The first batch of golden sore medicine was completed. Bingjia first picked a small cup and gave it to Hu Teng. Hui reported: "General Hu, this golden sore medicine should be fine. The four of us brothers stared at it without blinking. It's just that the quality is
…I really can’t say for sure.”
Hu Teng sniffed it and said: "Send it to Brother Lin and let him check if there is any problem. If there is no problem, put it into use. Remember, even if there is no problem with this furnace of golden sore medicine, you cannot take it lightly. I am not worried.
That person of unknown origin."
"Yes." Bingjia Youyou took the golden sore medicine to Lin Su's camp. The three people were still listening to his explanation. When they heard that someone had refined the golden sore medicine, their eyes focused on him.
"Now that we have the first batch of finished gold sore medicine, I will teach you how to distinguish the quality of the gold sore medicine." Lin Su smiled and took the gold sore medicine from the soldier and said to the three of them.
"First of all, there are many kinds of golden sore medicines in Da Zhou. Excluding those that are secretly kept by families and have not been passed down, there are a total of 237 kinds of golden sore medicines known to the world, but most of them are based on the oldest golden sore medicines.
Both kinds of herbs have the effect of stopping bleeding and healing wounds. Which kind of medicine is this?" Lin Su asked.
Everyone shook their heads in confusion. Lin Su rubbed a small handful, smelled it, and said, "Shangji Golden Sore Medicine."
"Shang Ji's golden sore medicine? Shouldn't the finished product be snow white?" Following Lin Su's practice of refining the gold sore medicine, the three soldiers made great progress. When they heard Shang Ji's golden sore medicine, they could immediately refute it.
"It is true that Shangji's golden sore medicine is supposed to be snow-white, but the alchemist's skills are not good enough. One of the herbs was refined at too high a temperature, causing the medicine to lose 40% or more of its efficacy, so this golden sore medicine is gray."
Lin Su explained.
Everyone nodded, that’s it.
Lin Su handed the golden sore medicine to the standing soldier, "The golden sore medicine is fine, but it's not very effective, so it can barely be used."
The soldier nodded and left the camp. Lin Su continued to say to the three of them: "You are upset because you have listened to too many theories. It is time for you to practice how to refine it. Don't think that it is easy for you to refine the golden sore medicine for me.
It can be so simple, the golden sore medicine just now is an example, even experienced alchemists will make mistakes sometimes."
Lin Su asked the three of them to practice refining the golden sore medicine. It was really too urgent, but Xiqi would not slow down their offensive just because their people had not learned how to refine the golden sore medicine.
All three of them tried more than three times, and without exception, they all failed. Even the most talented person could only successfully condense four kinds of medicinal herbs. He taught a total of twelve kinds of golden sore medicine formulas.
"Fire is very important. Don't expect a pile of firewood to perfectly control the temperature, so you must learn to use Qi to control the temperature. I told you this." Lin Su said, "Alchemy is never simple or quick.
No matter how talented people are, they will find the point of success only through failure. Obviously, you haven't found it yet."
Lin Su taught them step by step, personally demonstrated to them and went through all the key points. He believed that the reason why these people failed to condense the medicinal herbs was due to their martial arts. The martial arts of the Polu Army and even any army were all about killing the enemy, which was very important.
Sharp and lacking in gentleness.
After trying twenty-seven times, someone was finally able to condense all the herbs. Everyone else failed, but he was the only one who succeeded.
When the first dose of the golden sore medicine came out, the other two looked so envious that they almost wanted to eat him alive.
"Brother Lin, what do you think of this golden sore medicine?" The man clenched his hands and looked at Lin Su anxiously.
Lin Su looked at the less than one portion of the golden sore medicine, looked at its color, smelled its medicinal properties, and said: "Yes, this golden sore medicine is 30% more effective than the one refined by the person just now. But don't be too happy, just take it alone.
Refining it couldn't be easier, but controlling a huge alchemy furnace is more than a hundred times more difficult. Just because you refine the first golden sore medicine, it doesn't mean you can use the big alchemy furnace."
