All ten boxes were opened. The young master glanced at them and shook his head slightly.
"Five bottles have already appeared. They are not considered new elixirs. Three bottles are mixed fake elixirs. The last two bottles are too low-grade."
With just one glance, the young master read all ten bottles of medicine.
His words were full of disappointment.
"Ancestor, there is nothing you want." The young master is actually the great-great-grandson of this old man.
The old man nodded slightly without opening his eyes.
The young master waved his hand and ordered the person to turn around.
After a pause, the young master said to the shopkeeper: "You are not serious enough."
Ten bottles, not one was satisfactory.
The big shopkeeper's heart trembled and he panicked.
The old man is here in person, what a great opportunity this is!
Instead of seizing the opportunity, they caused dissatisfaction.
Suddenly, the big shopkeeper felt someone tugging on his sleeve.
Looking back, I found that it was shopkeeper Zhou who handed over a bottle of black and white spiritual liquid and Zhou Zhang's low-pitched voice transmission.
"I just received it, grade three."
Only the third grade?
What's the use?
Among the ten bottles just now, there were several bottles of fifth grade.
However, the big shopkeeper has no choice but to become a living doctor.
"Sir, I just collected a bottle. I didn't have time to record it. Please take a look at it." He offered it with both hands with anxiety in his heart.
The young master glanced at it and wanted to make a judgment.
It turned out that I really didn't know him.
"Huh? It's really a new type of elixir that I've never seen before." The young master took it over and opened it.
A wave of fresh fragrance hit, making the young master's spirit suddenly shaken: "What an overbearing medicinal power!"
He was about to continue making judgments when suddenly his hands were empty.
Looking sideways, the old man who couldn't open his eyes was holding the spiritual liquid excitedly: "The long-lost spiritual liquid given by the gods, Hunxiao Zen Heart!"
The young master was shocked: "Ancestor, you..."
In the past twenty years, my ancestor has been in poor health and has always been in a state of depression.
Do you often not open your eyes all day long, let alone look excited?
Ever since he was a child, he had never seen his ancestor look like this.
"Hahaha, God will not kill me!" The ancestor laughed, raised his head, and immediately swallowed the Duxiao Zen Heart.
Suddenly, he was full of energy and his face was full of smiles.
"Is there any more?" the ancestor asked shopkeeper Xiang Zhou.
Shopkeeper Zhou trembled and said shiveringly: "Reply to the old man, that man only sold one bottle."
"Find him!" The ancestor stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes shining brightly: "At any cost!"
"Ancestor, your spirit has completely improved?" The young master was happy and surprised.
The ancestor shook his head slightly: "Of course not. The Dusk Zen Heart can only last for one year, but this bottle is just a failure. If it is a finished product, it will last at least two years."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but sigh: "I have repeatedly ordered Jianjiatang to spend a lot of money to purchase new elixirs, and it is indeed correct!"
He had tried all the elixirs available in Tianyue Ridge regarding his symptoms of mental apathy.
No effect at all!
That's why we place our hopes on those new elixirs.
This time, Lingnan held a Qionglou Banquet, and he came to try his luck.
As a result, what he wanted was not met at the Qionglou Banquet, but was purchased by a small Jianjiatang under his command.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but curiously asked: "How much did you give the other party?"
Shopkeeper Zhou said with a guilty conscience: "One hundred thousand Tianyue coins."
The ancestor's white eyebrows raised: "Only one hundred thousand?"
"This thing was worth a million Tianyue coins a thousand years ago. Although it is a failure, it is not less than half a million! The price you gave is too low!"
He was a little worried. The seller felt that he had been deceived by Jianjiatang and would no longer show up easily.
"I deserve to die, I deserve to die!" Shopkeeper Zhou couldn't help but kowtow, panicking.
The ancestor stroked his beard and said: "Immediately draw a portrait of this person, and the merit will be eliminated!"
"Yes Yes!"
Soon, Shopkeeper Zhou drew a portrait of Xia Qingchen.
His painting skills are good, and his paintings are lifelike, ninety-nine points similar to his own.
"Why are you as old as me?" The young master blinked and asked in surprise.
The ancestor pondered: "No, that elixir is very fresh. It should have been refined half a month ago. Could it be that the young man is just responsible for selling it, and there is someone else who refined it?"
Judging from the purity of the elixir, it was clearly the work of a highly skilled and skilled master.
It is definitely not possible for a young person to succeed.
Shopkeeper Zhou said bitterly: "My subordinates definitely did not make a mistake."
The ancestor nodded and waved his hand: "Take out the rubbing of the portrait and notify the city lord to search the whole city. Remember not to disturb him."
This person's tone is really too loud.
As if the city lord would definitely obey his orders.
However, after half a stick of incense, the entire city's guards received death orders.
Within one day, the person in the portrait must be found.
Otherwise, everyone will be dead!
For a moment, the whole city was in a state of uproar!
In a certain teahouse, Xia Qingchen was condescending and looked at the slightly chaotic scene on the street in surprise.
"What happened?" Jin Linfei looked dumbfounded: "The city lord of this city has always been stable, why did he cause chaos in the city before the Qionglou Banquet started?"
Xia Qingchen shook his head and said indifferently: "Maybe he is looking for someone."
Looking at Jin Linfei in front of him, Xia Qingchen smiled and said, "I owe Brother Jin a favor this time."
After leaving Jianjiatang, he met up with Jin Linfei.
"Haha, what are you talking about?" Jin Linfei smiled, waved his hand, and said, "Father will introduce you to the organizers later. I hope you will make preparations in advance."
Xia Qingchen heard the deeper meaning and said, "Senior Jin, it must be difficult to invite a junior like me, right?"
Which of the invitees to the Qionglou Banquet is not a person with a distinguished reputation and a high status?
He is an unknown boy and has no qualifications to be invited.
It must have taken a lot of effort for Jin Buhuan to convince the organizers of the Qionglou Banquet.
"The rest of the organizers are okay. They are the leaders of the Youlong Chamber of Commerce. They may make things difficult for you." Jin Linfei sighed.
"Three months ago, I passed through the Nebula Sect, and the few shipments of goods I took were to do business with the Youlong Chamber of Commerce."
"But who would have expected that an accident occurred while handing over the goods. A container fell down and hit the precious granddaughter of the leader of the chamber of commerce to the point of death."
"Only the white bone Ganoderma lucidum from Xiling can save her. It will take at least a year to go back and forth from Xiling. But his granddaughter can only live for two or three months at most, which is too late!"
"Youlong Chamber of Commerce is angry with the Jin family, so it is full of revenge on everything about the Jin family."
Otherwise, how difficult would it be for Jin Buhuan, as the richest man, to get an invitation letter?
With that said, Jin Linfei took out a crystal card.
"There is a limit of 10 million Tianyue coins in it. If the president of the Youlong Chamber of Commerce embarrasses you later, you can take out this card and shut him up." Jin Linfei said.
There was only one reason why he was unwilling to invite Xia Qingchen.
Xia Qingchen is neither a wealthy buyer nor a treasure seller.
Of course it's not worthy of his invitation.
If Xia Qingchen holds the crystal card and becomes a buyer, he will have nothing to say.