The story of the reborn pharmacist

In fact, when Wei Ziqin proposed to open a restaurant, Wei Ziqin thought of something that he wanted to try in his previous life - medicated diet.

Of course, it does not refer to the kind of medicated diet in the mortal world. The medicated diet here refers to a special kind of fusion elixir that is made from Lingzhi as a medicine guide, combined with ordinary ingredients.

Yes, in the world of comprehension, medicinal food also belongs to the category of fusion elixir.

According to the records in the "Pharmacopia" that Wei Ziqin had read, the reason why the original fusion elixir was proposed was entirely because of a theory put forward by a powerful monk thousands of years ago-everything has a spirit.

This kind of statement is actually very strange. After all, according to the common point of view in the cultivation world, all things can be divided into those with aura and those without aura, such as medicinal materials. Those with aura are called panacea. Most of them can only be used by monks. Reiki is common medicinal material, which can be easily used by both mortals and monks.And if it is true according to the "Pharmacopia" that "everything has a spirit", then wouldn't all medicinal materials be called panacea.

Wei Ziqin also thought so at first, until he personally tried the fusion elixir, and even successfully refined the fusion elixir for the first time, finally realized that that person was right.

...Everything has spirits, even medicinal materials that are considered to have no spiritual energy, actually contain very weak spiritual energy, and the fusion of spiritual medicines is to use ordinary spiritual medicines as medicine primers to stimulate the energy contained in ordinary medicinal materials. The faint aura contained in it finally fuses the two together.

In other words, the so-called medicated diet is the same. It also needs to use spiritual plants or elixir as medicine, and then find a way to stimulate the weak aura contained in ordinary ingredients through refining.

The only problem is that the aura contained in the ingredients is really too weak, to be exaggerated, it is not much different from nothing at all.

How weak it is, well, I can't imagine it without actually trying it.

After throwing the boiled white rice porridge aside for the tenth time, Wei Ziqin almost wanted to squat on the ground and sigh.

Failed again.

Is he thinking too simply?

Anyway, Wei Ziqin was also a well-known pharmacist in the cultivation world in his previous life, and the biggest characteristic of a pharmacist is that he is sensitive to aura, especially the aura contained in plants, which is far more sensitive than other monks.

Thanks to the blessing of living a lifetime, Wei Ziqin's sensitivity to aura has even surpassed the heyday of his previous life when he was at the highest level of cultivation. Even when he was refining the beauty cream, he had hardly encountered any difficulties. It was just like eating and drinking water. easy.

Wei Ziqin couldn't understand, is there really such a difference between medicinal materials and ingredients? It is so easy to refine medicinal ingredients, but how can it be so difficult to get ingredients.

Wash a handful of white rice again and put it into the pot, add water, boil it, and finally put a grain of Lingmi carefully in the middle.

Just as he was about to concentrate all his mind and mobilize the spiritual energy in the Lingmi, there was a knock on the door outside the kitchen.

"Aqin..." It was Bai Heng's voice.

Wei Ziqin turned his head, and saw the young man in white tunic lying on the edge of the door, looking at him accusingly.

Wei Ziqin suddenly had a headache, but he was afraid of waking up his sleeping parents, so he could only call the young man in: "What time is it, why don't you go to sleep?"

"Aqin, I'm not here." Seeing that Wei Ziqin was not angry, but instead beckoned him to go in, the young man immediately showed a big smile, walked into the kitchen in two or three steps, leaned over and lay on Wei Ziqin's back.

There was a heavy human-shaped burden on his back in an instant, Wei Ziqin: "..." You can't argue with people who are mentally incompetent.

"Don't make trouble," Wei Ziqin, dragging the burden behind his back, threw a few pieces of firewood into the stove, added some water to the pot, and patted the shoulder of the person behind him reassuringly, "It will be dawn in a while, You go back to sleep first, I'll try two more times, and I'll be right back."

The young man shook his head, dissatisfied with Wei Ziqin's perfunctory: "Together, not here, not to sleep."

"What do you want to say, you can't sleep without me," Wei Ziqin raised his eyebrows, and glanced at him with a half-smile, "Then how did you fall asleep alone at night when you were in the woods?"

"Hmm..." The lie was exposed, Bai Heng looked annoyed, and he didn't want to make up any more excuses, so he just dragged Wei Ziqin to the door without hesitation, "Go, go, go back, go back."

