But now, because of the hair that grew on his head this night, Zhu Bingyao is about to start being a demon again.

Zhu Changqing was so angry that he beat his chest, and kept muttering to himself: "Yaoyao,, I'm too difficult, why did you give birth to such an unconscious person for me, I'm too difficult!" ”

Zhu Changqing sat in the courtyard and thought about it for a long time, first, he couldn't figure out how the hair on his head grew, and secondly, he thought that if Zhu Bingyao was banned and couldn't do the live broadcast, he would have no financial resources in the future, and he would have to eat at home for a long time, which would be even more painful.

Anyway, I still have to ask Wang Rong if this hair is really made by him.

Thinking so, Zhu Changqing hurriedly walked towards Chen Wangrong's house, and as soon as he walked into the courtyard, he saw smoke rising from the kitchen again.

Zhu Changqing knew that Silly Wangrong must be alchemy again, so he took a closer look, and sure enough, the fire shelf was still the same set of things from yesterday.

"Wangrong, what are you doing? Have you eaten? ”

As soon as Zhu Changqing spoke, Chen Wangrong, who had been immersed in alchemy, raised his head and glanced at Zhu Changqing, and then laughed.

"Uncle, you're wearing a wig, I almost didn't recognize it."

Zhu Changqing looked at Chen Wangrong suspiciously, and his brows furrowed tightly.

If he really made this incident, it shouldn't be the reaction now.

Could it be that Chen Wangrong, who is only nine years old with IQ, will still joke with himself.

"Wangrong, what kind of pill are you refining in this pot today?"

When Zhu Changqing asked, Chen Wangrong already felt that he was tricking his own words, so he replied lightly: "Immortal Pill." ”

Zhu Changqing was frightened by Chen Wangrong's answer, he was really stimulated a little too much today.

looked around and saw that the kitchen had been cleaned up, and there was no longer the dirty and messy scene before, so he had a little more expectations for Chen Wangrong in his heart, so he simply followed his words and chatted again.

"Wangrong, who taught you this alchemy technique?"

Chen Wangrong had long expected that Zhu Changqing would ask him this, and he had already thought of the answer.

"Uncle, didn't I learn this from those old medical books in your family?"

Chen Wangrong was a very smart child before he was handsome, and since he came to Yungu Village at the age of five, his favorite thing to do every day is to squat in Zhu Changqing's house and read his family's old medical books.

At that time, Zhu Changqing's father Zhu Yuanshan was still alive, and he even intended to pass on his medical skills to Xiao Wangrong.

But within a few years, Wang Rong fell off the cliff and became a fool, and Zhu Yuanshan was very sorry.

Now that Chen Wangrong brought up the old matter again, Zhu Changqing immediately recalled it, but he didn't have too many doubts.

After all, Chen Wangrong has the IQ of a nine-year-old child, a nine-year-old smart child, sometimes I don't know how much better than those stupid adults.

Thinking of this, Zhu Changqing continued to ask: "Are there alchemy prescriptions in those medical books at home?" How I am not impressed. ”

Chen Wangrong raised his eyes and looked at Zhu Changqing, controlling the distance of the firewood and the alchemy furnace in his hand, and replied: "Uncle, there are naturally records of alchemy in your medical skills, such as "Hug Puzi", "Yun Ji Seven Signs", "Jin Kui Yaolu", "Yellow Emperor's Neijing", these books all have detailed explanations of alchemy, but if you want to achieve something in alchemy, the most important thing is personal comprehension. ”

Seeing that Chen Wangrong opened his mouth to see the names of a bunch of medical books, Zhu Changqing felt a little big.

The medical books left by the Zhu family were packed in several large baskets, and mushrooms would grow in the old house, if he really read a few books carefully, the Zhu family's traditional Chinese medicine skills would not decline in his generation.

Zhu Changqing's most hated thing since he was a child was reading books, and he wanted to sleep when he read a book, and he used to be a barefoot doctor in the village, all of which relied on the old book taught by his father when he was a child.

"Wangrong, just tell me honestly, when you served me soup yesterday, did you understand my skills and feet in my soup, causing me to become like this today."

He said as he pointed to his thick black hair.

Chen Wangrong grinned and said, "Uncle, isn't this a good thing, you have hair on your head, and it's not a grassland, why are you so angry." ”

In Chen Wangrong's memory, Zhu Changqing once tossed around in order to grow his hair.

He once bumped into Zhu Changqing for a period of time and used ginger to make a mask for his bald head every day, but in the end, his hair did not grow back, and his scalp was still inflamed.

