I became the richest man in the world by rolling balls

Chapter 78 Blame the old man Mi Zhu grandpa
The yard of Mi Zhu's house is very large, and there are many herbs planted in the yard and under the walls. After Mu Yuanxing's huge attributes, these herbs that have grown several times now surround most of his yard. The stone houses in the middle seem to be the lambs that strayed into this place.

Bai Qianchun followed Ye Yang to the courtyard gate, and saw a short, fat, white-haired old man in a white coat, jumping up and down to pick medicinal herbs with his back facing them, his posture was really unsightly.

"Grandpa Mi Zhu." As soon as he pushed open the fence door in the courtyard, Ye Yang called out sweetly, the old man slipped his hands in fright, lost his aim, and only pulled half a white flower from the branch.

"Oh, my lilac." The old man wailed in pain, and his distressed short and fat body froze.

Two seconds later, he turned his head angrily, jumped and scolded Ye Yang, "You boy pay me for my lilac flower, my best lilac flower, my yang-boosting potion is only one taste away!" Medicine."

He was furious, his eyes were wide open, and his fat face without any wrinkles was red with beads of sweat, like a big birthday peach that had just been drenched in water.

I heard from Ye Yang that the old man Mizhu in the whole village grows few vegetables, and the family is almost too poor to get rid of the pot, but his ruddy face, white-haired childish face and chubby appearance like a greedy cat really don't show that he is poor.

Bai Qianchun wondered if he had stolen meat at home.

Ye Yang rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and smiled embarrassingly, "Well, Grandpa Mi Zhu, I'm sorry, I'll pay attention next time, and it's okay to waste one now, you see there are still many flowers hanging on the branches now." Lilac flowers are enough for you to prepare several bottles of yang-boosting potions."

"Hmph." The old man glared at him angrily, as if he had listened to his words, and then turned around without saying a word and went back to continue picking his precious lilacs.

Ye Yang is very used to this attitude of changing his face at any time and being indifferent. He explained in a low voice to Bai Qianchun who followed behind, "Grandpa Mi Zhu is usually like this. He is obsessed with medicine and can't help himself. He is a taciturn love I don't care about the old man with a bad temper, he will lose his temper only when his potion is touched."

"However, his temper comes and goes quickly. As long as we give him satisfactory compensation or give him a satisfactory explanation, he will not make things difficult for us. This time, Leng Xiao and I will borrow his yard. The two herbs made him agree."

"Oh." Bai Qianchun nodded, indicating that he understood.

Then she raised her eyes and glanced at the yard. Except for the sudden surge of medicinal herbs, Mi Zhu's yard was well-regulated. There was a bluestone road in the middle, and a piece of cobblestone was paved near the door of the stone house under the eaves.

There are no traces of other weeds in the open area of ​​the yard, which shows that he usually cleans his yard very clean.

The earth stove that Leng Xiao built for her was in the middle of the yard, on the right side of the bluestone road, in an open and dry mud field.

A large iron pot still dripping water had been placed on it, and a bundle of dry firewood was placed beside it.

Bai Qianchun didn't take a break, walked straight to the stove and started rolling up his sleeves to make balls.

"Ye Yang, light the fire first, and I'll deal with the herbs you washed."

"Okay." Ye Yang responded, and then he started to light the fire with his familiarity.

At this time, Ye Yang had already put the washed medicinal materials on the round bamboo plaque to dry. Bai Qianchun picked up a perilla leaf and began to skillfully inject wood elements into it. This was the most effective medicine she had pondered in her previous life. Methods of handling medicinal materials.

The medicinal materials do not need to be processed, and the most powerful medicinal properties are directly stimulated by the wood element, and then take advantage of this opportunity to put different medicinal materials in the pot at different times, and put them into boiling water for firing.

The process of making pills seems to be chaotic, even like a pot of chaos, but only Bai Qianchun knows that every step of her is prepared after countless experiments, and the method that least damages all kinds of medicines is adopted. The medicinal properties of the medicinal materials are the perfect steps to blend them together.

When the water is almost boiled and the juice is collected, the process of kneading into pills is carried out, which saves time and effort, is convenient to carry, and can perfectly preserve the efficacy of the medicine.

This is her unique method, and ordinary people cannot configure it without her sensitivity to medicinal properties.

Of course, if other people want to make the pills that she has already completed, there is no way. They just need to follow the process steps she gave, fixed points and quantitative quantities at regular intervals, like a toolman, and they can make some ordinary pills.

However, although this method copied her pills, it was unable to innovate. The more precious types of pills, such as the Vitality Pill, also could not be copied by step-by-step blunt procedures.

The reason why the Vitality Pill is a precious pill is also because she can't make it without her own hands. Therefore, the Vitality Pill is several levels more precious.

But this only belongs to the previous life, when other people don't have wood powers.

Because making the Vitality Pill also requires the cooperation of her wood-type abilities.

Now that she has a wood-type supernatural being in this life, she doesn't know if someone can copy the Vitality Pill
Bai Qianchun was thinking in his head, but his hands were not chaotic at all. He added the medicinal materials into the pot in an orderly manner, and then began to stir when the juice was collected.

"Are you making poison?" A doubtful yet certain voice sounded from beside his ears, but Bai Qianchun was not surprised.

When she started to put medicinal materials in the pot, Mi Zhu, the owner of the yard, had already come to her side, but he kept silent, just staring at the pot with a good eye.

"Well, we are indeed making poison." Bai Qianchun nodded.

"I knew it." Mi Zhu's chubby face beamed with joy, like a child who has been begged for candy.

He quickly regained his composure, fixed his eyes on the pill that had already formed, leaned over to sniff it, and then made a serious analysis, "You have a good grasp of the properties of the medicine, and you have almost brought all the properties of the medicine to the extreme. Compatible with them again, the medicinal property contained in a small black ball is even more amazing than medicine, how did you do it?"

This purely professional discussion tone made Bai Qianchun unaware of his intention to spy, so she was not disgusted, and casually told him some techniques to exert the medicinal properties.

Who knew that the old man was so startled that he was a heavenly being, he suddenly realized it, and then rushed back to the room to retreat with the lilac flowers in his hands.

In the yard, Bai Qianchun and Ye Yang looked at the door that was closed with a bang, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

After a while, Bai Qianchun said with emotion, "You really deserve to be a drug addict. If you were as obsessed and serious as Grandpa Mi Zhu before, you might have realized it a long time ago. You wouldn't be able to make even the simplest pills now. "

(End of this chapter)