He went into the hut and took out the medicinal materials, and then compared them with the knowledge in his mind to distinguish them.
"Angelica sinensis has a strong firewood property. It's not good if it's too dry!"
"Astragalus, the skin is a little hard and there are hollows, it's not good!"
"Salvia, thin strips, light color, not good!"
After going around, Wang Yao found that based on the knowledge he had just learned, the Chinese medicinal materials he bought seemed to be of poor quality. Although they could be used as medicine, their medicinal properties were much worse than those of good medicinal materials. If good medicines were used, One dose of medicinal materials may be effective, but using these medicinal materials requires at least three doses, and medicines have side effects, as does traditional Chinese medicine. Therefore, preparation is important, and the first priority is to select good medicinal materials.
"It turns out that there is so much knowledge in it!"
"Ding, mission: successfully prepare ten medicines within seven days, no repeats."
"What do you mean no repetitions?"
"To this day, it has been prepared."
"How about making a medicine ten times?"
"Don't show off your IQ!" The system responded with seven words.
Depend on!
Some are busy again.
Seven days, ten doses of medicine, very tight.
Wang Yao didn't even dare to delay at all. He entered the room and started reading books and surfing the Internet. Coupled with the knowledge that suddenly poured into his head, it took him an afternoon to identify eleven medicines and prepare them at the same time. The required medicinal materials are also listed, with a total of fifty-seven types. Some of them are universal, which is already simple.
The things that China has inherited for thousands of years are so profound and profound that a person can learn them in a lifetime, and what they can understand is just a drop in the bucket. What is ridiculous is that some people abandon them like worn out shoes.
Wang Yao currently has some medicinal materials in his hut and can brew one of them.
After determining the prescription, the process of selecting ingredients, weighing, washing, brewing, and boiling the medicine is non-stop, but it is done carefully and without any carelessness.
Ephedra, cassia twig, almond, licorice...
It wasn't until after two o'clock in the morning, and after trying three times in succession, that Wang Yao succeeded.
A piece of ephedra soup is pungent and warm to relieve symptoms.
After tidying up, he rested for a few hours. It was already dark, and he got up early and started busy, tidying up the medicinal fields and watering them with ancient spring water.
After estimating the time, he called his family because he was going to the city today and was not worried about the medicine field. Therefore, he told his family and asked his mother to come over and take care of it.
After Zhang Xiuying went up the mountain, Wang Yao hurriedly went down the mountain and rode into the city after giving his mother a few instructions.
"Slow down, you brat, you're in a hurry."
"Young man, here we go again!" After seeing Wang Yao, the medicine buyer was stunned. "What medicinal materials did you buy this time?"
"Here, here is the list." Wang Yao smiled and handed over the list of medicinal materials.
"So many?!" The man was surprised.
"sorry to bother you."
"Okay, wait a moment."
"Can I go in and take a look together?" Wang Yaodao said, because the Chinese medicinal materials were stored in a separate place, he also took this opportunity to study.
"Okay, come on."
Following this middle-aged man, Wang Yao came to the place where Chinese medicinal materials were stored. In a large empty room, there were dozens of rows of shelves with boxes on them, in which various medicinal materials were stored. The iron shelves were labeled, making them easy to find.
“The ginseng grown here is not old enough.”
"This Ganoderma lucidum is gray in color and of poor quality."
"This Polygonatum is far worse than the one I grew."
As Wang Yao walked, he only evaluated the medicinal materials in the warehouse based on what the system taught him. After walking around, he found that all the medicinal materials in this warehouse were of poor quality. In fact, even artificially grown medicinal materials were of poor quality. High and low. In some places, medicinal materials are grown in a wild state as much as possible, similar to free-range farming. Although the harvest of such planting is poor, the quality of the medicinal materials is better. The medicinal materials stored here are large-scale cultured medicinal materials, and the harvest is high. The cost is low, but the quality is also poor.
It took nearly two hours for the man to prepare the medicinal materials Wang Yao needed and put them in two sacks.
"Sorry to trouble you!" Wang Yao said after paying the money.
"This is my phone number. Next time you come to buy medicine, please call me directly." The man finally left his contact information directly for Wang Yao. After several contacts, he could be considered a semi-acquaintance.
"Okay, I'll leave first!"
Wang Yao took the contact information left by this person, returned home with the purchased Chinese medicinal materials, and trudged up the mountain.
"Xiaoyao, what are you buying!?" Zhang Xiuying watched her son carrying two large bags of medicinal materials up the mountain, sweating profusely.
"Chinese medicinal materials."
"Chinese medicinal materials, are you going to make medicine again?" Zhang Xiuying said.
"Yes." Wang Yao responded, "Leave this place to me. You can go back and rest."
"Don't forget to go home for dinner!"
"knew!"
After Zhang Xiuying left, Wang Yao began to work nervously. He first sorted and classified the purchased medicinal materials, then selected the medicinal materials for brewing according to the prescription, and then began the process of brewing the medicine.
The boiling of traditional Chinese medicine is inherently a boring process, and you don’t just need to control the heat. Although Wang Yao now has a treasure like the "Baicao Pot" in his hands, he still dares not be careless and always controls this. Heat.
In fact, Wang Yao also found it boring when he first made the medicine. He was making the medicine purely to complete the task. But gradually, he also discovered some fun in it. Perhaps this had something to do with his own personality. He originally liked to be quiet and delve into things, and there was a lot of knowledge in the preparation of Chinese medicine. He also recorded some of his new ones.
On this day and night, he successfully brewed another Chinese medicine.
This medicine has the same effect as the ephedra soup cooked the night before. It is also pungent and warm to relieve the symptoms, but the formula is different.
Phew, Wang Yao breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the clock on the wall. However, it was past eight o'clock at night, so there was still plenty of time to brew another medicine. However, he packed his things and prepared to take a good rest and recuperate. Be energetic and concentrate on brewing medicine during the day.
After a tiring day, Wang Yao lay down and fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, he heard the barking of dogs outside, and he suddenly sat up from the bed.
He hurriedly put on his clothes, picked up the flashlight, picked up the short stick standing on the wall, opened the door and rushed out. Then he drove to a figure already more than ten meters away. Wang Yao chased for a distance and stopped, but the man didn't come in. Village, but went deeper into the Nanshan Mountains.
"Sanxian, come back!"
He shouted, and Sanxian came back lamely. This native dog was quite loyal.
"You ran pretty fast. You did something wrong in the middle of the night. If you dare to go into the mountains, aren't you afraid of encountering ghosts?!"