After the water boiled, it boiled for another quarter of an hour, and Baoyu put those "post-decoction medicines" into it, and continued to boil for another quarter of an hour, the first "decoction" was almost ready, and the last "medicine" could be put in, that is, "Zhuji Dan". Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In fact, there are only two "Tsukidans" left on Baoyu's body, but human life is at stake, and no matter how reluctant he is, he will take them out.

Baoyu took out a pill of Tsukidan, and based on previous experience, he roughly estimated it, and felt that it was better to put in half of half, in modern terms, that is, a quarter.

Baoyu took out a "small jade plate" and a sharp knife from the orb, which he had specially bought in Jinling City, and then carefully cut the "Sanpin Zhuji Dan" into four petals, took out one petal and threw it into the big iron pot.

Baoyu picked up the big spoon of scooping water and stirred it slowly in the pot, and immediately, a refreshing fragrance wafted out, causing Ying'er, Miaoyu and Huang's sister-in-law who were watching to sniff straight away.

The fragrance is getting stronger and stronger, and unlike the simple "Danxiang", it is a kind of taste mixed with Chinese herbal medicines, which smells very special and very pleasant.

Baoyu scooped out a little and tasted it, feeling that there was no big problem, so she turned to Miaoyu and Ying'er and said, "Okay, you can take the clay pot over and 'make medicine'..."

Ying'er and Miaoyu hurriedly went to serve the clay pot, and Baoyu said to Sister-in-law Huang again: "Sister-in-law, you go and call those wounded people to come and drink, fry it for the first time, the medicine is the best, you can let those seriously injured family members come over to get it first." ”

Sister-in-law Huang agreed, and went to call someone, Baoyu, Miaoyu, and Ying'er began to "give medicine", who knows, they actually scooped eight tile pots in a row, it seems that the number of containers is still a bit insufficient.

Then, Baoyu poured the cold water that had just been scooped out of the wooden bucket into the cauldron, and then went to the well in the corner of the courtyard to fetch water, and made a total of three buckets full of three buckets before adding enough water.

At this moment, Baoyu realized that this pot was too big, no wonder there would be so many medicines, but fortunately, the amount of medicinal materials under him was enough, and it would not affect the concentration of the "medicinal soup".

As for the amount of "elixir", there is no standard in itself, mainly because mortals can bear it, as long as there is no problem, and Baoyu has also tasted it, which is basically just right.

After pouring the water, add a handful of firewood to the stove below, and enter the "second decoction" procedure, which takes about another two quarters of an hour.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Baoyu went to see Xiangyun, this time he did not use the "eye of the sky" to investigate, but raised his hand and knocked on the door, although it was his sister, but after all, it was a girl, and it was still inconvenient to look at it as a last resort.

After a while, Xiangyun opened the door, saw that it was Baoyu, and immediately threw himself into his arms, without speaking, and hugged her waist tightly with open arms.

At this moment, Baoyu suddenly understood that Miaoyu might have really guessed correctly, Xiangyun was not because of Wei Ruolan's matter, but because of him, which also means that her emotions are likely to be in a very complex ambivalence.

Baoyu understood, but he was not happy, this was not the result he wanted at all, he just regarded Xiangyun as his own sister, and always hoped that she could find her own happiness as soon as possible.

However, this kind of thing, I understand it in my heart, but I can't explain it, besides, any relationship can't be changed by saying a few words, there must always be a process.

Therefore, Baoyu didn't say so much, just patted Xiangyun's back gently and said: "

Okay, how old are you girls, crying nose when you say crying nose, that's not your style?"

When Xiangyun heard this, he suddenly burst into tears and laughed: "Do I have any style? I will say some strange things all day long..."

Baoyu also smiled, raised his hand and scratched Xiangyun's little nose and said, "Your style is 'a hundred poems about fighting wine, and eating meat to a thousand lians'..."

Xiangyun raised his hand and was about to fight again, but probably remembered what happened just now, his fist did not fall, but said with a red face: "You treat me as 'Li Taibai', but it's a pity that God doesn't have long eyes, let me be born as a daughter, and come to this world to be angry with your men..."

