"The inhibitory decoction wafting out from the backyard has a strong smell. It should be that the Red Jiang Dan has not been refined yet, and the patient needs to take the inhibitory decoction."
The concentration of the decoction means that the patient may not be alive for long, and the Red Jiang Dan has not been refined yet, so the Red Jiang Dan must be needed.
Tang Yichen silently gave Gu Zhiqi a thumbs up.
After finishing the comparison, Tang Yichen blinked slightly and said, "You smelled all those medicines?"
"No, just smell a few flavors of the main ingredient."
She also has the recipe for Chi Jiang Dan, and she can smell a few of the main ingredients, so it is not difficult to complete the recipe.
Tang Yichen couldn't help but sigh after hearing this.
The three of them continued walking forward, and there were more and more people on the street, as well as more stalls on the street.
Gu Zhiqi looked around from time to time.
When he reached a stall, Gu Zhiqi stopped, then stepped up and walked straight towards the stall.
The stall owner was lying on a deck chair, swinging his legs leisurely. He was wearing a black robe and a curtain hat, and his face could not be seen.
Seeing the three people stopping in front of his stall, the man had no intention of getting up. He continued to swing his legs leisurely and said nonchalantly, "Just take a look."
Hearing this slightly familiar voice, Tang Yichen and Su Yunling looked at each other, and then, in tacit agreement, they did not speak.
Gu Zhiqi also felt that the voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it. He just squatted down, pointed at a brush and asked, "How do you sell this brush?"
After Gu Zhiqi asked, he reached out, picked up the pen, and stared at the pen carefully.
Why do you feel that this brush looks familiar?
Hearing Gu Zhiqi say that he wanted to buy a pen, the stall owner suddenly stood up and looked at Gu Zhiqi, "Buying a pen? Will it be used for traditional Chinese painting or calligraphy?"
Gu Zhiqi:?
Why does the content of this question sound so familiar?
Gu Zhiqi: "Painting symbols."
Stall owner:???
"Drawing talismans?!" The stall owner suddenly leaned forward. If he hadn't been wearing a curtain hat, Gu Zhiqi would have been able to see his widened eyes.
The stall owner once again said angrily, "The kind of talisman drawn by a magic stick?!"
Gu Zhiqi: "..."
Such a familiar scene.
He nodded to the stall owner.
"Let's go!" The stall owner stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the black market entrance.
Gu Zhiqi: "..."
This person... looked like the stall owner she met at the black market.
In the end, Gu Zhiqi didn't buy that deal either.
After walking some distance, Su Yunling walked up to Gu Zhiqi and asked softly, "Do you like that brush?"
Gu Zhiqi shook his head, "I don't really like it. I just looked at it and thought it would be easy to use it to draw talismans."
Su Yunling nodded slightly, then reached out and took Gu Zhiqi into his arms when Gu Zhiqi wasn't paying attention.
Gu Zhiqi:?
"There are many people here." Su Yunling whispered, then, half-protecting the person in his arms, he walked towards the entrance of the black market.
Tang Yichen looked at the two of them and felt his teeth sore.
He was so sore that he hissed slightly, and then followed the two of them silently.
**
Yue's backyard.
The master and apprentice worked in the backyard of Yue's house until midnight before refining a furnace of incense. When Yue Lan looked at the twenty-one round incense pills lying in the incense furnace, she was silent for a long time.
Seventy percent fragrance yield?!
Gu Zhiqi taught her personally, and her success rate was only 60%. If she practiced alone, the success rate was only 50%. Even if she has been practicing these days, she has only raised the success rate.
