"One piece of Su wood, three taels of white tong, half a folded fragrant flower ......" A bunch of names of medicinal materials came out of the old man's mouth, and he didn't care if he could remember it, anyway, he didn't look at his eyes and said directly.

"Mix them all together, and remember, when grinding, don't spoil the potency of the medicine!"

The old man's tone was even stern, and he couldn't be ignored.

"Hmm." Xiao suddenly responded, and according to what he said, go find those medicinal herbs.

Soon, all the herbs he needed were found, placed on the table, and then he had to start grinding.

You must know that although grinding is a very easy thing, it is also a profound thing, if the grinding is good, and the essence of its medicinal materials is not destroyed, then the quality of the refined pill can also be better.

Some pharmacists will spend a lot of time on the grinding step to master, what kind of method is the most accurate, it is best to retain the essence in it, and so on.

This kind of thing can be described as very careful, if there is a distraction, a small mistake, can even destroy the medicinal effect of the mixed herbs.

The old man was engrossed in the medicine tripod, and from time to time he would ask Xiao Hu to add some medicinal materials or something, and Xiao Hu was also very serious about grinding the medicinal materials, and those big eyes were not instantaneous, and he quickly forgot about the fat kitchen to the back of his mind.

The fat kitchen has already arrived at the ghost soil that Xiao suddenly wants, there are still a lot of them, and they are really heavy enough, and there is no way for a person to move them back, not to mention, her ghost soil is not too large, but its weight is not light!

"Huh? What about the little one? ”

"Could it be that you waited too long so you went back first?"

"This little thing, isn't it too anxious?"

The fat chef couldn't do it, so he had to move the ghost soil back some of them first.

As a pharmacist, I don't really have any concept of time.

It should be said that in the matter of refining the elixir, they only have the concept of time in their minds, and as for the rest, they don't know anything, and if they don't look at the sky outside the window, they won't know whether it's day or night.

Xiao Hu also forgot about the fat kitchen, but fortunately, the next day was a rest day, so there was no need to go to class, and it was fine.

He didn't sleep all night, and he didn't even notice that he was hungry.

"Xiao Yu didn't come back last night?"

"I went to bed last night, I don't know...... Did you come back late and go out early in the morning? ”

The Civic was puzzled, "Impossible, he really didn't come back last night!" ”

Xiao Hu didn't come back, in the past, Xiao Hu would go out in the middle of the night, they all knew it, so they didn't care, but they didn't expect to see him in the morning.

Didn't come back to sleep at all last night.

"Is there something wrong?" Xiao Su frowned and said.

"Shall we go find the fat chef?"

Then, Xiao Suqian and the others went to the kitchen to find a fat cook.

When the fat chef heard this, he was stunned, "Yesterday I thought he came back first!" No, why didn't you come back? Where did he go if he didn't come back? ”

Fat Chef said this, and they were all silent.

"Could something be wrong?" The fat man was startled.

"You can rest assured, there is still no danger in the Eight Desolations Academy...... I guess there was something that didn't come back, right? "The fat chef was very puzzled, yesterday they went to the pharmacist's room together, and then the little guy disappeared, and thought he came back first.

"Is it still over there in the pharmacist's room?" Bai Feng said coldly.