Chapter 8

Test curls came down.

Sun Hecheng called two novice apprentices who had not signed up and told them to take out a sample of herbs, hang it on the wall above the podium and write the number. There were twenty in total.

The wall lamp lit up and illuminated one wall like day.

Sun Hecheng said in a deep voice, "these twenty kinds of medicinal materials are our test questions today. Please write down the names of the medicinal materials in the corresponding numbers of the blank test paper and how to deal with them in detail as much as possible. Each medicinal material accounts for 5 points, out of 100 points. The test time is one hour. Let's start now."

Bai Xiaowen squinted. For him who has the talent of insight, the identification of medicinal materials has no pressure at all and can never go wrong.

The preliminary treatment of medicinal materials refers to the preparations that pharmacists need to make before preparing drugs. This job is actually very particular. For example, for basic cleaning, there are dozens of different cleaning solutions corresponding to different kinds of medicinal materials. If the wrong cleaning solution is used, the phase of medicinal materials will be damaged, which will inevitably affect the success rate of preparation. Such an assistant must be unqualified.

In the pharmaceutical department, there is a thick pharmaceutical encyclopedia, which is like an Oxford Dictionary in another time and space. It is a reference book for people to consult. There are no precious formulas in the pharmaceutical encyclopedia, but the preliminary treatment methods of medicinal materials are all kinds.

The thickness of the pharmaceutical encyclopedia is daunting. Many apprentices in the pharmaceutical department have only a little knowledge for several years. When many people first entered the industry, they all had ambitions and wanted to memorize this pharmaceutical encyclopedia. Only a few months later, they often find that the forgetting speed is faster than the learning speed, so they can only give up bitterly.

Bai Xiaowen, who has a super brain, is not in this list. He just thumbed through the pharmaceutical encyclopedia, and he has printed more than 1000 pages of small words in his mind. His brain has gone beyond the category of "genius" and is almost monster. It can be regarded as a human self-propelled computer or a top-level version.

Bai Xiaowen scanned 20 kinds of herbs and knew it clearly in his heart. The author of the topic is very careful. Twenty kinds of medicinal materials are from easy to difficult. There are ten kinds of basic medicinal materials and five kinds of slightly difficult ones. The last five kinds of medicinal materials are relatively remote and rare. If it were not for Bai Xiaowen's pharmaceutical encyclopedia, the answer would be incomplete.

Zong Jie, sitting at the front, wrote confidently. He was very fast and had answered question 11.

"Only ten minutes later, I finished half of the exam, and I'm quite sure. I should be sure of this exam." Zongjie looked up at the No. 11 medicinal sample hanging on the wall and frowned slightly. Then his eyebrows stretched out, a little excited.

"The eleventh kind of medicinal material is rare, but I have seen it! Very good. If it is as simple as the first ten questions, how can we open the gap and show a level?"

Zong Jie brushed down the answers to question 11, and the following questions 12 and 13, although stumbling, also wrote the answers, which are basically complete.

However, question 14 baffled Zongjie.

In my memory, the 14th herb seems to have some impression, but I can't remember its name. As for the handling method, Zong Jie is even more difficult to determine.

"It looks like magic moss. Should we use baking method? No, the leaf edge of this medicinal material is smooth, unlike the magic moss with serrations. Moreover, the leaf is plump and has oily light. Life energy particles should be contained in the leaves. Baking method will certainly damage the appearance."

Zong Jie hesitated. He had to put a question mark in front of the question number of question 14, and then look at question 15.

However, question 15 is also deja vu, but I just can't recall it.

"Damn it, how can you carry it like that?" Zongjie clenched his teeth and then looked around. Many of the other apprentices looked restless. Some bit the pen tube, some scratched their ears and cheeks. It seemed that they were baffled.

Zong Jie secretly assured himself that it doesn't matter if he did poorly in the exam, but if others did worse.

Zongjie looked at the last five questions with a trace of luck, and his face suddenly collapsed. The last five herbs have never been seen at all! Maybe most of them are used as bricks. There are these rare medicinal materials in the pharmaceutical encyclopedia, but now it's an exam. Zongjie can't turn the book to find the answer.

