Chapter 9: Sugar-Coated Pills
Wang Shaoan said helplessly: "Even if I prescribe medicine to you, how can you boil it back?" Won't it still be discovered? Why don't you go back first, and I'll find a way to make this anti-poison medicine into pills, and then find a way to send it to you, so that it won't be easy to be discovered. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
"In this way, the slave family will thank Wang Langzhong!" Shishi stood up, said a blessing, and then said goodbye and left.
Wang Shao'an's inspiration also came, if the medicine is made into pills, which is easy to carry and easy to take, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds. But the pill he was thinking of was not an elixir, but, a capsule. It is easy to make medicine into pills, but it cannot be stored for a long time, and the medicinal properties will slowly disappear, and it is different to make capsules, but the most important thing to make capsules is to have a capsule shell.
Pregnant! How could I be so stupid! Wouldn't it be nice to just do that!
Wang Shao'an had an idea, and after thinking of a way, he was about to start acting, and at this time, Nian, the owner of the bun shop next door, walked in.
"I said Lao Wang, that girl just now, looking for you to see a doctor?" Once born and twice cooked, Mo Niang walked in directly, sat down next to Wang Shao'an unceremoniously and asked.
"That's right, I'm a pharmacist, I'm a Langzhong, I must have come to see a doctor." Wang Shaoan replied.
"Do you know who that woman is?" Mo Niang glanced at the door, then leaned closer and asked in a low voice.
"The girl of the Flower Pavilion." Wang Shaoan replied.
"I know that you still give her a doctor, the old bustard Sun Yuniang of the Shihua Pavilion, but they are not allowed to come out to see the disease, it is said that two years ago, there was a Lang Zhong because of the illness of the girl there, and he was burned alive! You gave her a treat, but you offended her! Mo Niang said.
An old bustard, Wang Shao'an is not afraid at all, but since he plans to take care of this matter, he will definitely offend her, so he asked: "Boss lady, do you know where this Sun Yuniang is sacred?" ā
"This Sun Yuniang is also said to have been born as a prostitute, but with a bit of means, and later became a bustard herself. It is said that there are both black and white people on her head. She was nominally the proprietress of the flower house at that time, but in fact, there was a behind-the-scenes boss behind her, and no one knew who it was, anyway, you wouldn't be able to provoke them, and you couldn't afford to provoke them. ā
"Hehe, thank you for your concern, can I buy some flour from you?" Wang Shaoan didn't get any valuable information from Mo Niang's mouth, but it was normal to think about it, after all, Mo Niang opened a steamed bun shop conscientiously, and it would be good to know some of these things. As for being able to afford to provoke him, Wang Shaoan has a clean breeze on his sleeves, and he has nothing to worry about, afraid of what he will do.
"Lao Wang, what do you want flour for?" Mo Niang asked curiously.
"Make pills." Wang Shaoan smiled slightly.
"Flour can also be made into pills? What disease can be cured? Isn't it just a little flour? What else do you need money, I'll give you as much as you want. "Mo Niang's curiosity came.
"That's not good, I'll go to the street to buy some white sugar later, and you can help me look at the shop for a while." After Wang Shaoan finished speaking, he walked out.
"Hey, wait, don't I have white sugar, you give my brother-in-law a look at the illness and confiscate my money, I'll give you some flour and white sugar, Lao Wang, you won't take this little face, right?" Mo Niang stopped Wang Shaoan and said.
Wang Shaoan thought about it, too, this bun has sugar buns, then there is white sugar. But every time he thought of buns, he unconsciously glanced at Mo Niang.
"Then I'd be respectful and obey! Don't have too much flour, one pound is enough, and two pounds of white sugar. ā
"Okay, you wait, I'll take it."
So Wang Shaoan grasped the required medicinal materials in proportion, put them in jars, and grinded them. After a while, Mo Niang brought over the white sugar and flour, and watched Wang Shaoan grind the medicinal powder with great interest.
For a whole hour, the medicinal materials in the jar had become powder, and then he moved the jar to the back yard and asked Mo Niang to help bring in the flour and white sugar. Then he poured the flour into the jar, then lit the fire on the stove, poured the sugar into the iron pot, added a little water, and carried it to the stove and burned it.
Then he went back to the courtyard, added some water to the medicine jar, and stirred it up with a pounding stick.
"Lao Wang, what are you doing here?" Mo Niang has been watching Wang Shaoan tinkering curiously.
"Hehe, make this bitter Chinese medicine into sweet sugar pills!" Wang Shaoan grinned and said.
After mixing for a while, the powder and flour were completely mixed together, and then it was lifted to the cutting board, and the white sugar inside had been boiled into a syrup paste.
"Boss, you are a pastry master, how about helping me knead this ball of medicinal mud into small balls?" Wang Shaoan moved the iron pot out and said to Mo Niang.
"Hee-hee, it looks interesting, good!" She rolled up her sleeves and started to move.
She rubbed a small ball and asked Wang Shaoan, "Is it okay to be this size?" ā
"No, it's too big! The size of the little thumb cap is just right! Wang Shaoan said.
"Great!"
Every time Mo Niang rubbed a small ball, he used a small brush to brush a layer of white sugar syrup paste on the surface of the pill. Set aside and let it dry slowly.
Men and women match, work is not tired, this is not false at all, there is a big beauty to accompany the work, Wang Shaoan, everyone is energetic. Soon, all the medicine puree in the medicine jar was kneaded, and it all turned into tiny pills wrapped in a layer of sugar-coating.
By the end of the day, it was already dark. Looking at this pile of small pills with at least a thousand pills, Wang Shaoan showed a satisfied smile.
The pill was made successfully!
"Lao Wang, is this a sugar pill?" Mo Niang wiped her forehead with the back of her hand and asked curiously.
"That's right."
"Hee-hee, that's interesting." Mo Niang smiled slightly, the light gradually dimmed, and this smile gave Wang Shaoan a more charming feeling.
"Come, pay one!" Wang Shaoan picked up one, handed it to Mo Niang and said.
"Can you eat it?" Mo Niang took it, pinched the small pill, and looked at it with interest.
"That is, this little pill has a detoxification effect, and it can also nourish the skin, the boss lady, you look so good, it's the most suitable for eating this!" Wang Shaoan said with a smile.
"Giggles, Lao Wang, you really know how to laugh, then I'll taste it." Mo Niang heard Wang Shao'an's praise and let out a good laugh, what woman doesn't like to hear others say that she is good-looking? She put the little pill in her mouth and tasted it.
"Eun, yes, sweet."
"Take advantage of its sweetness, you have to swallow it quickly, otherwise the sugar coating on the surface will melt, and the taste of the powder inside will still be bitter." Wang Shaoan explained.
"Hehe, Lao Wang, your method is really good, if you use your method, you won't have to drink that bitter medicinal soup in the future." Mo Niang put her thumb up and said.