Xiaokong slept very late, and forgot the time when he chatted with Ambiguous Jie, and when he returned to the attic, Yan Mo had already fallen asleep, and fell asleep after learning about Suosuo's tidying up.

In the early morning, the cool breeze was blowing, and Yan Mo opened the door of the office, smelling the breeze of Mid-Autumn and Winter. smiled confidently, thinking that there are still many things to be busy today, Yan Mo feels that life is so fulfilling, but there is less seasoning and more anger in life.

Shaking his head, he looked at the sky in a daze, the clouds were blushing by the sun, the blue sky gave Yan Mo a stubborn white eye, the cars on the street were coming and going, and the people who were working on both sides of the road were also hurrying to walk, a burst of rice came from the office, and when he looked back, Xiaokong had already placed the rice on the table.

Yan Mo came to the table and sat down, picked up the bowl, and stepped forward, with a faint smell of hot and humid rice, the rice in the bowl was of two colors, black and white rice grains were mixed, white rice grains, the grains were crystal clear, moving the bowl and chopsticks, the entrance was sticky and fragrant, Xiaokong looked at Yan Mo expectantly, "How about it?" Yan Mo looked at the rice in the bowl with a smile, "Sticky teeth!" After saying that, he laughed weirdly, "Try it yourself!" Sora tasted it, "Indeed!" The reason for the lack of water, let's not talk about this, let's hurry up after eating! Xiaokong hurriedly changed the topic and buried himself in eating rice.

"Jizi, the balance and the small guillotine are ready, and the medicinal materials are here!"

After eating, the two came to the second floor, and Xiaokong concentrated all the tools he needed on a large square table in the laboratory, which was a thick hard green rubber that was resistant to acid and alkali, and was tightly nailed to it. Yan Mo and Xiao Kong sat at the table face to face, Xiao Kong printed the attachments of the ancient recipe on the paper, looked at the record that the ancient recipe was a medicinal material, and sorted out the medicinal materials.

"Cordyceps, 10 grams, bone-seeking wind, 10 grams, knotweed, 5 grams, 15 grams of bone-penetrating grass, soak in well water for 1 hour, then simmer in tap water in a casserole, stir slowly, stop fire and put into a container after 15 minutes!" After Xiao Kong finished reading, he put the medicinal herbs in front of his eyes, weighed them accurately with a stick, picked out a few of them and slice them with a small guillotine, put them into a small clay pot, connected a small amount of tap water, and placed them in the corner of the table.

Yan Mo helped Xiaokong put the remaining medicinal materials on another table, took out another box of medicinal materials, displayed them in front of him, took a copy of the ancient recipe beside Xiaokong, and looked at the introduction of the next step of the ancient recipe above, "He Shou Wu, 10 grams, tendon grass, 15 grams, chasing the wind, 5 grams, 7 grams of Qianjian, after soaking in strong wine for 30 minutes, Wuhuo tormented for 3 minutes!" ”

Yan Mo took the used up pot in front of Xiao Kong, and after weighing, he took the small guillotine again, sliced He Shou Wu, and threw it into a clay pot with a strong smell of wine prepared in advance, Yan Mo covered the lid, put it next to the sword, and then looked at the copy of the ancient recipe.

"Mo, it's almost time for you!" About half an hour, Xiaokong reminded that Yu Mo was looking at the prescription and was distracted, he was thinking about the time when the third dose of the medicine would be placed, and when Xiaokong reminded him like this, Yan Mo didn't think about it anymore, and came to the alcohol blowtorch next to him and turned it on. Put the herbs into the casserole, pour in a small amount of water, and watch the water in the casserole slowly evaporate, and the herbs become soft and cowardly, and the last black medicine block is left in the casserole.

When it cooled down a little, Yan Mo poured the blackened medicine block into a brand new casserole with a medicine spoon, added a little water, and slowly stirred until the medicine block could be viscously stirred Yan Mo did not stop stirring.

When waiting for Xiaokong to operate his can of medicinal materials, he first fished out the medicinal materials with a gauze, put them into a casserole, poured tap water, and after passing over the medicinal materials, activated the alcohol blowtorch under the casserole, and jumped the fire to the lowest. After Xiaokong finished reading the ancient formula, he looked at Yan Mo with a solemn expression.

"Yes, but it takes our eyes off to join at the right time." "Then I'll prepare the last step of the herbs first!" Xiaokong put a box of medicinal herbs under the table on the table, rummaged around a few times, pulled out a slender Codonopsis, slice it and put it in a container, and then took out a few medicinal herbs from the box, processed them, and put them into a new container.

When Xiaokong poured the brown glue-filled medicine block into the same casserole as the medicine block that Yan Mo boiled, Xiaokong and Yan Mo smiled calmly, "It's finally the final stage, Xiaokong, this time you will operate, and I will add the third batch of medicine." "Good!"

After Xiao Kong poured half of the water into the casserole, he lit the alcohol blowtorch to adjust the flame to the appropriate size, Yan Mo stared at the liquid medicine in the casserole seriously, stirring with a glass rod in one hand, and stirring three times counterclockwise without stirring at a uniform speed, watching the water vapor in the casserole bubble outward, making Yan Mo's face red, and his eyes were a little blurry, holding his eyelids strongly, and his eyes squinting slightly at the water surface.

Time passed minute by minute, Xiao Kong was also busy with the work at hand and accompanied Yan Mo to take turns watching the changes in the casserole, the water in the casserole had boiled, and bubbles were bubbling, and the two medicinal blocks mixed together had also been fused together, and the color that they were looking forward to the most was also slightly flushed, which made the two of them look at the casserole more concentrated.

Suddenly, a wisp of pungent yellow smoke came out of the casserole, and the dark black in the liquid medicine gradually became lighter, and then the color became thicker, Yan Mo hurriedly poured the medicinal materials that were ready to be re-contained into the casserole in turn, stirred it, and after adding the medicinal materials, the smell of medicine wafting out of the casserole was even stronger, and the smell of medicine seemed to have a refreshing effect.

After a long time, the fire was turned off, and the cooled liquid was put on the table by Xiaokong and Yan Mo, and Yan Mo and Xiaokong filtered the liquid medicine through the strainer many times and finally got the ancient prescription liquid. After the liquid medicine is pumped in with a needle, it is sealed and stored and connected and put into a low-temperature refrigerated cabinet.

"Mo, I have to go out to get the certificate, and it says that the certificate has been done, and the information has been updated, saying that if we don't need this identity, tell him again, because there is still a shortage of manpower over there, and we can't occupy the jobs of high-paid talents in vain!" Xiaokong packed up the tools in the laboratory, received a call calling him to get his documents, said goodbye to Yan Mo, got into the chariot, and galloped away.

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