Chapter 103： Are they all so poor?

Chapter 103 Are you so poor?

Baozi has no interest in playing games, but Feng Chen knows that he likes monster crystals.

"Spar? A beautiful stone that Sweetie likes? Good!"

Sure enough, when Baozi heard that he wanted to give him crystals after losing, he readily nodded in agreement.

Feng Chen's plan is that when the time comes, he deliberately loses two rounds, let Baozi win two crystals, so as not to hurt Xiaotuanzi's young and fragile heart.

Originally, this little dumpling was the weakest one in their family of four.

"How to play?"

Baozi was in high spirits, his jet-black eyes were as bright as jewels.

Feng Chen didn't really mean to treat Baozi as an opponent. After all, Xiaotuanzi was only three and a half years old, and he didn't know anything about medicine.

If he was serious, he would be bullying children.

So, he said casually: "The game we play is called guessing herbs and guessing pills, that is, let's smell each of the herbs and pills first, remember their tastes, and then close our eyes later to see who can pick them up again." Quickly and accurately guess the names of medicinal materials and elixir."

This sounds simple, but it is actually not easy, because what you have to remember is not only the smell of those medicinal materials and elixirs, but also the complicated names.

Let alone a baby, even the disciples of the genius doctor school may not be able to make mistakes.

So, in order to prevent Xiao Baozi from losing too much, Feng Chen planned to give him a little more time to remember, and to prepare as many memorable medicinal materials and pill names as possible.

His purpose was to test Xiaotuanzi's talent.

Baozi nodded, this game sounds very simple.

But Uncle Feng Chen seems to be very poor and doesn't have too many crystals, so Xiaotuanzi turned to look at the other people beside him, and asked, "Do you have any crystals? Do you want to play together?"

Third Elder: How can this little doll change? Didn't you just say you don't play games?

Spar?

He has it!

But he, an elder of the genius doctor school, went to play with a three-year-old little milk baby blindfolded, and he was afraid that if he said it, he would not be bullying the junior, but the little milk baby!

He couldn't afford to lose this person.

The little disciples of the genius doctor school didn't want to play games with this little milk baby at all, so they didn't say anything.

Baozi was a little disappointed, sighed and said: "Uncle Feng Chen, didn't you say that alchemy is very rich? Then why are you people in the genius doctor school so poor? You don't even have spar."

The third elder felt that such a little milk boy should not look down on their genius doctor.

"Who said we don't have any crystals anymore? Yes, you all take out the crystals on your body and have a good time with this... little doll."

The three elders had already spoken, and the young disciples of the genius doctor school naturally couldn't refuse, so they could only take out one or two precious crystals hidden in their bodies.

Although Baozi felt that those crystals were smaller than the crystals that his mother and father played with Tian Gao, it was better to have some than none.

"Uncle Fengchen, please lend me a spar first, and I will return it to you after I win."

Everyone just thought he was coaxing him to play, and didn't think he, a three and a half year old milk baby, could really beat them.

So, even if Baozi didn't take out the spar as a bargaining chip, they wouldn't say anything.

But this little doll actually borrowed a spar from Feng Chen as his bargaining chip, and competed with them on an equal footing, which surprised the little disciples of the genius doctor school.

The third elder was also surprised, Mo Beiyuan's bloodline hadn't grown crooked yet, so help him take it back and teach him well, lest he grow up like his god-killing father.

(end of this chapter)