There was a crash and the stool rang.

Zongjie was startled. He looked at it according to the voice, and his eyebrows immediately frowned.

Bai Xiaowen stood up. He strode to the podium and handed in his paper directly.

"So fast?" Zong Jie almost stared round and looked up at the wall clock on the side. It's half time to hand in the paper!

Bai Xiaowen's early submission of papers aroused the suspicion of many apprentices.

"I'm afraid there's only one possibility for a novice who has just entered the industry for a week to hand in the paper so soon..." Zongjie sneered. "I guess I can't answer a question. I handed in a blank paper! Hum, I knew so. Why sign up? Shame."

On this thought, Zongjie seemed to be in a much better mood. He racked his brains, even took a guess, filled up the spare part of the test paper, and finally checked it again. He didn't hand in the test paper until the bell rang at nine o'clock.

Sun Hecheng collected more than 100 test papers, waved and said, "you're busy. I'll grade the papers on site. Don't worry."

A group of apprentices put the tables and chairs back in place and went to work. However, their attention was obviously not on the work in hand, but all focused on Sun Hecheng.

Sun Hecheng's speed of marking papers was very fast. Many papers were just thrown away at a glance and didn't give a score at all. Obviously, that kind of paper is not even enough for the pass line.

Zongjie found a place close to sun Hecheng, wiped the medicine cabinet one after another, and stared at the tip of sun Hecheng's pen. He was secretly nervous. Up to now, sun Hecheng has reviewed more than 30 test papers, only six of which were above the pass line and got scores.

Wow, another written test paper was drawn. Zongjie's heart trembled. This is his test paper.

Sun Hecheng brushed and ticked, and the first ten questions were all right. He turned to the back and the speed of marking slowed down a lot.

Zongjie's heart is excited, which means that his test paper is worth scoring and must pass.

Soon, sun Hecheng turned back to the front and waved his pen after writing the name of "Zongjie".

Seventy six!

Zongjie secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This is the highest score so far. It's almost certain to enter the interview. As long as you can enter the interview, there is still a lot of room for operation. The elders of Zongjie's family are the elderly retired from the pharmacy. It's basically safe to ask the elderly to give face.

Sun Hecheng raised his eyes slightly and found Zongjie. The pen holder of the red ink pen knocked on the table: "what are you looking at? Go and do something."

Zongjie quickly agreed, suppressed his excitement, turned and walked to the other side of the medicine cabinet. Suddenly, he saw Bai Xiaowen.

Bai Xiaowen cleaned the utensils in the clean water pool. He looked calm. It seemed that he had never signed up for the exam. This calm, in Zongjie's eyes, is another interpretation.

"Ha ha, Bai Xiaowen, how's it going? Do you think it's impossible to enter the interview and hide here for fear of being laughed at?"

Bai Xiaowen glanced sideways at Zong Jie, and his thin lips glanced away with a sneer:

"If I can't get into the interview, who else can?"

"Yo, you're a dead duck. If you can enter the interview, my name will be written upside down!" Zongjie snorted.

"How to write your name is none of my business." Bai Xiaowen disdained it.

"Hehe, that's good. Let's make a bet," Zongjie raised his voice a little. "If you enter the interview, I'll resign! If you don't enter, you get out of here! Dare you bet?"

Bai Xiaowen's eyes flickered and seemed to hesitate for a second: "gambling is gambling. I'm afraid some people won't admit when they lose."

Seeing that Bai Xiaowen was so "timid", Zongjie sneered: "my brothers have come to notarize. The old men spit a nail. If anyone cheats, it's better to be a pig or a dog!"

Seven or eight apprentices crowded over and agreed to testify. They are all young people in their twenties. It's not too big to watch the excitement.

The clean water pool is far from sun Hecheng, and there are two rows of medicine cabinet shelves in the middle. The apprentices are somewhat unscrupulous.

After Bai Xiaowen's utensils were cleaned, he didn't talk to Zongjie and left straight with a basket of test tubes.

The wall clock strikes nine thirty.

A cough came from the podium. Sun Hecheng stood up and held a thin stack of test papers in his hand: "well, we'll announce our results now."