Although the young man looked a bit silly on the outside, he still had a lot of strength. Wei Ziqin was unsteady on his feet, and was dragged away from the side of the pot.

In the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, a faint light suddenly flashed by.

"Wait a minute!" Wei Ziqin was shocked, and without thinking, he pushed the young man behind him away, and threw himself in front of the pot.

Like fireflies being lit, one clump, two clumps, there are more and more shimmers shining in the sea of ​​consciousness, weak, weak, as if they could be extinguished in an instant, but they have a strange resilience... …that is the aura, the aura that exists in ordinary rice.

Became...

Is this already done?Wei Ziqin couldn't believe it, really, after failing so many times, he thought he couldn't succeed tonight.

But feeling the aura is only the first step, Wei Ziqin didn't dare to be careless, took a deep breath, and threw all his attention on the pot, his eyes were fixed on the white porridge rolling in the iron pot, bit by bit, carefully penetrated his true energy into it, and then Merge the captured faint aura together.

"Ah Qin..." The young man who had just been pushed away frowned and stood aside with an unhappy expression.

Since he came to this home, the young man has always been tolerant towards him. No matter how much he makes trouble on weekdays, he almost never really gets angry with him. He has never pushed him away as hard as today.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved, and just when the young man was about to do something else, he suddenly felt a strong fragrance rushing towards his face and rushing straight into his nasal cavity.

No, it is not accurate to say that it is strong, the aroma is actually not strong, it can even be said to be very light, but in this lightness, there are three or four subtle subtle feelings that cannot be explained clearly.

"Xiang, what?"

Instantly forgetting his previous unhappiness and grievance, Bai Heng wanted to ask what was so fragrant, but the next moment he realized that all the fragrance came from the small iron pot in front of Wei Ziqin.

"Okay." Wei Ziqin took the iron pot off the stove with a thick cloth, and carefully inspected the cooked porridge. Although it was not particularly successful because the final heat was not perfectly controlled, it was finally It has made a seventy-eighth appearance. If you try a few more times, I believe it will be completely successful soon.

After working all night, Wei Ziqin stretched his waist, turned around, and saw the young man's fawning expression.

Wei Ziqin raised his eyebrows, changed his mind, took the lid next to it and re-covered the small iron pot tightly, yawned on his face, and made a very sleepy look: "Okay, it's all done, let's go back to sleep Bar."

"Ah..." Seeing that Wei Ziqin was pulling him to go out, the young man's eyes widened.No, no matter how you want to leave, everything is already done, so can't you try it before leaving?

"Didn't you say that I couldn't sleep without me?" Wei Ziqin looked at him with a funny face as if he didn't know what the young man was thinking, "Just right, I'm done with my work now, so I'll go back to accompany you, and you Look, it's getting so late, if you don't sleep, you won't be able to wake up tomorrow."

"No..." A bowl of porridge is nothing more than a waste of time, and there is also time to go to sleep after eating.Bai Heng wanted to say something but couldn't figure it out, so he could only run around in a hurry.

In the end, Wei Ziqin was soft-hearted, afraid that he would continue to tease him, and he would make people cry, so he walked over and opened the lid, filled a bowl of porridge and handed it to the young man: "You can't eat too much at night, only this bowl, after eating it will be really good." I'm going back."

"Yeah." Having got what he wanted, the young man quickly nodded obediently, reached out to take the porridge bowl, and by the way gave Wei Ziqin a smiling face that could almost dazzle people's eyes.

Wei Ziqin was stunned for a while, and after a while, he rubbed his cheeks vigorously, completely forgetting the fleeting palpitations just now.

After tossing all night, Wei Ziqin still got up late the next morning. Before he could open his eyes, he was dragged by the eldest sister to pack the things needed for the greenhouse in a daze.

Afterwards, he was busy all morning, and finally stayed up until noon. When Wei Ziqin was so sleepy that he wanted to bury his head in the rice bowl and take a nap, Liang Hu, who hadn't seen him for a long time, suddenly opened the door and bowed his head to eat. The Wei family members of the family went directly to Wei Ziqin.

"Qinzi, I just heard that you bought a big restaurant in the city, is it true or not?"

bad.

Wei Ziqin choked in his throat with a mouthful of food, and he hardly dared to look up at his shocked family members.

... Then what, can I kill this little friend who didn't keep his mouth shut?