I have been experimenting with medicine in the Palace of Longevity for 30 years

Chapter 49
Jiang Yishan took He Pingan with him, introduced a few words to him every time he went, and after a while, he came to an attic in the southeast corner.

"This is the head of the Drug Department."

Jiang Yishan introduced to He Pingan, in front of him was a middle-aged man with thinning hair who was looking down at the documents.

Although the appearance is not amazing, the master Wang's cultivation is not bad, the mana in his body is pure, and he is an authentic fifth-rank monk of the Taoist sect.

Sure enough, even in the world of cultivating immortals, hair loss is still an incurable disease
"Master Wang, this is He Pingan."

As soon as Master Wang heard his name, his eyes lit up, he put down his work, raised his head, and looked at He Pingan carefully.

"The first drug tester to come out of the drug testing department in 30 years is indeed a talent."

Wang Zhubo was overjoyed, he fought for several times with the commanding envoy, and finally got him over.

He Pingan murmured in his heart that you are the talent, and your whole family is a talent, but he complimented him: "The master's name is like thunder."

"Come on, sit first."

Master Wang pulled out a chair and greeted him warmly.

"Is there any document from the Supervision Department?"

Jiang Yishan handed the document in his hand to Master Wang, and said: "Master Wang, this brother He, before entering the drug testing department, his family opened a medicine shop, and he was born as a scholar. He can read and understand medicine, which is just right for us. Department of Drugs."

"Please arrange a good errand for me."

These words made He Pingan a little surprised. He and Jiang Yishan only interacted during the drug testing, and had no other particularly close relationship. Why was he so concerned about his own affairs.

"Don't worry."

Master Wang took over the document, entered He Ping'an's information into the personnel list of the Drug Department, raised his head and asked, "How about going to the grass department?"

Master Wang had long thought about how to arrange He Ping'an's errand, although it was an inquiry, it had actually been finalized.

Kusanabe?

The corner of He Pingan's mouth twitched, and his heart turned a thousand times. Even if he was open-minded in his previous life, no one would dare to name him so directly.

Can we be a little more reserved, even if it is called heaven and earth, a certain garden will do.

Still can play in other worlds!
"Okay, Kusabe is good."

Without waiting for He Pingan's answer, Jiang Yishan quickly agreed with a smile, with a hint of envy besides flattery in his eyes.

From his eyes, He Pingan could tell that he was a fat job
After the handover was over, Jiang Yishan greeted the two of them and left the Drug Department.

When Jiang Yishan left, Master Wang summoned an old man in his fifties: "Old Yang, he will follow you from now on, recording grass department materials."

He Ping'an's spiritual consciousness swept across, and the fourth-rank monk of Confucianism was full of awe-inspiring aura in his body.

Lao Yang took a look at He Pingan: "You are the No. 1 out of the Drug Testing Department, and it doesn't look like that."

"It just so happens that the grass department lacks a bookkeeper, let's go."

After speaking, he took the lead and left.

What's more than that?

He Ping'an said something Cao Nima didn't know if it should be said or not.

"Old Yang is a man with a bad mouth and a soft heart. Don't pay attention to him. You'll know after a while. He's still quite a nice guy."

Master Wang explained a few words embarrassingly. This old Yang's mouth was so foul that he didn't even give him face.
"No problem."

He Pingan smiled at Master Wang, followed Lao Yang and left.

Tucao returns to Tucao, who made us just switch to "official editor", since we are newcomers, we must have the awareness of newcomers.

What's more, I spent many years in the office building in my previous life. I haven't seen anyone, and I haven't learned how to survive in an office.

See how you handle it.

The attic is divided into six floors, and the sixth floor is exclusively for Master Wang.

The remaining five floors are grass, wood, insects, stones, grains, and five medicine departments.

Lao Yang's name is Yang Qing.

With gray hair, a square face, a goatee, and wearing a somewhat whitish blue Confucian robe, he belongs to the kind of ordinary looks that can't be found in the crowd just by looking at the appearance.