This is also the reason why he chose to refine the Hair Growth Pill in his first furnace of pills, on the one hand, the materials are easy to obtain, and on the other hand, he also wants to do Zhu Changqing a small favor.

Before going to Zhu Changqing's house for dinner that day, he lit a fire and refined the last furnace of hair growth pill, but he didn't expect it to be very successful, the finished product was only the size of a soybean, and when he was eating, he took advantage of the fact that the Zhu family's father and daughter didn't pay attention, so he took the opportunity to give Zhu Changqing soup and added it to the soup.

Now it seems that the effect is very ideal, which shows that the alchemy furnace he transformed is also very successful.

At least it's okay to refine some low-grade pills.

Zhu Changqing didn't expect that Chen Wangrong was not only no longer stupid, but had learned to joke, he didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

"Wangrong, did you really do this?"

Zhu Changqing pointed to his hair again and confirmed with Chen Wangrong.

Chen Wangrong nodded.

"That thing you made yesterday is really not a sheep lump?"

Thinking that he was very likely to be fed sheep feces by Silly Wangrong without knowing it, Zhu Changqing's stomach couldn't help but roll.

"Uncle, don't worry, it's the hair growth pill I refined, and the materials used are all medicinal and edible homologous things, which are very safe, non-toxic and have no side effects."

As soon as Chen Wangrong said this, Zhu Changqing finally put his mind at ease.

His eyes caught a glimpse of the alchemy furnace in front of him, and he couldn't help asking, "Wangrong, is the one in your furnace really the elixir of immortality?" ”

Although he didn't believe that there was really such a thing as the Immortal Pill in the world, Zhu Changqing still couldn't help but be curious.

Chen Wangrong grinned and said, "Uncle, I'm joking with you, this stove is still a hair growth pill." ”

In fact, as long as there are the right conditions, the elixir of immortality Chen Wangrong can also be refined, but that kind of elixir can only be supplied to people with a certain degree of cultivation, and ordinary mortals can't bear the impact of side effects at all.

Zhu Changqing sighed in disbelief, but his eyes were firmly glued to the alchemy furnace.

Chen Wangrong calculated that the hour was almost up, and immediately withdrew the fire and opened the furnace.

Eight black pills like sheep feces pimples appeared in front of him.

But not long after Chen Wangrong opened the lid, those black sheep feces suddenly shattered on their own, and Zhu Changqing suddenly became a little anxious and said, "Wangrong, is this a failure?" ”

Chen Wangrong poured the furnace into a large porcelain bowl and shook it as if he was sifting rice.

After he sifted through his love, the broken black shell gradually revealed white pills the size of soybeans.

Zhu Changqing was so shocked that his mouth grew up.

This is the first time he has seen such a strange thing.

Could it be that Silly Wangrong really knows how to do alchemy?

With this question, he said to Chen Wangrong: "Wangrong, what are you particular about this elixir, and if I use the same method to make it, can it be done?" ”

Chen Wangrong knew that Zhu Changqing wanted to steal the teacher, but alchemy was really not something that could be learned easily.

In addition to the ratio of the Dan recipe, the most important thing in alchemy is the quality of the Dan furnace, the control of the fire, the comprehension of the alchemist, and the most important thing is the fire, in addition to the firewood under the furnace, there is also the heart fire of the alchemist.

This heart fire, generally speaking, refers to the cultivation of alchemists.

This kind of cultivation is even more subtle to say, and not everyone is suitable for cultivation.

And everyone's cultivation is different.

For example, Taishang Laojun's cultivation is a tangible three-flavor true fire, while Chen Wangrong's cultivation is an invisible pure yang true fire.

After briefly telling Zhu Changqing about some common sense of alchemy, Zhu Changqing had to give up this idea.

He looked at the hair growth pills that Chen Wangrong had refined, rubbed his hands together and rubbed them, and then asked, "Wangrong, you have these hair growth pills, it's useless to keep them for yourself, can you sell them to me." ”

With these hair growth pills, not to mention that it will help Zhu Bingyao's entrepreneurial plan, it is no problem to alleviate the main contradiction of her current live broadcast.

So, he came up with the idea of buying these hair growth pills.

Chen Wangrong seemed to have seen through his thoughts a long time ago.

"Uncle, I can give you these pills, but I don't want money."

When Zhu Changqing heard this, he looked at Chen Wangrong with wide eyes in surprise.

Just now, he thought that Chen Wangrong was already a little normal, but now why is he stupid to go back.