[Kaimai soup has the same effect as Kaimai Dan, which can help diners successfully open their pulses and embark on the path of cultivation. As for the meaning of the five-five opening, please experience it by yourself in the future. 】

When Wu Bencao heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, blooming with exquisite light.

He had heard Xiao Ai say before that the Open Pulse Realm was the first level of martial arts, and as the name suggested, it was to open the sleeping meridians in the human body and attract the true qi of heaven and earth into the body, so as to cultivate.

Those who have not yet opened their pulses are like blocked water pipes, unable to infuse true qi, and therefore unable to practice.

The probability of success in opening the pulse is extremely small, and each person only has one chance to try, even if they take the opening pulse pill, there is only a thirty percent hope. Once you fail and fail to become the lucky one of the thirty percent, you will have no chance with martial arts in this life, no matter how much krypton you have gold, no matter how much medicine you take, it is useless.

Rare is expensive, the Kaimai Pill is difficult to refine, and it is a necessity for Kaimai, resulting in an expensive selling price, most ordinary people can't afford it, and they don't even have the capital to try to open the pulse. Therefore, spiritual practice is just a distant dream for them.

Wu Materia Medica is no exception. He is just the son of a pharmacy owner, although his family background is not shabby, but he has nothing to do with the rich and noble, and he is not qualified to come into contact with this rare pill like Kaimai Dan.

If it weren't for the emergence of the system, when it comes to the so-called Kaimai soup, it is very likely that he will not have a chance to practice for the rest of his life.

If the system didn't brag about it, this kind of soup was really the same as the Kaimai Pill, which meant that he would transform himself into a top pharmacist who had mastered countless Kaimai Pills.

Alchemy is limited by too many conditions, relying on scarce materials, but also time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it is easy to fail, not to mention, it cannot be mass-produced. As long as the pot is big enough, it can stew 100,000 people at a time.

In this way, he will become rich overnight and rise to become a powerful man!

"If I'm not mistaken, does it mean that the probability of success or failure of the opening pulse is five or five opening, and I hope that it is two percent more than the opening of the pulse?"

He was so elated that he almost jumped up.

God, I'm really going against you!

[And that's not all.] 】

At the critical moment, the system was still concise and to the point, without explaining in detail.

Wu Bencao was not happy, and complained: "I said, we want to be concise and time-sharing, right? We are discussing a big deal, and we must make it clear, the more detailed the better." ”

He regretted it a little, he shouldn't have complained about the system just now, but it's good, the system has learned to use the way of Wu and return the Wu body.

[The system refuses to leak too much information in advance, please complete the task as soon as possible and experience it by yourself in the future.] 】

Wu Bencao was completely speechless.

Well, experience it yourself, experience it yourself, anyway, as long as you get the recipe in hand, he will be able to become a soup master in the future, make a magical soup at any time, and let whoever you want to open the pulse, let whoever open the pulse, it's so capricious!

He swallowed, stood there and giggled, and began to dwell at the sight of countless people queuing in front of the door, begging for food.

At that point, look to Goose City...... No, be bold, the entire Tang Dynasty, who doesn't admire the prestige of my grass brother!

At this time, a young girl walked outside the store in a hurry, and before she could enter the door, she shouted at the top of her voice: "Brother, I'm hungry again!"

Hearing this, Wu Bencao relieved himself from his lust, and sighed with a sad face, "Alas, it's ...... evil."

Wu Xiaoai, who was thirteen years old, ran in, and didn't think the two of them were jumping annoyingly with pigtails, jumped in front of Wu Bencao, and looked down at his brother.

Yes, it's bowing.

Wu Bencao is 1.72 meters tall, considering that he is only 18 years old and is in the stage of growing his body, so he is not short. However, Xiao Ai is 1.88 meters tall......

"Brother, go and make me golden fried rice, remember to add more eggs and less salt, hehe, if there is more rice, it will be better!"

She looked down at him with a grin, impatient. If you ignore the height, it's really a pure and lovely beautiful girl.

Wu Bencao didn't want to stand with her, turned around and walked to the kitchen, and said dejectedly: "An hour ago, you just finished eating three plates of fried rice, and you are hungry again so soon? ”

Saying this, he couldn't bear to let his sister go hungry.

He knew that it was not Xiao Ai's fault. Before his death, his father repeatedly instructed that although Xiao Ai suffered from strange diseases, amazing digestion, large appetite and easy hunger, no matter what, he could not let her starve and suffer.

This is bitter Wu Materia Medica, I don't know how many times a day to turn on the fire, even in the middle of the night, I have to get up to fry Xiao Ai. For the first month, he even wanted to develop some sleeping pills so that she could get a good night's sleep.

Xiao Ai doesn't have to suffer anymore, and he is the one who suffers.

These days, he has been worrying about making a living, not only because he sits on a mountain and eats empty, but also because he has a big stomach girl by his side who can empty a mountain.

He took out the remaining half bucket of rice, put it on the stove, glanced at Xiao Ai's white and slender legs, and said faintly: "You said that you, you eat so much every day, and you are as thin as a bamboo pole, why don't you grow meat?"

On the day he first crossed over, he was shocked by Xiao Ai's long legs, and warned himself countless times that this was his sister, this was his sister, so he suppressed the evil idea of heavy leg control. Even so, he couldn't help but want to take a few more looks.

Xiao Ai stuck out her tongue, smiled awkwardly, and took the initiative to squat in front of the stove and light the fire for her brother.

Wu Bencao was skillfully busy with his hands and asked, "Xiao Ai, I plan to open a restaurant, what do you think?"

The brother and sister depend on each other, and he doesn't want to make his own decisions, so he has to discuss with his sister.

Xiao Ai stopped adding firewood and stared at him in surprise, as if he was staring at a fat chicken roasted with oil, "In other words, you will cook a lot of delicious food every day in the future?!"

Before he could answer, she suddenly remembered her father's last words, and her expression darkened, "However, my father specially explained that you have to pass on his medical skills, and you can't waste your business......"

The hospital was converted into a restaurant, which was obviously against his father's wishes.

"It's not an ordinary restaurant," Wu Bencao had already thought about this layer and explained, "I promise you that I will only make medicinal food in the future." Unlike ordinary meals, each medicinal diet has specific effects that can help people treat their ailments and improve their physical fitness. ”

Speaking of this, he lowered his head, and his heart was indescribably sour.

Even if you can rely on the system to make more delicious and miraculous medicinal foods, so what? As a doctor, she can't even cure her sister's illness, so she is tormented by hunger every day, what is there to be proud of?

He became more and more aware of his father's pain.

Xiao Ai's eyes widened, she didn't expect this, and said excitedly: "That's great! In this way, it will not go against my father's wishes, but also let me taste delicious food every day, brother, I support you, let's open tomorrow!"

She couldn't wait to try his handiwork.

Wu Bencao put away her thoughts, and while she was squatting on the ground, she finally had the opportunity to reach out and rub her head like a warm brother.

"Okay, the shop is ready-made, I'll start cleaning up tomorrow. However, the name Materia Medicado will definitely not be used, so let's think of something nice and connotative......"