The age seems to be more than fifty years old, but according to He Ping'an's observation, although Yang Qing's magic power is deep in his body, the divine light is slightly loose when his eyes are opened and closed.

It should have started to go downhill, and the age is at least 130 years old.

Taoist and Buddhist monks generally live between three hundred and five hundred years old in the upper third rank.

The average lifespan of a third-rank monk is between [-] and [-] years old.

Martial arts monks focus on polishing their physical bodies, improving their qi, blood and physique, and do not pay attention to the cultivation of their souls. Their life expectancy is only about 150 years old in the upper third rank.

For the rest of the monks like the Confucianism sect, the longevity is slightly lower than that of the Taoist sect, but higher than that of the martial arts sect.

The lifespan of human monks is generally lower than that of demon cultivators, like 500 years of lifespan. For demon cultivators, they have just stepped into the gate of the third rank.

Unless they have taken the treasure of genius, or have extraordinary blood, the average demon cultivator can only enter the realm of the upper third rank after living for 500 years.

Of course, if the human monks run out of lifespan and don't want to enter reincarnation, they can also switch to the rumored ghost way, and they can reach the age of three thousand if they reach the third rank of lifespan.

It's just that when the life energy of the ghost way is exhausted, he is really dead, his soul is scattered, and he has no chance of reincarnation.

The grass department is on the fifth floor. He Pingan followed Yang Qing and arrived there in a few steps.

Although there are many items in the room, they are neatly arranged and spotless, as if they have just been scrubbed.

In the attic, apart from Yang Qing, there was also a young man dressed as a civil servant, who was busy writing.

"This is the grass department. I don't have too many rules, but there is one thing to pay attention to."

"I don't like mess, it must be clean and tidy."

Yang Qing instructed He Pingan.

Not only has a poisonous tongue, but also cleanliness.

"Yes, Master Yang."

He Pingan replied respectfully.

"The Department of Drugs collects all the drugs provided by the guards of the Daxuan Changsheng Palace, and then hands them over to the Department of Alchemy to make pills."

"Our Grass Department is responsible for registering all herbal medicines."

He Pingan looked at the many medicine boxes placed in the house, many of which were still affixed with talismans, and the aura was shining, obviously not ordinary.

"You will sit there from now on, close to Xiao Han."

Yang Qing pointed to an empty seat next to the busy young man.

Hearing Yang Qing mentioning him, the young man raised his head, his appearance was plain, with a red string hanging around his neck, and he greeted He Pingan enthusiastically.

"Little brother Han Li, you are Brother He Ping'an, I've heard of you a long time ago."

"No.1 in the Drug Testing Department, amazing!"

He Pingan hurriedly said modestly: "Brother Han is too much for the prize, and the real person in Changchun is taking care of him."

The publicity of the drug testing department is also in place.

Hearing that He Pingan mentioned Changchun Immortal, Yang Qing became interested: "I heard that Changchun Immortal's Xichen Pill is the medicine you tried for him?"

"Well, he did look for me back then."

He Pingan said modestly.

Yang Qing nodded, wanted to ask something but didn't ask, then ordered Han Li to introduce the work of the grass department to He Pingan.

The main thing is to be responsible for the spiritual materials of plants and trees sent by the Herb Collection Department, and compare them with Daxuan Herbal Collection, and register them by category, so as to facilitate future inquiries.

After hearing it once, He Pingan knew what was going on, and he would be able to get started soon.

If there is anything you don't understand, ask Han Li beside you.

Seeing that He Ping'an quickly entered the working state, especially the handwriting, which was not bad, Yang Qing nodded slightly and didn't say anything more.

At this time, Han Li sent a report to Yang Qing's desk: "Brother Yang, you were not here just now, so you sent it here."

Yang Qing took the mansion newspaper and looked at it for a few moments, then suddenly slammed the table, stood up abruptly, and cursed angrily: "Traitors are harming the country!"

"The treacherous officials are wronging the country!"

He Pingan glanced at it, and saw three large characters written on the mansion newspaper: An Yaoce!

　Everyone, give Xiaomengxin an encouragement!Even if it is a recommendation ticket or a comment, it is support!

　　


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