The successful preparation of this medicine took him an entire afternoon. When he came down from the mountain, it was already dark. This was the simplest of the medicines he chose.
The first day passed, and on the second day, when it was dark, he got up and went up the mountain. In addition to taking care of the medicine field as usual, he started the work of boiling medicine again. This time he wanted to change to another medicine and prepare it. There were more Chinese medicinal materials and it was more difficult. As a result, he was busy all day and consumed almost half of the Chinese medicinal materials he bought. It was not until dark that he succeeded.
"No, if this continues, the task of preparing five potions in five days will definitely not be completed, and I will have to stay up late!" I called home and didn't go back to sleep at night. I was on the mountain. Although Zhang Xiuying was a little worried, she couldn't get over her son, so she had to He agreed, but just told him to be careful. In fact, this was not the first time he spent the night in the mountains.
That night, he stayed up almost all night until about four o'clock in the morning. He couldn't stand it anymore. He lay in bed and slept for more than two hours. Then he got up, ate something and took care of the medicine field.
"Strange, why is there no movement?" Wang Yao looked at the small area where he had just planted the moonflower grass.
After observing carefully for a while and confirming that there was no problem, Wang Yao drank a few large mouthfuls of ancient spring water. He suddenly felt that he was much more energetic. The fatigue from staying up late last night was also relieved a lot. Then he rode into the city and bought the product yesterday. He had consumed a lot of Chinese medicinal materials. Today he planned to buy more when entering the city. Five sets of potions, but he successfully brewed two.
"Young man, why are you here again?" The officer was startled when he saw Wang Yao the day before yesterday.
"Of course I'm buying medicinal materials." Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Buying medicine, did you use all the medicine you bought the day before yesterday?" The man was surprised after hearing this.
"Well, that's about it. I'll buy more today."
"What, it's so fast, you won't burn them as firewood, right?"
"No way, isn't that for money? I'm practicing brewing medicine." Wang Yao said with a smile. He was telling the truth, but it was clear from the man's expression that he didn't believe it.
"Yes, how much do you want this time?" Although he didn't believe it, these drugs were just for resale at best. They didn't harm anyone anyway, so he didn't care about them that much.
"Three times the amount last time, this is the order."
"So much?!" Although he was surprised, the man weighed Wang Yao according to his guts and the amount on it, and then filled a large sack.
"Thank you." Wang Yao took it and thanked him.
"Young man, didn't you take the medicine?" the man selling the medicine asked again.
"Ah?" Wang Yao was stunned for a moment, then realized what he meant, "No, I didn't eat."
"Oh, that's good, I wish you success!"
"Thanks!"
Wang Yao rode back to the village, carried a sack of Chinese medicinal materials and went up the mountain. He tidied it up a little, sorted it, took a rest, and then started to cook the Chinese medicine according to the prescription, carefully and carefully, not daring to have any leakage. It was so sloppy, but it was only when it got dark that I finally succeeded in making one.
"This is already the third day!"
A day spent running back and forth, coupled with boiling Chinese medicine around a fire, made him a little tired even though he had an extraordinary physique.
"Xiao Yao?"
Just when Wang Yao was preparing to brew the fourth set of traditional Chinese medicine, his mother Zhang Xiuying came up from the mountain. When he approached the hut, he smelled the smell of medicine. When he got closer, he found a small pile of medicine in the corner next to the house. Scumbag, when you go into the house, you see that your son is lighting a fire, with a casserole on the fire, and he is boiling medicine there.
"What are you doing?"
"Mom, why are you here?" Wang Yao was stunned.
"You haven't been home all day and you've been so mysterious. I came up to see you. What are you doing?"
"Make medicine." Wang Yao was silent for a moment. He didn't think of a suitable explanation, so he simply told the truth.
"Making medicine? Who did you learn from?" Zhang Xiuying asked after being stunned.
"An old Chinese medicine doctor."
"Yesterday afternoon, Zexiao's parents came to our house with a big bag of things and said thank you. Could it be that you found a way to cure Zexiao's illness?"
"It's not me, it's the old Chinese doctor. He wrote a prescription and brewed a bowl of medicine." Wang Yao simply brought out a vague old Chinese doctor, hoping to fool him.
"What's the surname of the old Chinese medicine doctor? How old is he? Where does he live?" Who would have thought that his mother would be so easily fooled? She asked several questions in a row, just like checking her household registration.
"Mom, I promised him not to tell anyone, not even you and my dad."
"It's just us two here, please tell me in a lower voice?" Zhang Xiuying looked around and said with a smile.
"Hey, Mom, you have to be honest!"
"You bastard, not even me?" Zhang Xiuying said angrily.
"No, I'm sorry. As long as you know that I didn't do anything bad, come in and sit down!"
As he spoke, Wang Yao smelled a slight smell of paste.
"No, the medicine is gone!"
He hurriedly took down the medicine pot, knowing that his efforts were in vain again.
"You didn't lie to mom?" Zhang Xiuying still didn't seem to believe her son's words.
"Of course not, why should I lie to you? I grow my own herbs, so I have to know the potency of the herbs I grow, right?" Wang Yaodao said, he couldn't tell his mother that he had a mysterious system that led to all kinds of magical things.
"Do you want mom to help?"
"No, just sit still." Wang Yao said.
After staying in the hut for a while, chatting with Wang Yao, and making sure that her son had no major problems, Zhang Xiuying went down the mountain with peace of mind. After she went down the mountain, Wang Yao immediately became nervous and busy, and continued to work hard to prepare medicine. After several successful experiments, he found that the ratio of medicinal materials and cooking time for boiling Chinese medicine are extremely important, but if a little ancient spring water is added to the water for boiling Chinese medicine, the success rate will be effectively increased, so when watering When he was working in the medicine field, he deliberately left part of the ancient spring water to brew Chinese medicine.
"What is he doing on the mountain?" When Zhang Xiuying returned home, Wang Fenghua was smoking and asked immediately when she came in.
"Why don't you go and see for yourself?" Zhang Xiuying rolled her eyes at her husband, "He's cooking Chinese medicine."
"Make Chinese medicine?"
"Well, he said he learned some skills from an old Chinese medicine practitioner and tried brewing medicine. The medicine that cured Zexiao was prepared by that old Chinese medicine practitioner."
"Which old Chinese doctor?" Wang Fenghua frowned slightly after hearing this.
"I asked him, but he didn't tell me, saying that the old Chinese medicine doctor wouldn't let me tell him. Why didn't I know there was such an old Chinese medicine doctor nearby?"
"Lianshan City is so big. Wherever you have been, let him alone for now."
"good."
After discussing it, the couple decided not to interfere with their son for the time being.
That night Wang Yao was still on the mountain.