"The rhizome grass is cylindrical or semi-cylindrical, with a yellowish-brown to gray-brown surface. There are obvious wrinkles, longitudinal grooves and lateral root marks on the surface, but the inside is white and smooth, with strong contrast. It is hard and not easy to break.
The color is pure white in the middle, and the outside and surrounding areas are grayish yellow or light brownish yellow. It has a unique aroma and slightly bitter taste."
"Tianling fruit has smooth stems or thick hairs on the edges, and the tendrils are divided into many strips. When mature, it turns golden with a hint of red, and there are strong fibers in the flesh like this!"
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Shu Jingrong buried her head in a pile of books, holding the book in her hand, looking at the herbal encyclopedia in front of her with a headache. These things really made her head feel as big as an ox.
Of course, if she thought about what was in her space ring at this time, she would feel even more inexplicably irritated.
Compared with a book that is difficult to memorize, what is more painful is having a bunch of books that are difficult to understand!
She was in such a situation now. Although she had been mentally prepared for becoming an alchemist, it was only when she actually started reading that she felt how difficult it was.
Although there are many things in it that are written clearly, once it involves some professional fields, she, a layman now, has no idea what is going on.
At this time, she could only do hard work, but Luo Tianchen, a gentle-tempered elder brother, was really very conscientious and always taught patiently.
"What is the use of this herb? I think it looks like chrysanthemums, and this and this... Since it can be combined with the four-legged fruit, why can't this one here work? Look at these two herbs.
They look very similar, but what's the difference? Are you being discriminated against if you're uglier? Or is this more attractive to your master?"
While Shu Jingrong watched, her mouth never stopped. Although she could memorize it by rote with her memory, her memory would become clearer after she understood it.
Luo Tianchen felt a deep sense of frustration along the way, and he deeply felt that his cultivation was not yet at home.
"Junior sister, one is a poison and the other is an anesthetic herb, which are completely different... Moreover, these two are incompatible with each other, and their effects are completely opposite..."
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In Tianxue City, North Vietnam, inside the inn, Shu Jingrong kept asking questions, but her questions were often very off-topic, making it difficult to answer. Fortunately, Luo Tianchen was the disciple of Master Yun Gu, so if she were an ordinary
When the alchemist comes, I'm afraid she will scare him away.
"Junior sister, are you asking if this can be used for cooking? This is a medicinal herb!"
Luo Tianchen's delicate face had darkened, and his small eyes looked at Shu Jingrong with some grievance, obviously confused by the questions.
Shu Jingrong smiled: "I suddenly felt that this fruit looks delicious. I think if it is used in the kitchen, it may have unexpected effects. Alchemists are not only able to make medicines. Those who know more will definitely be better.
Better.”
"Hahahaha, I'm laughing so hard. This guy actually calls himself an alchemist. I guess you're a cook."
The laughter came from a man next to him. He was facing them sideways. The table was not far behind them. It was obvious that he had just listened to their conversation that had lasted for a while.
At this time, the young man was covering his stomach with one hand and slapping the table with the other hand, looking like he couldn't help laughing.
(Something delayed me, I will make up for it tomorrow!)
