Chapter 463: Small Town Preliminary

Zuo Feng quickly retracted his gaze. He was in a bad mood just now. Although he didn't understand why he was like that, Zuo Feng immediately shifted his attention to other places.

Just after the three people arrived, the three old men on the high platform stood up at the same time. The city lord surnamed Lin and the old man in blue robes walked to the edge of the high platform and looked down. The old man surnamed Lin nodded to the three newcomers, and his expression was quite respectful.

Zuo Feng heard the conversation of the three people just now clearly. The old man surnamed Lin was the nephew they mentioned, so he showed excitement and a hint of respect when he saw the three people coming.

The mayor surnamed Gao, who was wearing a green robe, had slowly walked down from the high platform at this time. Needless to say, Zuo Feng already knew that the selection should be about to begin.

At this time, the three people who had just arrived had walked from the back to the front. It turned out that the three stone tables in the middle of the front were prepared for the three of them. Zuo Feng couldn't help but sneak a glance at the woman surnamed Duan in red. The girl's cultivation reached the fourth level of the bone refining period, which was a little higher than Su Yan.

Zuo Feng estimated that the girl's medicine refining skills should be good, and her cultivation was also outstanding. Such a person would not only attract the sex-hungry ghosts around her, but also any man would be attracted to her.

Just as Zuo Feng was looking at the woman in a daze, the green-robed old man had already walked down the platform and said loudly: "The first competition of the medicine selection in Tushan Town officially started today. I hope all the contestants can get good results in this competition."

After saying this, he looked at the three women surnamed Duan with a bright smile on his face, and his flattery was revealed. Then he looked around at all the contestants around him, and his eyes stayed for a while at Zuo Feng, and finally he looked at several big men on the edge of the square.

Several big men immediately understood and walked out quickly. Each of these big men held a cloth bag in his hand. The cloth bag was not too big, or it was just a little bigger than the money bag of ordinary people.

Everyone, including Zuo Feng, looked at the more than ten strong men who were walking over. They walked to different places in the square. Every time they passed a stone platform, they would throw the small cloth bag in their hands on the stone table, and then go to another stone table.

Because Zuo Feng was in the corner, when he got the cloth bag, most people had already poured out all the medicinal materials in the bag. Zuo Feng had noticed that the items in everyone's package were exactly the same. When Zuo Feng opened the cloth bag he got, he found that the things inside were the same as those of others.

Two stones, two plants that looked like weeds, and they were picked up with the roots. In addition, there were also items such as paper and pen in the bag. Before he could figure out what was going on, Zuo Feng saw someone lying on the stone table in front of him and writing.

'They started writing without even listening to the request, which means that many people knew what was going on in this competition. As expected, just as Su Yan said, there were indeed too many problems with this kind of resistance selection medicine. No wonder it is difficult for those without background to stand out in such a competition. This is completely a secret operation. ’

While Zuo Feng was thinking secretly, the mayor surnamed Gao had already spoken again: "I believe that those who have participated in the Tushan Town selection have already known that the first competition is to write down the name and attributes of the materials in front of you. The standard of judgment is of course that the more detailed the writing, the higher the ranking will be."

Listening to the words of the old man surnamed Gao, Zuo Feng looked around again, and cursed in his heart again, 'It's just bullshit. I just saw some people pouring out the items without even taking a second look, and they were able to write down the names of the items. Do you think I'm an idiot! '

But Zuo Feng could only keep these words in his heart. He didn't want to make the already tense relationship even more rigid. Focusing his attention on the items on the stone platform, the two plants looked very inconspicuous, or just like weeds that can be seen everywhere.

But Zuo Feng saw at a glance that the two plants were not ordinary weeds. With his understanding of medicinal materials, he could tell at a glance what the two plants were.

Rain grass, a medicinal herb produced in several specific areas of the Xuanwu Empire, is named because its leaves store rainwater when it rains and then unfold the leaves to throw out the rainwater after the weather clears. This grass is not very valuable, and its production range is not wide, so not many people know about it.

Another plant is called mud grass. Like the previous medicinal herb, it is produced in few places, and its medicinal value is not great, so not many people know about it. It is named because the place where mud grass grows is like a muddy road, and it is also named for this reason.

After Zuo Feng saw the origin of these two medicinal herbs, he immediately showed a sneer. It can be seen that these people are deliberately targeting him. Because these two medicinal herbs are produced in some remote places in Linshan County, it is not surprising that these people in Tushan Town know these two medicinal herbs, and it is also not surprising that Zuo Feng does not know them.

