I've already ascended to immortality, and only now is spiritual energy reviving?

He glanced at him again from above the glasses.

"This prescription is probably not something most people would use."

Peiyuan Powder greatly replenishes vital energy and treats deficiency of both qi and blood.

Gubenwan (a traditional Chinese medicine formula) tonifies the kidneys and strengthens essence, treating deficiency of essence and marrow.

Using both methods together is quite costly...

Young man, take a break. There are only oxen that die from exhaustion, not fields that are over-plowed!

Bai Sheng: "..."

The old pharmacist's granddaughter whispered in his ear, "Grandpa, let's not talk about it. He might be a professional in this field..."

The old pharmacist suddenly realized: "That's possible. These days, even young gigolos have it tough..."

Bai Sheng: "..."

The two of them weren't speaking very loudly.

To an outsider, it looked almost like they were lip-syncing.

However, Bai Sheng's perception was extremely strong.

Hearing every word they said.

"I've been working out lately, and I've been pushing myself a bit too hard, so I want to take it easy."

Bai Sheng told a bland lie.

"You don't need this much exercise."

If you're really into working out, just eat more protein powder.

There's no need to use the Strengthening Pill; that stuff is for treating general weakness and internal injuries.

The old pharmacist pressed the prescription onto the counter.

"Prescriptions for nourishing yin and replenishing qi should not be taken casually."

Young man, did you prepare this yourself, or did you consult some folk remedy?

Bai Sheng thought to himself, "What? So the prescriptions you're giving aren't folk remedies?"

Bai Sheng made up a story off the top of his head: "It's a prescription left by my grandfather, who was a traditional Chinese medicine doctor himself."

He said the men in his family who reached my age all used this remedy for health maintenance.

The old pharmacist's lips twitched.

I thought to myself, are all these people so weak?

Bai Sheng was equally unhappy.

I'm here to get medicine; I've already given you the prescription.

What are you still trying to argue with me about?

"If they can't prescribe the medicine, then leave and go to another one."

Bai Sheng's friend was getting a little impatient.

"Fine, don't come looking for me if anything happens."

The old pharmacist spoke as he began to prepare the medicine.

After weighing each herb, pour it onto a piece of straw paper.

Then wrap each herb separately.

Folded into two bulging bundles of straw paper,

Then he tied it tightly with thin hemp rope and pushed it in front of Bai Sheng.

"Remember, you can't drink it every day. Too much of a supplement will actually harm your health."

The old pharmacist gave his advice.

Bai Sheng naturally ignored him.

After all, the prescriptions in the innate Taoist books...

Let him drink it three times a day.

He quoted a price, over five hundred yuan.

Bai Sheng paid by scanning the QR code.

He walked out of the pharmacy carrying two heavy bags of medicine.

Passing by the grocery store downstairs,

He bought the cheapest clay pot.

When I got home, I washed it with dish soap first.

suddenly,

Fat Orange poked half its head out from the kitchen doorway.

Since Bai Sheng returned,

The orange cat kept staring at him with that strange look.

"Why are you staring at me?" Bai Sheng asked without looking up.

The passive ability to initially understand animal language suddenly triggered automatically.

This time,

Unlike before when communicating with the orange cat, I was kept in the dark by a barrier.

A faint signal leaked through.

It's like listening to someone speak through a layer of water.

But the general idea can be barely discerned:

"How did they manage to break the glass during the day?"

OK,

He hadn't said a word before.

No matter how I try to interact with it, it won't communicate with me.

Now you realize how powerful it is, and you're rushing to ask me questions?

"What, you want to learn?"

Bai Sheng raised an eyebrow.

Fat Orange's ears twitched.

"You can learn if you want!"

Bai Sheng placed the rag he used to wipe his hands on the kitchen counter.

He pointed to the washing machine in the corner of the kitchen, which was covered in dust.

"Go and wash my clothes."

Fat Orange followed his finger and looked at the washing machine.

The expression on his round face was somewhat blank.

The signals coming from my brain were intermittent.

The translation is roughly: a string of gibberish followed by a large question mark.

"Can't you learn to wash it? Can't you learn how to use a washing machine? Can't you wash it by hand?"

Bai Sheng had no interest in dealing with it anymore.

I took out my phone and opened a video app.

Type: "How to decoct traditional Chinese medicine"

I flipped through a few tutorials,

Bai Sheng got up and placed the casserole on the induction cooker.

Prepare the medicine according to the order written in the "Xiantian Daoshu" (a Daoist text on the Primordial Heaven).

The original words from the Taoist book:

"Bring it to a boil over high heat, then simmer over low heat until the liquid reduces from three bowls of water to one bowl..."

He placed his phone on the spice rack next to the microwave.

While watching the tutorial, I added water to the prepared medicine pot.

"Hmm, it doesn't seem that difficult. Maybe I have a natural talent for alchemy and medicine?"

Set the induction cooker to the highest setting.

The water in the pot soon started bubbling.