Baoyu changed the topic and said: "I just had Shanglian, so I rhymed with the word 'article', you look at it..."

Xiangyun suddenly came to his senses, smiled arrogantly and said, "What's so difficult about this, you listen to me... Open your mouth and come..."Whip the horse for thousands of miles, talk and laugh and extinguish the nonsense'..."

Baoyu immediately smiled: "No, no, you have to rhyme with the word 'article', your two sentences are well connected with the artistic conception and structure, but the rhyme is wrong..."

Xiangyun tilted his head and pondered for a moment, and then continued: "Then 'raise a cane to break through all difficulties, and a thousand words are soft', but I heard about the heroic feat of the second brother last night, these two sentences are good..."

Baoyu was about to praise two words in order to successfully resolve the embarrassment just now, but suddenly heard someone behind him say: "You two are lively, and you don't call me..."

The two looked back and saw that it was Miaoyu, and Baoyu smiled and said: "Then you can also come to a couplet, and you want the rhyme of the word 'chapter'..."

Miaoyu also thought about it, and then slowly groaned: "The human body sews silk threads, Yan Luo is busy turning, Fang Qiao iron pot is round, and the water is fragrant and fragrant... The brother is a big Luo immortal, the sister is like a white jade bowl, the hero is sad, and he is sad to be a beauty..."

Miaoyu chanted eight sentences in one breath, and every sentence was what happened just now, causing Xiangyun to turn around and chase after him, Miaoyu smiled while dodging: "Don't be a laipi, you are right to poetry, you usually have a strong mouth, you always like to laugh at others, how can you change your hands now, it's because you have poor donkey skills, and you can't catch up..."

Xiangyun stopped and said: "Okay, I'll show you, don't think I don't know your little thoughts, listen, 'Yudou pours tea sweet, Hansi folds plum warm, plays against Hongxia evening, Xiucun sedan chair also'..."

Baoyu looked at the two talented girls, making poems to each other, and it seemed that they were still making a fuss about themselves, and she was really full of emotion in her heart, and at this time someone came back, interrupting this battle without gunpowder.

The people who came back were Huang Jinkui and Liu Xianglian, and as soon as Huang Jinkui came in, he asked, "Ying'er, what are you cooking, you can smell the fragrance for several miles..."

Ying'er was adding firewood to the hearth, and when she heard this, she raised her head and said, "Brother, it's not me, it's the second master who is decocting medicine, and it's specially for the injured to drink..."

Huang Jinkui nodded with a look of sudden realization, and then arched his hand and said to Baoyu: "Brother really has a heart, big brother thank you for the big guy..."

Baoyu was having a big head for the second daughter's "palace fighting drama", and thought, Brother Huang, you are simply "timely rain", if you don't come back, my brother and I will hang up, so she hurriedly greeted me and said, "Big brother, be polite to me... The aftermath of those dead brothers has been dealt with..."

Huang Jinkui nodded, his face was still a little heavy, but it was not as sad as yesterday, maybe they came out to mix, this kind of thing is normal, but this time there are too many dead people, so I can't stand it for a while.

Xianglian walked to the clay pots that were already filled with decoction and looked around, and said, "Baoyu, what kind of medicine are you frying, why are there so many..."

Baoyu gave Huang Jinkui and Xianglian a rough explanation in a way they could understand, and Xianglian suddenly twitched her nose and said, "Baoyu, no, I smell the smell of 'elixir' in it..."

Baoyu thought to himself, an expert is an expert, Xianglian guessed right at once, and before he could say anything about it, he said: "Yes, in order to enhance the effect, I put a little 'Sanpin Zhuji Dan' in..."

Xianglian's eyes widened instantly: "'Sanpin Zhujidan', Baoyu... You... How do you let me say hello, do you know how rare that 'three-grade Zhujidan' of Shibo is... You even give it to mortals..."

The poems in the book, the plot needs to be made, but it is really "Dong Shi imitates", and everyone reluctantly looks at it. I ask for a collection, and I recommend it, thank you.