Zuo Feng has seen the origin of these two medicinal herbs, and then his eyes moved to the two stones next to him, and then Zuo Feng's eyes immediately showed a trace of solemnity. These two stones should be two kinds of minerals used in refining equipment, but Zuo Feng always felt that these two pieces were not that simple.

Because the two previous ones look like ordinary weeds, but they are actually herbs with certain medicinal value. The two stones in front of him looked like very ordinary ores, but Zuo Feng always felt as if he had missed some important link.

With doubts already in his mind, Zuo Feng naturally would not write anything on the paper easily, but kept looking at the two stones in front of him.

Suddenly, Zuo Feng seemed to remember something, and then he laughed to himself. At the same time that his smile appeared, he had already lifted up two seemingly different stones, brought them to his nose and smelled them gently, then stretched out his tongue and licked the two stones respectively.

After doing this, the smile on Zuo Feng's face became even brighter, a knowing expression. This time, Zuo Feng didn't hesitate at all. He directly picked up the pen and wrote quickly on the paper in front of him. The introduction of the two medicinal herbs almost filled the entire paper.

Turning the paper over, Zuo Feng continued to download the introduction of the two stones. When Zuo Feng straightened up, most of the people around him had already handed the paper into the hands of the old man named Gao in front of him. Zuo Feng hurriedly marked the words "No. 95" on the paper in his hand, then quickly went to the front and handed it to the old man in green robe.

The mayor surnamed Gao couldn't help but have a smirk on his face when he saw Zuo Feng approaching. But when he took the paper in Zuo Feng's hand, his eyes suddenly widened. He carefully looked through the paper in his hand, and then looked at Zuo Feng up and down with disbelieving eyes for a long time.

Zuo Feng's expression did not change at all. After passing the piece of paper, he turned and returned to his stone table. After Zuo Feng, people continued to call up the answers they had written, and the old man surnamed Gao soon had a thick stack of paper in his hands.

The two old men on the high platform saw that the competition was approaching, so they slowly walked down from the high platform and walked towards the old man surnamed Gao. As the two of them got closer, they saw that the face of the old man surnamed Gao had become extremely ugly. The two of them walked forward quickly without knowing why.

The old man surnamed Gao was seen holding a piece of paper in his hand. His expression was very ugly and his eyes were a little dull. Those papers that came to him were just mechanically accepted without any change in his expression.

He didn't react until the two old men walked in, and handed over the paper in his hand with an ugly look on his face. Both of them turned their attention to the paper in their hands, and their expressions slowly turned into shock. However, when they finished reading the entire content, they also turned to the four numbers "Number 95" in the corner of the paper. Character.

At this time, the expressions of the three people became extremely ugly, and when they looked at each other, they could see each other's inner struggles.

What they care about is the introduction written by "No. 95" Zuo Feng, and the expression of Zuo Feng who wrote these contents does not show any pride or pride. The displeasure of the three people in front of them was clearly written on their faces, which also gave Zuo Feng a bad feeling in his heart.

After the three old men exchanged glances with each other, they began to look at the answers submitted by others. As time went by and around noon, the three of them also read all ninety-five answers.

After exchanging opinions, the old man surnamed Gao took a few steps forward with a gloomy face and said loudly: "The first primary election has come to an end, so I will announce the list of losers next. , I hope those who have been eliminated will not be discouraged and can still participate in the competition again in three years.”

As soon as the old man surnamed Gao finished speaking, he heard whispers from the crowd. Zuo Feng's ears moved slightly and he picked up the whispers.

"Why is it that the loser is announced this year? This is a little different from previous years."

"Yes, this will be a big blow to those who fail and are eliminated. The mayor and others would never do this before. Why is it happening like this this year?"

"Who knows, I'm afraid..."

The last person who spoke did not finish his sentence, but Zuo Feng had already noticed that the person's eyes were drifting towards him. Seeing this, Zuo Feng's heart skipped a beat. The comments of these people had confirmed from the side that the three old men were probably playing tricks, but there was nothing he could do now.

At this time, the old man surnamed Gao coughed dryly, and all the voices of discussion immediately disappeared. Then he said: "First, No. 52, No. 59, No. 71, No. 74..."

As the old man surnamed Gao counted a series of numbers at the beginning of the year, each of the contestants lowered their heads and left consciously, but Zuo Feng became a little anxious.