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He rubbed his eyes and looked like he had just woken up.
The red robe on his body hung crookedly, revealing a part of the collar of the clothes underneath, and he looked very unkempt.
The young male alchemist sounded impatient, and one could tell from his expression that he was difficult to get along with.
Hearing the noise, the female cultivator subconsciously looked over here. When she saw who it was, she was stunned for a moment, then she shouted, "It's him! He's the one who registered me! Return my Tiqing Pills to me and save my son!"
The female cultivator rushed towards the man, grabbed his sleeve tightly, and cried out.
The alchemist was stunned for a moment after being pulled over. Seeing the woman's tearful and snotty face, he showed disgust and quickly pushed her away. "Go away, go away! You are getting close to me, you little cat or dog! It's so dirty!"
The steward had a look of "something bad has happened" on his face and quickly stepped forward, "Master Meng Xiaodan, this person said that her elixir was wrong..."
The steward briefly described the situation, his expression somewhat ingratiating, "Look at this..."
The alchemist surnamed Meng paused after hearing this, thought for a moment, and then said, "Oh, it seems that's the case... Didn't I write about Tiqing Pills?"
"No." The steward shook his head.
The man scoffed. "If she's wrong, then she's wrong. If she wants it, take it. If she doesn't want it, just return the money. It's such a simple thing. Why are you arguing so early in the morning?"
The female cultivator could no longer control her emotions and started crying in the hall.
The manager quickly stepped forward to persuade them and try to calm the situation down.
Master Meng Xiaodan... Could it be that he has some relationship with President Meng?
If this person is really a relative of President Meng and President Meng is willing to protect him, then Ning Zhishui feels that she can just leave.
After thinking about it, she took out the sound transmission note and sent it to President Meng.
"President Meng, I'm almost there. Are you at the Dan Club?"
After a while, President Meng replied, "Okay, I'm in the alchemy room and will come out to pick you up right away."
Ning Zhishui put away the sound transmission talisman and hid outside the door to continue watching the show.
The female cultivator was not so easy to get rid of because it was easier to buy medicine here than elsewhere because she was in the right.
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It was at this time that a female cultivator came.
The female cultivator was wearing old clothes, her face was haggard, and her hair was not carefully combed into a bun. As soon as she arrived, she asked, "Excuse me, Master Alchemist, are the Tiqing Pills I bought ready?"
The person sitting behind the cabinet at the door should be a manager. He raised his eyelids and said, "Tiqing Pills? Let me check."
The female cultivator seemed very anxious, but she still waited patiently.
The manager flipped through a few pages and then said, "Tiqing Pills? You must be mistaken. We don't take orders for this pill here."
The female cultivator was stunned, her face paled for a moment, and then her voice suddenly rose, "Impossible! You clearly accepted 800 crystal stones from me, and I still have your tokens here..."
As he spoke, he took out a wooden sign with the logo of the Alchemy Association on it.
This wooden sign is used exclusively for transactions. Each sign has a number, and each number will be registered and correspond to a different order.
For example, there is a "42" on this wooden sign. Normally, if you look for the registration book, you will find the transaction corresponding to 42.
Ning Zhishui was standing at the door looking around at this time. He was not in a hurry to go in. After seeing this, he just watched from the side.
Everyone inside was busy with their own things and no one paid any attention to her.
The steward took the female cultivator's badge and began to flip through the book.
As he was flipping through the pages, he seemed to frown, and Ning Zhishui noticed a change in his expression.
But he quickly said, "There's no Tiqing Pills. It says Miaqing Pills here. Did you remember it wrong?"
The female cultivator shook her head like crazy, "No, it's not the Mia Qing Pills. My son is seriously ill and what he needs is the Ti Qing Pills. There's no mistake! I want the Ti Qing Pills, give them to me quickly!"
The steward frowned and said, "Look for yourself, it says 'Zhaoqing Wan'. Here, this is it."
He took out the prepared miasma-clearing pills and handed them to the female cultivator.
The female cultivator knocked the bottle away. "This isn't mine! I clearly bought Tiqing Pills to treat my son's illness! I came here the night before last. You took my money and told me to come pick up the pills this morning... You must have made a mistake!"
The steward sighed, "There are only Miasma Clearing Pills, no Crying Clearing Pills. If you want them, take them. If you don't want them, I'll return the 800 crystals to you."
The female cultivator burst into tears, "How could you do this? I came here to buy pills because I trust your alchemy association. I refused to buy pills from other places that only charged 750 crystals. My son has finally made it this far, just waiting for the pills to heal his illness. How could there be no pills? How could there be no pills?"
The elixir is gone, what should she do with her three-year-old son?
Unlike the pills used for adults, the pills for children need to have precise dosage ratios based on their age and condition, so there are not many ready-made medicines and most of them need to be customized.
This kind of customization takes at least one day, which means we find someone today and the medicine can be delivered tomorrow.
If you want to get it done on the same day, you not only have to pay extra money, but most importantly, there has to be an alchemist willing to take the job.
They often have a lot of orders in hand and need to queue up, so they can't just jump the queue with just any order.
The female cultivator had already waited for over a day because she had given this order to the Alchemy Association. What would it matter if she was refunded now? How could she possibly find the Tiqing Pills in such a short time?
The manager shook his head. "I can't help you. The alchemists in our alchemy association are all busy. If you want us to refine it, we have to come and pick it up tomorrow."
The female cultivator cried helplessly, anxious and grief-stricken. "I can wait for a day, but my son can't wait... Master, please be kind and help my son refine the elixir quickly. I'll wait here for you, okay?"
She didn't know what the problem was. She was angry, of course, but her worry about her son prevailed, and she didn't dare to offend the alchemist.
It would be better to say something nice, maybe the other party would be willing to let her cut in line quickly?
Ning Zhishui saw the crux of the problem.
The steward clearly saw something when he was looking through the booklet, but for some reason he didn't say anything.
In theory, the registration booklet would contain very detailed information, such as the date the guest paid, how much they paid, who was responsible for registration, etc.
The manager just went to check and should have seen the corresponding registered name. The correct approach would be to call that person over and ask clearly who is responsible.
But he didn't do it.
Is he the one responsible for the registration?
No, if it was him, the female cultivator would have said it directly and would have confronted him on the spot.
That is to say, the person above is someone that even the manager doesn't want to offend?
Ning Zhishui didn't think that the female cultivator would get the name of the elixir that saved her son's life wrong, so the problem most likely lies with the person who registered it.
"What are you arguing about so early in the morning, Uncle Jiang? If there are any guests causing trouble, just kick them out."
A yawning alchemist walked out of the alchemy room.
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