"Three two, two two······ A flick?···· A little?"

Zhou Yao looked at the dosage of various medicinal materials on his "Dan Jing Simplified Primary Edition", and muttered with some dissatisfaction: "How do I know what a little is······ Why don't you use grams as a unit·······"

It's even better to keep three significant digits.

As an engineering student, Zhou Yao has always retained the obsessive-compulsive disorder of accurate numbers.

"Okay, Zhou Yao, alchemy is a thing that relies on intuition, and when the immortal alchemy is made, he never looks at the prescription. Su Youdie said, lifted the rope of the yellow paper bag containing the medicinal herbs, put the medicinal herbs under her nose and sniffed gently, the corners of her eyebrows were slightly raised, and she said in disbelief: "Speaking of Zhou Yao, do you really want to use these firewood to make alchemy? ？”

"Yes," Zhou Yao was busy with the various matters at hand, and reluctantly revived the young butterfly, "Alchemy is really the first time for me." ”

And he is not a great immortal, where can he come from so many treasures of heaven and earth to alchemy?

In terms of alchemy, he is a real rookie.

Zhou Yao was not sure whether he could succeed or not - so at the beginning, Zhou Yao bought more than a dozen medicinal materials and was ready to fight hard for a long time.

"That's right,"

Zhou Yao saw the last few lines of the classic book and suddenly realized a very serious question-

No pot.

The bizarre setting of alchemy-

It stands to reason that something like a ding, a stove, or something like that should be used as a container.

"Fluttershy, do you have any alchemy containers?"

"Yes, but ······"

Su Youdie wanted to speak and stopped.

"Forget it, I'll look for it first," Su Youdie took out her small notebook, known as the Phantom of the Heavenly Canon, and rummaged through the relevant records-"Eternal Boundless... Jiupin···· No······· Creation of Feather Immortal Ding···· Jiupin·· It doesn't work.,···· Biluo Furnace····· Seven products.········ Well, let's look up from the bottom·······"

Su Youdie searched for a long time, and finally could only shake her head, raised her head and said to Zhou Yao: "Zhou Yao, the lowest-grade furnace I have here is still a third-grade Zixuan Weiding, the grade of your medicinal materials is really too low, it will impact each other with the phase of the furnace, there is no way." ”

Yes.

Is that so.

Zhou Yao was a little disappointed.

After all, the medicinal materials were all bought, but they were stuck in this step in the end.

"Wait, Zhou Yao, do you have any clay pots or something like that you've been sitting for a long time," Su Youdie said suddenly, "This kind of thing should also be used as a container for alchemy." ”

What the.

Clay pots –

It won't be any cultural relics of the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, porcelain or something.

How is this kind of thing possible-

Wait a minute.

There really is.

Zhou Yao ran to the balcony of his apartment and rummaged through a pile of dusty utility rooms—

My sister seems to have given me a sand pot before.

At that time, Zhou Yao came to work here for the first time, he was not familiar with the place, and he had a severe cold in the deep winter, and the elder sister Zhou Zhi took two days off from the doctoral supervisor and made a special trip to visit Zhou Yao.

As a result, as soon as Zhou Yao got better, he put the casserole in the balcony utility cabinet and forgot about its existence.

Saying that he is a 996 blessing programmer, it is a blessing to be able to go home and sleep every day, where did Yaxing stew chicken soup for himself?

Zhou Yao rummaged through and wiped the dust off again.

Got it.

Zhou Yao pulled out the sand jar from the depths of the third floor of the utility cabinet and found that it was still stuffed with a pair of rubber insulating gloves that he had worn to repair the electricity meter before.

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Zhou Yao handed the clay pot to Su Youdie and asked, "Fluttershy, what do you think of this?"

"Hey······ It's heavy, huh······ It should be okay, the aura of this clay is quite sufficient. Su Youdie took it, looked at it carefully, nodded, and agreed.

"Clay ····· Reiki?"

Zhou Yao asked in confusion - can clay also have something to do with aura?

"Of course, ····· I'll give it to you first, it's too heavy," Su Youdie first stuffed the sand jar into Zhou Yao's hand, clapped her hands, and explained: "All things in the world can circulate Qi and True Qi, but some items have better phases and can be used as containers for spiritual energy····· For example, those peerless jade and Immortal Emperor-level elixirs can be nurtured and wrapped in enough spiritual energy to become an existence with spiritual intelligence. ”

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Strange knowledge has increased!

According to this setting, isn't it that the compatibility of DNA and artificial intelligence with aura is also very high.

Zhou Yao suddenly felt that every time he typed the code on the keyboard, he was gathering the aura between heaven and earth.

Never mind.

No matter what you think, this is good news anyway, at least the matter of going to alchemy today will not be forcibly closed.

Zhou Yao walked into the kitchen again and began to prepare - cut the herbs such as white soybean, licorice, Suoyang, eucommia, Shouwu, angelica and other medicinal materials into thin slices, chop them, grind them into powdery particles, and then chop the Linglong root into small pieces little by little, peel them, put them in the water and blanch them slightly, and finally wash them and prepare them for Xiaoyunzhi and Xueyuan Ju, and wait for a while to soak them in water and squeeze the juice and put them in.

How is it more troublesome than cooking.

It's normal, right?

Zhou Yao wiped the beads of sweat from his head and rinsed his hands - if he put these things directly into the pot, Zhou Yao might not be able to get out of his mouth in the end.

Zhou Yao flushed the sand jar inside and out, put it on the gas stove, looked at the classics, and then looked at his own sand jar.

No matter how it feels, it doesn't match-

The perfect combination of alchemy and stewed chicken litter jars?

Zhou Yao shook his head, picked up an unopened large bottle of Farmer Sanquan from the table, opened it, poured it into the casserole, and carefully put the medicinal materials into it in order-

I've made a medicinal soup with mineral water, what else can I do?

According to the classics, after a few hours have passed, when the water has almost evaporated, the corresponding ointment of the pill will be formed, and it will enter the next process.

Su Youdie had been sitting on the chair at the dining table behind Zhou Yao, watching Zhou Yao deal with these processes with some boredom, yawning, fiddling with the medicinal herb bag on the table, and when Zhou Yao arranged all the medicinal materials into the sand pot, Su Youdie stretched her waist and said sleepily······ Let's go back to the house and go to bed. ”

Zhou Yao looked at the dark night outside the house, and then looked at the time on his phone-

It was already half past eight in the evening.

It was already more than 6:40 in the evening when she and Mu Shi'er came back after buying medicinal herbs

Su Youdie has been busy all afternoon, and it is normal to be a little tired.

"Zhou Yao, call me after the pill is formed," Su Youdie yawned again, got down from the chair, rubbed the corners of her eyes, and said one last thing before walking to the bedroom: "Don't try the medicine, let Ben Shangxian take a look first, if the medicine is not formed, it will have diarrhea." ”

Good.

Zhou Yao nodded.

This guy has been feeling more and more reliable lately.

Or maybe he stepped into the path of cultivation, Su Youdie, the guy who called himself the Taixu Immortal, was his predecessor.

Zhou Yao sat on the chair, staring at the pale blue flames under the sand pot with some boredom.

The rest.

I guess it's just the time to wait.