn't press their prices. As long as they said it, Qin Lang would either not change, or when he changed, it would always be about the same, and sometimes it would be fine.
Give me one more.
This is a magic elixir, not a piece of cabbage that can be given away casually. You must know that even wealthy sects such as Shendan Pavilion and Spiritual Medicine House cannot give away the elixir casually.
Zhong Hong looked at the attitudes of the people around him proudly. He was very satisfied with his performance. He turned to Qin Lang and shouted: "If you can't answer, you won't be able to explain to these many comrades."
"Let me ask you, where did you get these medicines?"
Zhong Hong, who works in the elixir shop, naturally knows that the small Qi Refining Pills in Qin Lang's hands are not only real elixirs, but also extremely pure high-grade elixirs, even close to the level of holy elixirs.
The reason why he did this was just to get all the medicine in Qin Lang's hands into his own hands. Of course, he didn't want it now, but when Qin Lang left in despair, he would find a way to stop Qin Lang and rob him.
The reason why he asked about the origin of these small Qi Refining Pills was because he wanted to know where Qin Lang got them, in case this kid had more pills!
Qin Lang chuckled: "You don't have so many original medicines because you are too stupid to refine real elixirs even with good medicines. I only need to use some ordinary medicines to refine elixirs. I
I made these medicines myself."
Qin Lang raised his hand and placed the two small gourds on his waist on the table: "There are quite a lot of them, do you want them?"
"think……"
Zhong Hong saw Qin Lang's joking eyes and almost said the wrong thing. He secretly cursed this guy for being too cheap and curled his lips and said: "My elixir shop doesn't have any magic elixirs, so why would I want this elixir from you? I just said you are
What a liar, you actually dare to say that you refined these elixirs yourself."
"Everyone knows that an alchemist is a very advanced profession. In our elixir shop, who can become an alchemist is not an old man in his fifties or sixties who has studied elixirs all his life, let alone one who can refine high-grade elixirs.
.”
"You actually say that you are an alchemist at such a young age. Isn't it ridiculous?"
Qin Lang looked at Zhong Hong mockingly: "You just kept saying that my elixir is not a panacea, and now you say it is a high-grade elixir. Are you admitting that you are the liar?"
Zhong Hong didn't expect Qin Lang to seize the loophole in his words and fight back against him. His old face turned red and he stammered: "I mean these pills are fake, and you are also fake when you say you are an alchemist!"
"Oh? It's just empty talk. If you say it's fake, it's fake. I'm afraid you won't be able to convince me!"
Qin Lang didn't care at all and still sat there, but in his heart he had already sentenced Zhong Hong to death.
"Hmph, then I will convince you to die!"
Zhong Hong waved his hand and said: "You said you are an alchemist, then you can make an elixir for everyone in public and see!"
Qin Lang smiled slightly: "You said you asked me to make elixirs and I will make elixirs. Isn't it too overestimating of yourself?"
Zhong Hong laughed loudly and said: "I told you that you don't dare to practice. Refining elixirs is child's play. Are you afraid that you don't even know how many days it takes to make elixirs? Hahaha..."
Qin Lang licked his lips and said: "I will refine it, but you need to provide the medicinal materials, and the refined elixir belongs to me."
Zhong Hong originally thought that Qin Lang would not dare to agree, because an alchemist needs time to brew, and it takes a lot of wasted medicinal materials to hone it.
Unexpectedly, Qin Lang agreed immediately, but Zhong Hong was asked to give out the medicinal materials.
Could it be that he is really an alchemist?
Zhong Hong regretted using such a clumsy method to deal with Qin Lang. He just felt that Qin Lang was young and could throw out so many magic pills with just a few gestures. He had never seen this kid before and thought he was a new chick, but what happened?
No one expected that Qin Lang would dare to promise him to make alchemy.
"Boy, you're not going to play tricks on me, are you? Refining elixirs usually takes at least a day, and it needs to be done in a secret room without being disturbed. Could it be that you want to take the opportunity to escape?"
Zhong Hong rolled his eyes and said.
"Why does it take so long? It's just a pot of medicine to make. One hour is enough. I will make the medicine here in front of everyone. There is no need for a secret room!"
Qin Lang stood up and looked at Zhong Hong with a sneer: "What? You don't dare to gamble? Are you still reluctant to part with the medicinal materials?"
What Qin Lang said immediately resonated with the onlookers.
"Refining medicine in public, could this be a master alchemist?"
"People say so, it all depends on the clock."
"Master Zhong, come up with the medicine. If you say someone is a liar, you must provide some evidence."
Zhong Hong was really panicked. He didn't expect that Qin Lang would dare to refine medicine in public. If he really succeeded in this, wouldn't his old face be lost to Java?
Not only him, Zhong Hong, but also the elixir shop was also embarrassed.
"You, hum, aren't you just ordering some medicinal materials? Zhong can still bring them out, but it's a pity that there is no cauldron here. You really dare to talk nonsense."
Zhong Hong found another reason. Refining medicine requires a cauldron. There is no cauldron here. Let me see how you make medicine.
Qin Lang smiled slightly: "Are you stupid? Didn't I just say it? It's just a pot of medicine, just bring a pot, what kind of cauldron do you want!" (To be continued)