Mu Huachen looked at the three piles of medicinal herbs.

Those that cannot be used, those that can be used are of high value, and those that can be used are of average value.

The places that can't be used are some dead leaves or the like, or roots, when refining medicine, these parts are not qualified to enter the medicine, of course, there are also drug dealers who have no products will add these parts to increase the dosage, but it greatly reduces the efficacy of the medicine.

If it is refining ordinary pills, it is okay to use them, but if it is refining high-grade pills, it is naturally impossible to use them.

Only the small amount that can be used and the high value is the one that really needs to be used. But because the amount is too small, the alchemist is generally very distressed and only uses this part.

From a logical point of view, Mu Huachen will choose the part that can be used with high value, after all, if the tea made from this part is also very pleasant to drink.

When Mu Huachen was about to choose, he hesitated, as if he couldn't take his eyes off, and kept staring at the pile of herbs that were not needed.

She has never been stingy with medicine, if she can't use it, she will never use it, but if there is anything that might reduce the properties of medicine, she will not use it.

She pursed her lips, still choosing those with high medicinal value and sticking to her principles.

Gu Huang smiled, sure enough, it was the master, the principle of doing things had always been the same, even if she knew that what he was going to say was the pile of useless medicinal herbs, she would be obsessed with her choice.

And it is this persistence that has repeatedly made itself deep in the mud and unable to get out.

Gu Huang's eyes sank, and after only a moment, he said: "The next thing to use is indeed what the queen has chosen, but if it is a weekday, I will choose what the queen just saw." Although they are not favored, they can still play a huge role, and the tea produced will not be inferior. ”

Really.

Mu Huachen's eyes were clear.

Gu Huang slowly put away the small number of high medicinal value, cleaned them up, and made sure that they could be used, and then put them in the kiln, and matched them with warm fire and pills to refine, the fire was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, as if there was a rule, but it was irregular.

With a cup of tea, the tea leaves will be refined.

It's very fragrant, it's the fragrance of medicine.

Gu Huang brought warm water, put the tea leaves in the quilt, the warm water poured up, the water boiled instantly, the medicinal fragrance disappeared, leaving only the fragrance of the tea leaves.

Mu Huachen's eyes lit up, and even the picky key king felt that this cup of tea was particularly mellow.

Gu Huang handed over the tea, Mu Huachen took it, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, it was really a very comfortable tea fragrance that penetrated his heart.

Mu Huachen took another sip carefully, the fragrance of tea overflowed between his teeth, and after entering his throat, his body was warm, as if he had felt after taking the Spiritual Breath Pill, and the spiritual energy in his body was completely mobilized.

It's truly magical.

"It's fragrant." Mu Huachen praised unabashedly, and couldn't help but take a sip.

Gu Huang made a small cup for the Key King, and the Key King was not picky, so he took it directly, and politely thanked him, and then tasted it anxiously, and his mouth was burned, and he still wanted to drink it.

"Please give me advice." After Mu Huachen drank the tea, he put the teacup on the table and listened.

Gu Huang shook his head: "Xiao Huang has already made everything he can say clearly, and there is no more way to point the queen." ”

Mu Huachen lowered his eyes and looked at the two piles of herbs left on the table, according to what Gu Huang just said, in fact, these two piles can also be refined into tea, and they will never deviate from their ancestors......