Pei Feng had been watching from the side as Pei Rong completely refined the medicine.
When it came out of the oven, there were four pills formed in the mold, and the others were all black-gray slag and fused into a ball.
Seeing this, Pei Feng couldn't help thinking of when Huo Yao produced the finished pills, he said aloud: "Brother, if there are twenty pills when you put them in the stove like you did, twenty whole pills come out. What's the situation?"
Pei Rong carefully picked out the four finished pills from the mold, put them in a ceramic bowl to cool down, then raised his head to look at Pei Feng, and said, "That's impossible, no one can put in as many pills as they come out. How many grains are there?"
The production rate of the medicinal materials he used today is considered high, and if other alchemists were to be put aside, there might be two or three pills at most.
Pei Feng touched the tip of his nose, "Then what if someone is like this? Does it mean that the refinement was not successful?"
He is not a pharmacist, so he doesn't know much about this.
It was only because he saw Huo Yao practiced it last time, and now he saw his elder brother refining it, that he specifically mentioned it.
Pei Rong dumped the unrefined medicine residue in the mold into the trash can, "I remember you called me last time to ask me this question."
"That's right, last time it was our dad who called the little girl home, and then asked me to follow her to see how to make medicine and refine it, and also asked me to follow her to learn how to make a kind of soothing incense." Pei Feng slowly Said.
Hearing this, Pei Rong suddenly remembered that when he just came back today, his father said something like 'that little girl is also a pharmacist'.
At this time, Pei Feng's voice came again, "At that time, I watched the whole process of that little girl's refining medicine. From the point of view of technique, she is not as professional as you. From the point of view of steps, her method is too simple, as if it is very perfunctory , but the only surprising thing is that she is very precise in dispensing medicine."
Although Pei Feng didn't like Huo Yao's pretentious appearance, he still had something to say, and he couldn't deny his strengths.
"Precisely dispensing the medicine?" Pei Rong asked, tilting his head.
Pei Feng nodded, "Maybe it's because she is familiar with medicine and is very accurate in dispensing medicine, so our dad thinks of her differently."
Hearing this, Pei Rong's eyes involuntarily fell on the few pills he had just refined. After a pause, he picked up one, put it on his nose and smelled it, and then took a closer look at the color. , seems to be a little better than his usual configuration.
The grade of finished medicine is not determined by how much you can refine at one time, but the efficacy of the finished medicine. The key to determining the efficacy of a finished medicine is whether the combination of medicinal materials is precise and meticulous.
Today he made this, just with the mentality of giving it a try, and made it completely according to the dosage of the decoction written by Huo Yao.
I thought it would be that even D-grade ordinary medicines were not as good as medicines, but now I looked at it, and it was faintly biased towards B-grade medicines.
This... is really unbelievable.
Seeing Pei Rong staring at the pills without speaking, Pei Feng couldn't help calling him, "Brother?"
Pei Rong didn't pay attention to Pei Feng, but picked up the other few grains and looked at them. After smelling the smell again and again, she felt a faint suspicion in her heart.
Although this drug can't reach the B grade, it is much higher than the C grade.
He said that this prescription became more and more subtle, and it turned out to be a C-grade formula.
Pei Rong's expression became complicated for a while.
Good night babies~ Today's update is over, see you tomorrow~ I should be able to really adjust the update time in two days, (╥╯^╰╥)
(end of this chapter)