I became the richest man in the world by making meatballs

The yard of Mi Zhu's house is very large, and there are many medicinal herbs planted in the yard and under the walls. After experiencing the huge properties of Muyuan Star, these medicinal herbs that have grown several times have surrounded most of his yard. The stone houses surrounding the center seem to be the lambs that strayed into this place.

Bai Qianchun followed Ye Yang outside the courtyard gate and saw a short, fat, gray-haired old man in a white coat, jumping up and down in the courtyard to pick medicinal herbs with his back to them. His posture was really not very elegant.

"Grandpa Mi Zhu." Ye Yang shouted sweetly as soon as he pushed open the fence gate in the courtyard. The old man was so frightened that his hand slipped and he lost his accuracy and only pulled half of 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 on his feet and scolded Ye Yang, "You kid, pay for my lilacs, my best lilacs, the only thing missing from my yang-boosting potion." The medicine is gone.”

He was angry, his eyes were wide-eyed, and his plump face without wrinkles was red and stained with sweat beads, like a peach that had just been soaked in water.

I heard from Ye Yang that this old man, Mi Zhu, grew very few vegetables in the whole village and his family was almost too poor to take the blame. However, with his rosy face, fair hair, face, and chubby face like a greedy cat, it was hard to tell that he was poor.

Bai Qianchun even wondered if he was eating meat secretly at home.

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

"Huh." The old man glared at him angrily, finally taking in what he said, and then turned around without saying a word and continued to pick his precious lilacs.

Ye Yang was 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 him, "Grandpa Mi Zhu is usually like this. He is obsessed with potions and can't help himself. He is a taciturn person who loves others." The grouchy old man who ignores you will lose his temper only if his potion is touched."

"But his temper comes and goes quickly. As long as we give him satisfactory compensation or a satisfactory explanation, he won't make it too difficult for us. This time, Leng Xiao and I used his yard. 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 herbs, Mi Zhu's yard was very neatly organized. There was a bluestone road in the middle, and a piece of soft pebbles 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 keeps his yard clean.

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

A large iron pot still dripping with water has been placed on top, and a bundle of dry firewood is placed next to it.

Bai Qianchun didn't rest. She walked directly to the stove and started rolling up her sleeves to make meatballs.

"Ye Yang, you light the fire first, and I'll handle the medicinal materials you washed."

"Okay." Ye Yang responded, and then he started to make a fire and start with the familiarity.

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

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

The process of making pills may seem messy, even like a pot of random stew, but only Bai Qianchun knows that every step of her process was calculated through countless experiments, and she adopted the method that least harms all kinds of food. The medicinal properties of the medicinal materials but the perfect steps to blend them together.

When the water is almost boiled and the juice begins to collect, you can then knead it into pills, which saves time and effort, is easy to carry, and can perfectly preserve the efficacy of the medicine.

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

Of course, if other people want to make pills that she has already completed, there is nothing they can do. They only need to follow the process steps she gave, set the time and quantity, and follow the steps of a tool man, then they can also make some ordinary pills.

However, although this method copied her pills, it could not innovate. The more precious pills such as the Vitality Pill could not be copied through step-by-step procedures.

The reason why the Vitality Pill is a precious pill is that she cannot make it without her own hands. Therefore, the preciousness of the Vitality Pill has increased by several levels.

But this only belonged to the previous life, when others did not have wood-type abilities.

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

Now that there are wood-type superpowers in this life, she doesn't know if anyone can copy the vitality pill.

Bai Qianchun was thinking in her head, but her hand movements were not messy at all. She added the medicinal ingredients to the pot in an orderly manner, and then started stirring while waiting for the juice to collect.

"Are you making poison?" A confused and somewhat decisive voice sounded from her ears, but Bai Qianchun was not surprised.

When she started to put the medicinal ingredients into the pot, Mi Zhu, the owner of the yard, had already come to her side, but he never made a sound and just stared at the pot with a keen eye.

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

"I knew it." Mi Zhu's chubby face lit up with joy, like a child begging for candy.

He quickly calmed down and stared at the pills that had been formed. He leaned over and took a sniff, and then made a serious analysis, "You have a good grasp of the properties of the medicine, and you have almost used all the properties to the maximum." Combining them together again, the medicinal properties contained in a small black pill are actually more amazing than the potion, how did you do it?"

The purely professional tone of the discussion prevented Bai Qianchun from detecting that he meant to pry, so she didn't feel disgusted and told him some techniques to use the medicinal properties.

Unexpectedly, the old man was so shocked that he suddenly realized the idea, and then rushed back to the room to retreat while holding the lilac flowers.

In the yard, Bai Qianchun and Ye Yang looked at each other in shock as they looked at the door that was slammed shut.

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