[天命为凰]

Untitled Part 119

119 A Good-looking Girl

"Senior Brother Qi, who do you think will win?"

"Miss Lu." He answered firmly.

"So sure? Pharmacologist Qin is a walking medicine though!"

"Yeah, and Miss Lu looks like she's still new....."

"We bet on her to win!"

This reason shut all the youngsters up.

The youngsters then diverted their attention towards the elevated stage. They realized that the official was having some difficulties.

Since they were making copies of the given medicine, it was necessary for the official to have a sample for comparison. Yet the one from the Hall of Immortals was in Miss Lu's stomach right now...

They had no choice but to ask the clerk to bring one more box here.

"Miss Lu, please double check." The man pointed to him.

Lu Mingshu took one and popped it into her mouth. "Yes, it's this one."

"Official, please."

The best method for identification was taste. The official first ate the pill given by the Hall of Immortals, then the one that Lu Mingshu made. Under the witness of all the spectators, she then stated, "... It's totally the same."

The crowd was surprised with the results and spectators started buzzing. This girl who manufactures pills like a newbie made a copy of the pill? The official stated that it was completely the same. That means that she got all the correct ingredients and measurements!

What kind of tongue does she have? Does this mean that, as long as she tastes it, she can determine one's secret recipe?

The bunch of youngsters were taken aback by this. "Really awesome."

Qi Sheng's mouth was wide open. He had been doing this for years and he knew the weight of the four words: "It's totally the same." Even if it were his own master, he did dare not say that his copy of the medicine was "totally the same."

This sentence sent Pharmacologist Qin to the edge of his seat. He couldn't help but throw helpless glances at his boss around the corner.

The pill that Lu Mingshu had taken out was cut into many small pieces. The official took one and popped it into his mouth.

In an instant, the fresh mint taste flowed down his throat and entered his stomach like a warm current, immersing the official in an inexpressible blanket of comfort.

The official was startled by the effect as the raging waves filled his heart, but he remained emotionless. After the effect died down, he took the one that Pharmacologist Qin made.

"The ingredients are the same." He started slowly, "But there's only fifty percent of the effect."

The spectators started discussing things amongst themselves.

One was totally the same while the other one only had fifty percent of the effect. The results were out.

The man plastered a smile on his face and sent the official back to his seat before he made the announcement. "Miss Lu wins this round!"

Those who bet on Miss Lu cheered and threw the rewards onto the stage.

Eighty percent of them had bet on Pharmacologist Qin. The twenty percent that bet on Miss Lu got double the rewards.

At the corner, the boss stood up in anger.

Lose? Just like that? How could it be? We spent millions and years on the walking medicine Pharmacologist Qin and yet we lost to a teenage girl?