"Thank you Brother Lin for your teaching." The soldier didn't feel proud and said with his fists clasped.
Lin Su nodded, "Let's play with the alchemy furnace and get familiar with the heat just now. Only when you can refine a furnace full of golden sore medicine can you be qualified to use the big alchemy furnace. Otherwise, it will only cause unnecessary trouble to the military camp."
losses."
The other two people seemed to be stimulated. They practiced thirty-nine times in just one day. Finally, the second person succeeded in condensing it on the fortieth time and took out the golden sore medicine. However, Lin Su’s comments
It's not that high. "There are too many myogenic herbs, so be careful to control the ratio. This golden sore medicine is barely usable, but the effect is hard to say. It's almost the same as Shangji's golden sore medicine."
On the third day, the soldier guarding the alchemy room hurried over and reported the problem to Hu Teng, "General Hu, there is indeed something wrong with that alchemist. He was quite honest two days ago, but today we found that he took advantage of us when we weren't paying attention.
Secretly put an unknown herb inside."
Hu Teng breathed out, proving that part of what Lin Su said was confirmed, and said: "Let the doctor take a look at what this herb is and what consequences it will cause if mixed into the golden sore medicine... By the way, I will send a copy to Lin Su.
, if there is any abnormality, this general will not tolerate him."
Lin Su checked for a while and then showed it to the three of them. The three of them looked at each other and said: "Brother Lin, this seems to be Bronchus. After taking it, it can cause severe liver and intestinal rupture. But as long as it is applied externally, there is no big problem.
Not to mention there is only one..."
"Don't jump to conclusions yet." Lin Su said: "Normally, the external application of Bromeliads does not have much effect, but if combined with some medicinal herbs, it can be fatal. There is a cloverleaf butterfly in the formula of Shangji's Golden Sore Medicine.
Orchid, when this herb comes into contact with the heartbroken grass, it will cause pus discharge, itching, and abnormal pain in the wound. Even just one plant is enough to affect a whole batch of golden sore medicine."
Bing Jia reported what Lin Su said and said: "According to what Lin Su said, this heartbroken grass has a great influence on the whole batch of golden sore medicine, but the doctor said it is irrelevant..."
Hu Teng said: "It doesn't matter? Where is the pot of golden sore medicine? Get a copy."
Bing Jia didn't know why, but he still took one. He saw Hu Teng pull out his sword and lightly scratched his wrist. Bing Jia was frightened and said hurriedly: "General Tiger, you can't do it. I'd better leave it to the future to try the medicine."
Don’t harm your rich body.”
"Go away." Hu Teng said. He grabbed the golden sore medicine and sprinkled it on the wound. After a while, he felt that the wound was itchy, but it was not the usual muscle growth after taking the medicine.
He grabbed Bing Jia's shoulder with one hand, sat on the chair, and said, "It's itchy, write it down."
Bing Jia did not dare to hesitate.
After a while, Huteng's hand twitched again, and his flat hand suddenly looked like an eagle's claw, "It hurts, write it down."
Bing Jia carefully wiped the gold sore medicine on Hu Teng's wound. Two of the three symptoms Lin Su mentioned have been confirmed. The results are self-evident. There is indeed a problem with this gold sore medicine, and the problem is very big. A small one
The wound made it difficult for a battle-hardened general like Hu Teng to restrain himself.
Hu Teng said harshly: "That alchemist really has evil intentions. Go and take that person to the dungeon. When this battle is over, I will give him a good trial. All the furnaces of gold sore medicine will be destroyed. Send a few people to check.
Is there any heartbreak hidden among all the herbs?"
Bing Jia was about to leave when he heard Hu Teng ask: "How are the three people who were given to Lin Su for training?"
Bing Jia said: "I have been able to refine the golden sore medicine on my own. I just saw that the gold sore medicine they refined is several times better than that of the spy."
Hu Teng smiled and said: "Good guy, you really worked it out for me. I ordered you to go down and lift Lin Su's house arrest. The alchemy room will be handed over to him. The other three people will learn from him and there is no need to send anyone to guard it."