The clerk arranged the half-sheets of alchemy prescriptions with the alchemist's name written on them one by one, and then flicked the papers, and the papers slowly became transparent until they disappeared.
"Guest, please wait a moment. You will receive a reply in less than a moment."
The waiter served a pot of tea and two plates of snacks, and chatted with Yang Zhao while eating.
Less than half a cup of tea later, a little bird with a black back and a blue belly flew to their table.
The boy smiled broadly at the little bird.
"coming."
The little bird just walked around half a circle on the table, opening its bright yellow mouth, and a clear child's voice reached his ears.
"Hmph, I knew that this young master was the fastest. Hey, that silly bird across the way, our master has taken your order."
After saying this, it pecked the table with its small yellow mouth, and half of the alchemy prescription appeared out of thin air, with the name of the alchemist—Shen Changqing written on it.
The waiter had some embarrassment on his face and took the little bird into his hand and covered it: "Ahem, guest, don't blame me. This black-backed harrier has just emerged from the egg shell and cannot speak. But the alchemist Shen Changqing is very good at alchemy. It’s well received here.”
That means that this bird is still young, so don’t be too familiar with it. The alchemist is still good.
In fact, Yang Zhao was not angry, on the contrary, he was very curious. Mainly because it was the first time she saw a bird that could talk in real life, so she didn't care much about its swearing.
Just like when everyone is faced with a foul-mouthed parrot, their reaction is more to laugh out of novelty than to boil it, pluck its feathers and eat it.
But she couldn't put her thoughts on the surface, so she nodded calmly.
But the black-backed harrier was angry. It kept struggling in the hands of the waiter, and finally the bright yellow mouth came out, and the arrogant childish voice sounded again.
"You stupid bird, let go. Let me tell you, I am not someone to be bullied. If you don't let go, I will hold your hand!"
This sentence frightened the waiter so much that he let go of his hands, and the black-backed rocker instantly flew up, cursing in his mouth.
"You idiot, how dare you to catch me, bah!"
It arrogantly circled around the man's head quickly, and then rushed out like an arrow.
The smile on the waiter's face could no longer be maintained, and half of the magic formula in his hand was pinched. Yang Zhao looked familiar and recalled, wasn't this the beginning of the fireball technique?
"Um, are you okay?"
The guy scattered the magic formula in his hand, and the smile appeared on his face again.
"Hehe, hehe, it's okay, my guest, are you satisfied with this alchemy master? If you are, you can secretly write down the elixir recipe and prepare the consumables for the calligraphy elixir."
Yang Zhao turned around and stared at Shen Changqing's wooden sign for a while, nodded, and determined that this person was the alchemist.
Then the guy took Yang Zhao to a quiet room, prepared a piece of paper and pen separately, and took a deed signed with Shen Changqing's name and stamp.
"Just write the elixir recipe here. After you finish writing it, Master Shen will naturally receive it. Take this book and compare it with the half of the prescription or the sign on the wall to compare the notes and spiritual power."
Yang Zhao: "Won't Master Alchemy come and sign the contract with me in person?"
The smile on the boy's face continued: "Maybe you don't have to worry. Lijing City has this rule. In order to ensure the safety of the alchemists, they will not show up casually. They will all sign their names on the contract and leave their spiritual power."
Yang Zhao nodded, indicating that he accepted his explanation.
The clerk pointed to a small bell on the table and said, "When you have finished writing, just shake this bell."
Then he exited the quiet room with a smile and closed the door from the outside.
Seeing the clerk go out, Yang Zhao first read the deed carefully, and then tested the spiritual power of both sides with half of the elixir recipe. There was no difference between the two sides. Then she put down the deed and picked up a pen to write down the elixir recipe silently on the table.
There are some things that cannot be studied in detail. Now it is important for her to increase her cultivation.
But after writing the first word, she discovered the magic of this pen and paper, because as soon as she wrote a complete word, the whole word disappeared. Not to mention black ink on the paper, there wasn't even a watermark on it.
This is a good thing!
Yang Zhao was a little greedy. This thing should be double-sided, and the other side was in the hands of the alchemist.
This looks a bit like chatting on a mobile phone. The difference is that one is on an electronic device and the other is on paper and pen.
When she finished writing all the prescriptions, the paper was still as smooth and new as before.
Then she signed the deed, and every inch of the deed was burned away, and a red line appeared on her wrist.
After finishing all this, Yang Zhao shook the small bell next to him. After a while, the door was opened from the outside, and the guy walked in.
"Now that you have written it down, guest, you can prepare the consumables for refining the elixir. If you don't want to go out, you can buy it in our Xinglou. If you have other favorite merchants, you can also ask them to send things over now. "
This Xinglou is good at doing business. Although they do not charge intermediary fees between customers and the alchemist, they use the alchemist as a traffic sign and sell various elixir consumables, thus making a lot of money.
Where can Yang Zhao find any merchants he likes? She could only leave the fifth floor and start shopping in Xinglou.
