Chapter Eighty-Seven: Refining

"Good! That's it! Lin Tingzhi nodded, and then began to cook.

"Come on." decoction, and then Zhou Zhenghong pointed to the minimum amount of medicinal materials and said, "Ling'er! I'm sorry for you again! You can fry this medicine just like you just did! ”

"So, what about these?" Ling'er asked, pointing to the two piles of drugs on the side.

Zhou Zhenghong first asked in his consciousness, and then said: "This medicine has another hidden secret, but the processing is more troublesome, when the medicine begins to decoction, you will take a paper and pen and tell you how to operate it!" ”

"Humph!" I looked up and saw a small furry creature lying on the bed, its pointed ears drooping and its bloodshot eyes.

"What's wrong with you? Are you sick? Ling'er asked.

"Oh! Nothing. The little rabbit replied.

"Why?" She asked.

I dragged him along. Ling'er nodded, and went to decoction the medicine first, and then went back to the room to listen to Zhou Zhenghong's dictation recording.

To Ling'er's surprise, the decoction method that she thought would never be complicated was filled with eight notes, and even the external medicine had been decocted, and she didn't remember it.

Although the young master narrated casually, it was obviously extremely organized, the decoction process was gradual and distinct, and each link did not seem to be particularly difficult, but the question was, is there too many such links?

Ling'er recorded more than 40 links before and after, and each link also listed the operation methods and precautions in detail, and the eight page numbers were densely packed.

And that's not all!

After Zhou Zhenghong finished taking the medicine, Ling'er wrote another three pages of text, and wrote until her wrist was sore, and then she finished the record.

Looking at the ten pages of "results", let alone Ling'er, even Zhou Zhenghong was surprised when he said it.

"Master, what kind of medicine is it? Why is it so complicated? Xiao Liang asked the master.

"It is called tanshinanone, and the main components are a variety of active substances such as tanshensu, salvianolic acid and gallic acid, which has a good protective effect on the cardiovascular system." The master said. Do you know? "Oh! Isn't it just some Chinese medicine! Xiao Liang replied.

"Why?" He finally couldn't help but ask.

"Little Pei Yuan Dan."

Lin Tingzhi's faint four words made Zhou Zhenghong both shocked and speechless.

Actually alchemy!

It is actually to use these common medicinal materials, use the common stoves and pots at home, and make a little maid who doesn't know what alchemy is at all, and only rely on these word-of-mouth steps to alchemy!

The refined products are actually Xiao Pei Yuan Dan, which is definitely not too much of a lack of pills for a martial artist!

Originally, Zhou Zhenghong thought that the more than 30 taels of silver spent on buying medicine were a bit expensive, but now, he just thought that the money was as little as it was not spent.

Originally, Zhou Zhenghong thought that the ten-page long links were a bit cumbersome, but now, he just thinks that these links are simply too simple to continue to be simple.

If this is not the case, how can there be such a shortage of alchemists in the world? Alchemy in this world is so developed.

And the popularity of alchemy has reached the pinnacle.

Anyone who has attained it can easily cultivate an extraordinary kung fu, and it is better for those who have no teacher to learn from themselves.

Why? Isn't there a shortcut?

If not, why couldn't this little Pei Yuan Dan even be at the lowest level that ordinary martial artists could afford?

Now Zhou Zhenghong's only concern is whether Ling'er, who has no alchemy foundation at all, can succeed?

Listening to Lin Tingzhi's words, he prescribed Xiao Pei Yuan Dan, the medicinal materials weighed four times, just now Zhou Zhenghong dictated the steps, and said that these herbs were divided into four parts and refined separately. And what I want to explain to you here is that the reason why Ling'er will not succeed every time she refines is because she refined, so she didn't get the last piece because she refined it too late for the first time.

So why is Ling'er like this? In fact, this has to do with her own factors, and of course it is no exception.

First, bad luck! That is to say, Ling'er can have the possibility of three failures, and if she does not fail to refine four times in a row, then she can obtain at least one Xiao Pei Yuan Dan.

But that's it, Zhou Zhenghong is still not half sure whether Ling'er can succeed, after all, things like alchemy are still very mysterious in his opinion.

Fortunately, even if the refining is not successful, Zhou Zhenghong can bear the more than thirty taels of silver.

However, compared with Zhou Zhenghong's suspicion, Lin Tingzhi's attitude towards Ling'er seems to be full of confidence.

He said to Ling'er: "You are a good girl, you can ask me if you have any difficulties and questions, as long as you are willing to work hard, you will definitely succeed!" ”

Ling'er nodded, a relieved smile on her face.

"Master, don't worry!" Lin Tingzhi said with a smile.

"Why?" She asked?

He said with relief: "Oh my God! Don't worry, this kind of Xiao Pei Yuan Dan is not a handy pill! Master's method of refining was originally intended for ordinary people. I see that your maid is very smart, and she just asked the question several times and asked the key point, I'm afraid she won't be big if she can't practice it! ”

At this time, Lin Tingzhi praised again: "Speaking of which, Xiaotian, you are a servant girl is really good, not only can you read at a young age, but also that good handwriting is quite rare." ”

"Haha! Thanks to the host for the compliments! Ling'er said, "I'm a girl who likes to study very much, but lately, I've always felt a little inferior. Ling'er's mother smiled and said to Zhou Zhenghong: "Child, do you know? Low self-esteem is a disease! ”

"No, it's not that kind of disease!" Zhou Zhenghong replied.

Zhou Zhenghong said thank you to Ling'er, but he was not too humble.

He knows very well that the concept of male superiority and inferiority of women in the world is quite serious, and ordinary girls often have no chance to study, but Ling'er and other maidservants are even more rare.

After chatting with Lin Tingzhi for a few more words, the medicinal power of the medicinal decoction he had just drunk gradually rose, and Zhou Zhenghong felt sleepiness rushing in, and soon fell into a dream.

The next morning, Zhou Zhenghong opened his eyes, only to feel relaxed, he got up from the bed, picked up a small pillow, leaned on his body, he rubbed his eyes, and found a small bird flying outside the window.

It was two black birds, their wings flying high like a big kite.

"What kind of bird is this?" He asked curiously.

"Pigeons!" He muttered to himself.

Is it a pigeon? It's a pigeon! He habitually touched the small sword hanging around his neck, and then straightened himself and sat down.

"Oh no! I forgot that I hurt in the chest! ”

As soon as Zhou Zhenghong's idea came out of his heart, he unexpectedly found that the move he had just made did not cause a little pain.

Carefully getting off the bed, Zhou Zhenghong stretched out his arms and kicked his legs, and his chest was not uncomfortable at all.