Cultivation in the city

The seeds and medicinal materials Duan Xiaolou bought online finally arrived, but the extremely happy mood disappeared the moment he opened the package.

What is this ghost?

What he wants to buy is astragalus. What is this dry bark?

And the Gypsophila seeds, do you think I can't recognize them because they are round dark brown particles?

There are also some medicinal materials that are real, but the processing method is not correct, and the efficacy of the medicine is much worse.

Duan Xiaolou took an inventory of the materials that can be used. Fortunately, not all merchants are black-hearted.

Duan Xiaolou was not prepared to condone those merchants selling fake goods, so he asked his brother about the appeal process, and Duan Xiaolou reported all these merchants.As for the poor efficacy of the medicine, he also described it in the comments.Not to mention, these comments written by Duan Xiaolou are quite convincing. At least Duan Anran, a layman, read it and felt that the products in this store were unreliable.

After doing all this, Duan Xiaolou suddenly felt comfortable all over.

Another set of comics was sold yesterday, so he still has some money in his pocket.

Duan Xiaolou took the money and went to a pharmacy not far from home. The things here are a bit more expensive, but it is more reassuring to see the real things.

Duan Xiaolou was thinking about refining medicine while carrying the packed medicinal materials home.

He is still in a poor and poor stage, neither has enough strength, nor does he have any equipment at hand, so everything can only be done step by step.

Fortunately, although there is no cultivation system in this world, the technology is very advanced. Take medicine refining as an example. Although he does not have the ability to make alchemy furnaces, he can use the gas stove and kitchen utensils in the kitchen to make some commonly used ointments. It will be eye-catching and convenient.

In the afternoon, Duan's mother went out to buy, Duan's father and elder brother went to talk about work, Duan Anran was in school, but Duan Xiaolou was still recovering from his injuries and didn't need to go to school, so he was the only one at home.

This also made it easier for him to refine the plaster. After all, it would be unreliable for a completely uneducated person to enter the kitchen to make medicine.

In fact, Duan Xiaolou's first experiment was indeed not very successful.

The gas stove is easy to open. After a while, Duan Xiaolou understood it. The firepower is also very easy to control. You can directly use the knob to switch to the firepower you need. However, the pot is completely open, unlike the Dan stove used before. , Even with the lid on, it still can't reach the level of tight fit, and the temperature of the flame can't be compared with the past at all.As a result, there are uncertainties in the required temperature, duration, dosage, etc.Duan Xiaolou can only rely on past experience and continue to try to re-determine these key factors.

Fortunately, Duan Xiaolou has a natural sensitivity to these things, coupled with his persistent personality, after seven failed attempts, he finally refined some finished products.

When Mama Duan came back, she smelled a smell of traditional Chinese medicine before entering the door. She opened the door strangely, and immediately saw the second child who was busy.

Duan Xiaolou had already boiled the plaster and was about to bottle it.After searching around at home, he couldn't find a jar of the right size. In desperation, he chose a transparent crisper.

The lower part of the fresh-keeping box is made of glass, and the upper cover is made of plastic, which can be buckled on the glass and looks quite airtight.

Duan's mother looked at this nondescript thing, and once again lamented her son's increasingly strange hobbies since he woke up.

"What kind of medicine is this?" Duan's mother was not angry, she had enough patience with Duan Xiaolou.Although she knows that the other party is no different from a normal person now, she is still used to communicating with the other party in the way of talking to children.

"This is a plaster to speed up wound healing." Duan Xiaolou said as he smeared a little of the black ointment on his bruised wound.

Duan's mother instinctively wanted to stop it, but Duan Xiaolou moved too fast.

"Is there any adverse reaction?" Mother Duan wanted to wipe it but didn't dare to wipe it, so she could only ask nervously with her hands stiff.

Duan Xiaolou looked relaxed, without any discomfort.

"Don't worry, this has no side effects, and you will see the effect tomorrow." Duan Xiaolou is not particularly satisfied with the effect of this medicine, but with the current conditions, he can only make such a finished product.

Mother Duan saw that he did not have any adverse reactions. In addition, the plaster was for external use and applied to a small area, so she was not so worried.

"Where did you learn this?" Duan's mother turned her attention to the source of the plaster. After all, in modern society, there are not many people who know how to make medicine, not to mention that Duan Xiaolou has just recovered for a few days, which is even more strange.

"This is what the master taught me. Mom, in fact, the reason why I was stupid before was because my soul was incomplete. The incomplete soul went to study with the master. Now that the soul has returned, I am no longer stupid." Duan Xiaolou said. It's not nonsense, he really thinks so.When he was in Luoxian Continent, his master said that his soul was not complete. Although he was very talented, he had no chance to be a powerful person. When he came to this world and possessed this body, he never felt any sense of rejection. It can be seen that this body is very likely to be his own.

It's just that Duan Xiaolou can't explain why similar bodies and incomplete souls appear in two completely different spaces.

