Eldest Miss Divine Calculation

When I think about it, their current understanding of Mu Hanyan has also changed drastically. From the initial rejection and contempt to the present closeness and awe, even they themselves find it incredible.

Such a nickname as Mu Dayan sounds more like a joke to them.

Mu Hanyan walked along the wooden frame and frowned secretly. Although the car item arranges these herbs very well, there are several herbs that seem to have wrong names, but she is actually not proficient in herbs, but she has more experience than others, so she is not sure.

"It turns out that it is these herbs, but that's all, you might be disappointed if you want to rely on them to become famous." Qu Shanling said disapprovingly while watching.

Mu Hanyan didn't bother to care about him. Since he dared to speak big words, he was naturally certain, but this old **** stick didn't know it now.

Mu Hanyan secretly mocked in her heart: Don't you count the sky and the earth as life and death, why can't such a small matter be counted?

"The grades of these herbs are considered good, but most of them have been ruined, and if you look at them, they are all classified into the wrong type. This is clearly a clear cattail, but it must be said to be heaven. Yinglan." Seeing Mu Hanyan ignored him, Qu Shanling thought he had a guilty conscience, so he pulled up even more, commented on the herbs, and pointed out the mistakes in disdain.

Mu Hanyan's heart moved, she also suspected that she had mistaken the medicinal herb named Qingpu Cao, but she was not sure.

Well, taking advantage of this opportunity, it is a good thing to let Qu Laoshen Gun help to identify it, it's free!

"No, this is obviously Qingpu Grass." Mu Hanyan pretended to be puzzled, picked up the medicine and looked at it carefully.

"You said it’s Celestial Blue, you still don’t believe it. Take a closer look. The fine teeth on the leaves of the clear cattail should have pointed hooks, and Celestial Blue looks alike, but the fine teeth on the leaves are No hook." Qu Shanling found an opportunity to show off his talents in front of Mu Hanyan, and said with pride in his heart, pointing to the herb.

"Oh, it turned out to be like this. It doesn't matter if one plant admits wrong occasionally." Mu Hanyan pretended to be unconvinced, and threw Yinglan back that day, and tore off the label with the name.

"What is an occasional plant? And this is also wrong. This is not Qingsi Luo, but Yiyeqing. Look at the middle of the leaves, facing the sunlight, there is a green silk called Qingsiwu Sidao, and the one without it is called Yiyeqing. ." Seeing Mu Hanyan's death, the duck's mouth was hard, Qu Shanling certainly wouldn't let go of the opportunity to continue hitting him.

"Oh, it's easy for people to admit mistakes, it's no big deal." Mu Hanyan continued to "stubbornly", throwing back the herb and tearing off the label.

"What is meant by people is easy to admit mistakes. If you are wrong, you will not admit it, and this sea stone grass is also wrong..." Seeing Mu Hanyan, he refused to bow his head, and Qu Shanling picked up another herb to help. Appraise it for free.

"Sea stone grass, it's rare at first, it's more normal to admit mistakes." Mu Hanyan burst into laughter in his heart. However, he pretended that a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, and continued to play "Let's find the difference" with Qu Shanling.

"Bullshit, the herb is used to save lives, can this be admitted casually? Look at this snake letter vine, how can it be recognized as a blue and white vine... There is also this snow chick flower, but it is not admitted to be wrong, but snow chi flower What is useful is not the flower, but the root. You set it as the third class because the petals are missing a few pieces. Is the root intact if you don’t see it? And this golden leaf bamboo, as long as the bamboo joints are intact, it is the top grade. Third class, because the branches, leaves and roots are broken? Ignorance!"

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Qu Shanling was furious by Mu Hanyan's indifferent attitude, pointing to the rows of wooden racks, bitterly screaming, pointing out the mistakes one by one.