Mu Ziding came to Mu Qingyang's side and sat down next to her at the table. As soon as he opened his mouth, he closed his mouth. Silently, he raised his head and swept Mu Bing, who was standing aside.

Of course, Mu Bing understood the meaning of Mu Ziding, but he didn't move there, and secretly thought about the competition, "Who do you think you are?!Let me go out and ......", before he finished thinking about it, unexpectedly, Mu Qingyang's voice came from his ears.

"Bing'er, you go out for a while. Mu Bing was stunned when he heard this, the young master actually let him go out for a person who was only a few faces. Grumbling in his heart, he obediently withdrew from the door and took the door with his hand.

The room fell silent for a while, and Mu Qingyang picked up the tea and looked at the curtain in front of him.

"Qingyang!" he opened his thin lips.

"I only make more than 20 sugar balls a year, and 10 of them are made for my aunt, six are kept for myself, and six are given to others. ”

He saw Mu Qingyang frowning, his face was not confused, and he continued to speak.

"This sugar pill is complicated, it needs to be collected all year round, and it needs to be rootless water for the first time every season, plus many precious medicinal materials, and the liver and gallbladder of the four beasts are added to develop a pill, and then soaked in medicinal blood, and after the pill fully absorbs the medicinal blood, it is immersed in a hundred flowers ......."

Before Mu Ziding finished speaking, Mu Qingyang hurriedly raised his hand to ask him to stop, and suddenly felt that his heart was surging, not that the material of this sugar pill was precious, what was the rootless water for the first time in the year and every season, but that it was beast gall and medicinal blood, and she felt a little unappetizing. But when you think about it, with these ingredients, why are the sugar balls so delicious?

"But the sugar balls are sweet and delicious?!" she couldn't bear the question in her heart, and spoke.

“…… Because my aunt didn't like the fishy smell, after the pill was practiced, she finally soaked it in the nectar of a hundred flowers to remove the smell, and she had to ......"

I see, it doesn't seem to be a tune in with him, but he's quite careful. Mu Qingyang thought about it, and couldn't help but look at the curtain a few more times, and recalled carefully, no wonder, this sugar pill that is not amazing has such a significant curative effect! It turns out that the materials are all strange and precious. It's a pity that I was eaten so much!

"Alas," she thought of this, and couldn't help but shake her head and sigh lightly.

"The ones I gave you were saved last year, and it doesn't hurt if you eat them all, since Qing Yang likes it, prepare more materials when making them in the future." It seems to have seen through Mu Qingyang's thoughts. Mu Ziding comforted continuously.

"You said it easily, you said that it was complicated to make zuò, plus so many rare materials, if it was so easy to do, why did you only make more than twenty grains a year?" Mu Qingyang thought about it and retorted to him.

“…… Those materials are easy to obtain, but the medicine and blood ......" Mu Ziding opened his mouth, suddenly felt speechless, and immediately closed his mouth.

Medicine blood?! Mu Qingyang didn't understand. She understands the four beasts, and she also knows the rootless water, that is, what is medicinal blood?! I wanted to ask just now, but why did this little dingzi say this. But don't talk about it? I guess it must be some kind of secret! Forget it, since she doesn't want to say it, she doesn't have to be reluctant.

"Since it's inconvenient to say it, don't say it. Although she was curious, she didn't want to be strong.

Listening to Mu Qingyang's words, Mu Ziding thought about it, pursed his lips, and half sounded, as if he had made up his mind.

"Qingyang, you are the only friend in my life, I shouldn't have something to hide from you. But this medicine is ...... blood," he whispered in her ear, "It's my blood!"

"......" Mu Qingyang couldn't help but tremble when he heard it. He said that his blood was medicinal blood, and that he had used his own blood in medicine! Her eyes flashed with horror. stared at the curtain that said such an astonishing word, but at this time his face was calm.