Chinese medicine doctor Xu Yang

This broom can only be made from winter bamboo that is more than two years old, so as to ensure its toughness, and it must be equal in width and size, so that water can be poured evenly.

The last tool is a bamboo sieve. This is the last tool used to filter and control the size of the pills, so be sure to make every hole equally large and equidistant.

Otherwise, the pills you screen out may be big or small, and the difference is very obvious. How can people take them? The amounts will be different.

Therefore, this must be carefully crafted by a very skilled bamboo craftsman, and now, let alone skilled craftsmen, ordinary bamboo craftsmen are very easy to find.

In this medicine room, in addition to the set of instruments held by the old farmer, there are eight sets next to them. They look very new. They were just made by someone.

In addition to teaching these interns the knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, the old farmer also taught them how to make pills. He planned to train excellent pharmacists.

These utensils were made by the leader after many connections and interviews with many people before he found a master with very good skills in Wenxian County.

This bamboo craftsman didn't have any work and was about to change his career. However, the County Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital sent him a big order in time. This order is continuous. In the future, interns will come and he will still have to do it.

This was not the only good thing. Later, the county gave him the title of County Craftsman and made him an E-level talent, which made the old man extremely happy.

The comrades from the County Talent Office also went to tell the old man that he should pass on his craftsmanship. Such good craftsmanship cannot be eliminated. They also asked him to open a studio, and there will be a lot of them.

Then he was fooled by the old man. When the old man was happy, he wanted to call his son who was working outside to inherit the bamboo craftsmanship and promote the intangible cultural heritage. Then he was slapped by his son who was a plumber.

Then... the old man came to Mingxin Branch. This time he came to see a doctor. The doctor diagnosed him with liver stagnation...

Xu Yang took back this memory that he didn't know how to comment on, but saw that the old farmer had already started to operate. The old farmer poured a spoonful of water on the bamboo plaque, grabbed both ends of the bamboo plaque with both hands, and shook it like a fake Tai Chi master. Rotate.

From a martial arts point of view, this kind of shaking and rotating has some Hunyuan charm. It is like holding a large round watermelon in the arms, which has a bit of Xingyi meaning, so this is Hunyuan Tai Chi Xingyi. .

Then, the old farmer mixed the purified water, and then immediately did something unethical. He directly poured a spoonful of medicinal powder into it, and then continued to shake it vigorously.

Neither fast nor slow, very rhythmic.

Xu Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at the measuring cup and gram scale on the table next to him. This step for the old farmer is called mold making. It is the most dangerous step because it is related to the success or failure of pill making.

If there is more water, the particles will become larger. If there is less water, there will still be some powder that cannot be lumped together, half powder and half granular. So the hardest thing to weigh is the ratio between water and powder.

Generally speaking, people who don’t have that much experience need to use instruments. Many novices often turn over when using instruments.

But the old farmer took one look and poured water and powder directly. This experience and vision are not something ordinary people can have.

After the old farmer finished shaking it, some of the medicinal powder stuck to the bottom. Then he took the broom, brushed it and shook it, and the small particles of medicinal powder soaked in water immediately flew up.

As the old farmer brushed and shook, these small particles seemed to be alive, like happy elves leaping on this small bamboo plaque and bouncing through the middle of the broom.

What Xu Yang saw from behind was pleasing to the eye. It is true that the old farmer did a good job.

After a while, the old farmer stopped what he was doing, put down the broom, and shook it. The powder had condensed into gravel and was very even. This was the standard mold removal.

The old farmer slowly exhaled and completed the mold making. The next step is the most time-consuming and tiring part. The old farmer took another breath, shook the bamboo plaque, and shook the gritty medicinal powder aside. Then he picked up a broom, dipped it in water, and brushed it on one side of the bamboo plaque.

Then shake the gritty medicinal powder mold out and add an appropriate amount of dry medicinal powder. Then, the old farmer suddenly increased his movements and began to shake greatly.

If the broom was swept just now, causing the small pills to jump, it was joy. Now the trampoline is full of waves, and it’s so exciting. Everyone jumps very high, and they look like they might jump out at any time. After all, it’s too rough, and the waves are uncomfortable.

In fact, many novices will throw out a lot of pills at this step. It is normal to do half and half. Because this principle relies on centrifugal force, allowing the pills to be coated with medicinal powder and slowly roll into a round shape.

It's just that the craftsmanship is good or bad, and the old farmer's craftsmanship is definitely top-notch. You can tell by looking at his wild swing. How can an ordinary novice dare to be so wild!

Even though he was so wasteful, the old farmer didn't shake out a single pill. This is really a good level.

The veteran farmer followed the process, brushing water, adding powder, shaking, and operated step by step. The pill gradually became larger. Finally, the old farmer visually checked that it was suitable, so he held the bamboo plaque with one hand and the bamboo sieve with the other.

The old farmer calmed down, shook and lifted, and all the pills on the bamboo plaque suddenly flew into the sky. This handful really went up to the sky, and people couldn't help but wonder, is the old farmer going to throw away all the pills?

Before this doubt came to his mind, the old farmer had already picked up the pills through a bamboo sieve. After a very skillful dip, the old farmer steadily caught the flying pills.

Not a single bamboo plaque is left, and not a single bamboo sieve falls.

Completed in one go, it’s really pleasing to the eye.

Xu Yang couldn't help but applaud.

Then the old farmer held the bamboo sieve in both hands and slowly sifted down the pills.

Xu Yang stepped forward and praised: "Teacher Qi's craftsmanship is really superb. If this set is photographed and posted online, it will probably cause a lot of discussion."

The old farmer said expressionlessly: "You don't use the Internet, don't you?"

Xu Yang smiled bitterly and said: "Although I don't surf the Internet, I have been recording for a whole day and my brothers came to bite me."

"What?" The old farmer didn't understand.

Xu Yang didn't know how to explain this year's hot topic to the old farmer, because he hadn't figured it out yet.

Xu Yang simply changed the subject, looked at the water pan pills made by the old farmer, and asked: "Teacher Qi, what kind of pills are these? Is it an order from outside?"

The old farmer took a big jar and put the sifted pills in it. He said, "No."

Xu Yang looked at the old farmer's face and asked, "Who are you giving this medicine to, Teacher Qi..."

After a pause, Xu Yang asked again: "What happened just now...are you okay? Just relax, we will handle this matter."

The old farmer shook his head, held the medicine jar in his hand, and walked out.

Xu Yang shouted hurriedly: "Teacher Qi, where are you going?"

The old farmer had no expression on his face, walked in a hurry, and said stubbornly: "I'll poison him!"

Xu Yang suddenly turned green: "Damn it, what kind of medicine did you make?"