People who practice Taoism cannot lie at will, otherwise it is easy to get involved in cause and effect, so Duan Xiaolou never lies.However, the reason why he said these things was mainly because after he understood the background of the times, he found that what he had mastered was too different from the knowledge system of this world. In order to prevent the things he made in the future from being too bizarre It was unacceptable, so I thought about vaccinating my family first.

Of course, Mother Duan would not immediately believe Duan Xiaolou's words. If the doctor hadn't confirmed that her son's intelligence had returned to normal, she would definitely think that the child was talking stupid again.

However, Mother Duan would never refute. The way she and her second son got along was just like this.

But Duan Xiaolou has always been a well-behaved and obedient child, so the Duan family never felt that there was anything wrong with pampering him like this.

Duan Xiaolou doesn't care whether Mama Duan believes it or not, anyway, the words have already been said, and she is not afraid to reveal them later.After putting the plaster on, Duan Xiaolou helped Mama Duan in the kitchen, so happy that Mama Duan praised him for being sensible, and the smile on his face never faded.

After dinner, the family of five went to the riverside for a stroll.

The Duan family's new house is naturally not as luxurious as the old house in the past, but the location is very good, close to the river beach, when you have nothing to do, go there for a walk, and the fatigue of the day will be relieved by the gentle river breeze. Dissipate slowly.

But even though it has entered autumn, there are still many mosquitoes by the river, especially Duan Anran, probably because the heat is higher than other people, especially mosquitoes love him, when he returned home, he was bitten on his calf several times Big bags, especially scary to look at.

Duan's mother wanted to find toilet water to spray the youngest, but Duan Xiaolou first took out the fresh-keeping box she kept in the refrigerator, dug up some homemade plaster and applied it on Duan Anran's calf.

"What is this black thing?" Duan Anran subconsciously hid for a while, but thought that this person was his second brother, and reluctantly stood still to allow Duan Xiaolou to move.

The black ointment was really ugly, but it was surprisingly cool when applied to the skin, but it stopped itching in the blink of an eye.

"This stuff is quite useful, where did you buy it? Doesn't it have any side effects?" Duan Anran asked because the plaster was packed in a fresh-keeping box, it looked like something on the street. The "ancestral secret plaster" sold by the traveling doctor.Although he felt that the medicine was quite effective at the moment, he was worried that some prohibited items were added to it when he thought about the unknown origin of the medicine.

Although he was close to Duan Xiaolou, but Duan Xiaolou had given him an unreliable impression over the past ten years. He was really worried that Duan Xiaolou had been fooled into buying this thing.

Seeing that the plaster was useful, Mama Duan immediately explained to Duan Xiaolou: "This is made by Xiaolou himself. I don't know where the child learned this technique, but it's just useful. The things he made by himself, where did they come from?" toxic side effect?"

Duan's mother said this with a touch of pride. The second son has always been the object of care because of intellectual problems. At this time, he suddenly mastered such a craft, which made her more gratified than the always smart and sensible boss.

As for where Duan Xiaolou learned this, Duan's mother automatically edited Duan Xiaolou's previous words, thinking that it was learned by an expert professor when he was mentally impaired, just because of his previous IQ Not enough, I can't use these for my own use. At this time, I will naturally integrate them when I recover.

It has to be said that Duan's mother's brain hole is not ordinary.

Hearing Mama Duan's words, the others looked at Duan Xiaolou in amazement, apparently not expecting him to do this.

"What is this medicine mainly for?" Duan Yiqing asked.

While fastening the lid of the fresh-keeping box, Duan Xiaolou replied: "It mainly treats colds, headaches, dizziness, chest and abdomen discomfort, rheumatic swelling and pain, numb pain, mosquito bites, and bruises.

In addition, it also has different effects on body odor and foot odor, itchy skin, cold and cough, hand and foot cramps, back pain, excessive force, stroke, burns, dermatitis, arthritis, etc. "

Duan Anran: "...This reminds me of Panacea."

Duan Xiaolou recalled the panacea in his mind, nodded, and said, "It's a bit similar, but mine is much easier to use than panacea."

Duan Xiaolou said that he was on his right hand, and motioned everyone to look at the place where he applied the ointment: "Look, I applied it in the afternoon, and the swelling has subsided now."

"Really, it's only been so long. It seems that this ointment is really effective." Duan's mother said excitedly. She was the only one who witnessed Duan Xiaolou's wound recovery before and after applying the medicine, so her words were the most convincing.

Duan's father happily held Duan Xiaolou's hand, observed carefully, put it down after a while, and said happily, "Since this is the case, Xiaolou should be fine tomorrow after applying the medicine today?"

Duan Xiaolou nodded, not understanding the meaning of Duan's father's question.

Duan's father smiled and patted Duan Xiaolou on the shoulder and said, "In this case, go to school tomorrow. After all, the course has fallen behind a lot, and you can make up for it if you go early."

Duan Xiaolou: ...I seem to have done something wrong.

The author has something to say: earlier today, so as not to be too busy later...