Chapter 582 The Third Round
No one knows better than those present here what top-grade medicine means. This is a level that can only be achieved by the most precious and best-quality medicinal materials in the end times. Because of the geographical location, there will always be various fine medicinal materials growing, but only a few top-grade medicinal materials will be produced.
Top-quality items are extremely rare, and their value, quantity, and quality in the end times must also be considered.
Pandas are unique to China and rare, so they are national treasures.
Similarly, they are all cabbages, or some kind of treasure, but the referee directly announced that they are all top-grade. What does that mean? Is he trying to take a backdoor? There is no such thing as favoritism.
"What medicinal herbs are all top-grade?"
"It's Bodhi. You all know how precious Bodhi is nowadays."
"Even if it's Bodhi, it can't all be judged as top-grade, right?"
A large number of pharmacists from other pharmaceutical associations came over to watch, and they were quite dissatisfied and wanted to fight against counterfeiting, and they wanted to see that all the medicinal materials were of high quality.
Minister Zhao didn't stop them. Instead, he sighed and took out the bodhisattvas for everyone to see. "This level, not to mention the poor conditions in the end times, even before the end of the world, it would be considered top-grade. Smell it, take a look. We all know medicinal herbs, so we should be able to tell the difference."
The medicinal herbs were passed around for inspection, and voices of surprise were heard one after another. It was difficult to grow food in this end-of-the-world environment, let alone the medicinal herbs with higher cultivation requirements. Moreover, the medicinal herbs required a longer time to grow, and a few years was nothing.
However, before the end of the world, Bodhi trees were not considered medicinal herbs, but rather planted trees. At the fastest, they could reach the level of medicinal use in four months. However, the Bodhi trees cultivated in this end of the world are much less active, and their medicinal properties are naturally greatly reduced, only barely reaching the level of medicinal use.
Therefore, when the pharmacists who knew medicine saw the truly high-quality Bodhi that was full of medicinal properties, they were really surprised. They originally thought that there was just a large number of Bodhi in Wucheng, but now it seems that it is not that simple at all. The quality of this batch of Bodhi is too good!
The people who came to watch the fun were silent. Minister Zhao smiled but said nothing. There was something even more surprising. These people probably didn't know that this high-quality Bodhi could perfectly inhibit parasites, which was completely KO, and the price they paid for frantically searching for antidotes and substitutes for the past few months.
Minister Zhao even thought to himself: "If it weren't for the regulations that require us to go through the process, I would announce right now that this batch of Bodhi trees is the champion of this event!" He didn't want to delay even for a minute. It would be great if he could finish it sooner and save more lives!
You know, although the raw material Bodhi is available and can perfectly inhibit parasites, the next step and the next step are very cumbersome. The actual pharmaceutical refining is very troublesome with the current doomsday methods.
It is really not advisable to waste the Bodhi tree by directly crushing it into water like Jingshu did. After all, even with such a large batch of Bodhi trees, at least millions of doses of medicine need to be made. It can be said that every Bodhi leaf can be repeatedly refined and squeezed out to extract more medicinal properties.
Little did he know that the chief referee Zhang next to him was just as anxious as Minister Zhao. He wanted to say something several times but ultimately didn't bring it up. He kept smiling, and whenever Minister Zhao spoke, he would smile and nod in agreement, thinking to himself, "Hurry up!"
Of course, there is more than just Bodhi in Wucheng. There are also various medicinal herbs grown by dozens of selected pharmacists. At this time, Minister Zhao spoke very quickly and asked the recorder to record, "Mid-grade!" "Used as medicine!" "Qualified!" and so on. After they were reported in order, it was finally normal.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Minister Zhao was being perfunctory and lenient, and he reported it without even looking at it carefully. However, Jingshu, who was standing by, knew that Minister Zhao had improved the quality a lot. Does this count as selling a good deal?
Many people had noticed, but what good was that? It no longer affected the results, because the Wucheng Medicine Association's top-grade medicinal materials had already filled up most of the screen. There was no need to look at anything else. The Wucheng Medicine Association's score was dozens of times ahead of the second place.
This is bullshit.
In the usual competition, the second round is the most exciting and competitive. Who has more medicinal materials and who has better medicinal materials will keep changing on the screen.
Every movement would cause exclamations. In the past, various precious medicinal materials such as ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum would appear, and without exception, they were of top quality, and there would often be reports at this time.
But what about this time? Those who had only one or two top-grade items were too embarrassed to report them. Just look at Wucheng. Minister Zhao said, "All are top-grade items," which immediately confirmed that Wucheng would be the first in the second round.
It makes me angry just thinking about it. Is it because I wasn’t well prepared? Is it because I didn’t bring enough herbs?
This competition is too boring and too frustrating. This is the opinion of the vast majority of other pharmaceutical associations.
Seeing that Minister Zhao was almost finished, the other judges also accelerated the appraisal and quickly determined the grade at a glance. Anyway, if these medicinal herbs were not all top-grade, they would be lost, and there was no point in further appraisal.
At this moment, Chief Referee Zhang Lao Da stood up excitedly with the help of others. "Now, I declare that the second round of competition is over! The rankings have been displayed on the big screen. Now let's proceed to the final round!"
Talking as he walked.
The referees and several others left together.
Everyone looked confused: "???"
Then the host Xiao Ai said, "Hurry up and follow us. The third round of the competition is now underway. Oh, by the way, I forgot to mention that the third round is not here. Bring your friends who are eating and follow us. The lights and cameras are following!"
“Ohhhh!”
"What's this third round about? Why aren't you here yet?"
"Maybe there's a chance. I originally thought that Wucheng would suddenly appear and crush us this time, but in the next round, if we don't compete for medicinal herbs, we should be able to compete."
"Forget it, forget about first place. I can still try for second place. The reward for second place is not bad, but it doesn't have that mysterious red energy. What a pity."
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The journey was not far, and they had to bring everyone who was going to eat with them. Fortunately, the transport vehicle was on standby nearby. A group of people walked to the side of the Imperial Capital Pharmaceutical Association, only to find that there was an abandoned stadium there.
The air here smells bad, filled with a disgusting stench. Jingshu is very familiar with this smell. Didn’t she smell it just this morning?
"Where...is this place?"
"That's right, this is the place where seriously ill patients infected with parasites are taken in from the imperial capital. Before new drugs are developed, these people are all here." ...waiting to die.
Those who cannot bear it and die will be burned in the crematorium on the transport road. Reality is so cruel.
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