The evil cultivation of immortality, starting from an apprentice in a medicine shop

In March, the spring breeze is pleasant.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

A group of birds with bright feathers were startled in the bushes on the hills. They flew around in the air with a fluttering sound, and their frightened eyes all looked in the direction of the sound.

At the foot of the mountain, houses were lined up in rows, forming about a dozen courtyards, and flags with the word "medicine" on them fluttered in the wind.

People came and went in the courtyard, a prosperous and lively scene.

In the courtyard, a young man raised a stone pestle and "banged" the scorched yellow earth on the chopping board. After the large pieces became small pieces, "bang bang" kept knocking.

The movement of the birds that were startled and scattered just now came from this.

The boy was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a delicate face, a pair of sleepy eyes, a smile and a handsome face. He wore a short brown shirt made of washed and whitish coarse cloth, a cloth belt around his waist, trousers on his lower body, and foot bindings on his shins. He wore a pair of mountaineering boots. His skin color was like mature wheat. He was a child of the Qian people who enjoyed the sun and rain.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Under constant knocking, the soil clods quickly turned into small clods.

Qiu Zhen did not stop, and changed from knocking to grinding, turning the small clods into fine powder.

This thing is called "Fulong Liver".

The name sounds very intimidating, but it is actually the heart of the stove soil, the scorched yellow soil at the bottom of the earth stove where firewood or weeds are burned. Use a knife to scrape off the scorched part and impurities, and you can get this thing.

About a quarter of an hour later, Qiu Zhen smashed a dozen or so "burnt yellow earth blocks" in his hands, crushed them into powder, and filled the pottery jar on the chopping board. Only then did he stop with satisfaction and enter the medicine house next to him.

In the medicine house, there was a scene of bustling activity. A group of apprentices in the medicine shop, dressed similarly to Qiu Zhen, were busy around an iron pot, with smoke rising and firelight shining, as if they had entered midsummer in advance.

Qiu Zhen came to his "work station" with ease.

It was a hot iron pot with boiling water.

He scooped out the hot water in the pot, and when the water vapor evaporated, he poured part of the "Fulong Liver" in the pottery jar into it, heated it in the pot, and stir-fried it. When the soil was slightly hot and some volatile components were driven away, he took a handful of "white peony" from the medicine basket next to the pot and threw it into the hot soil. The iron shovel kept stirring and turning it, and it was done in one go.

Not long after.

The "white peony" in the pot was fried until the surface turned slightly reddish and yellow, and the inherent burnt aroma of white peony spread.

"The heat is just right."

Qiu Zhen showed a satisfied smile.

White peony tastes sour and slightly bitter, and is slightly cold in nature, which hurts the vitality of hair.

Fulonggan is warm in nature, and is formed by the energy of earth and fire. The sour nature of white peony is improved by earth frying, and the ability of the earth to drain wood is obtained, and the medicinal effect is greatly enhanced.

This is the earth frying in the "cooking and roasting" of herbs.

As an apprentice of Qingmu Medicine Shop under the jurisdiction of "Medicine King Valley", Qiu Zhen deals with various herbs all day long, cooking herbs, and practice makes perfect. He works very well.

After a pot of "earth-fried white peony" came out of the oven, he did not rest, and continued to change the soil and add medicine, and cooked white peony and angelica in the same way.

The sun set, the sunset covered the sky, and it was evening before he knew it.

Qiu Zhen couldn't help stretching.

In front of him, five large bamboo baskets were filled with various prepared herbs, classified and filled to the brim.

Today's work was done.

"Brother Zhen, your skill in preparing herbs is getting better and better."

Qiu Zhen stretched his body and stretched his waist. Two apprentices of the medicine shop who were dressed similarly and of similar age came towards him.

One of the apprentices, who was thin and dark, with a pointed face and monkey cheeks, stared at the herbs in the basket in front of him and exclaimed:

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, the quality and temperature of these herbs are better than those in the whole Qingmu Town."

After one person finished speaking, another apprentice with a well-proportioned figure, but an unusually large head, a round face and a simple and honest face immediately responded:

"Who said it wasn't, Brother Zhen's preparation temperature is better than the master chef in the city."

"I'm not a master chef, I'll be laughed at if I tell others!"

Qiu Zhen shook his head.

One of the people was called Shen Liang, nicknamed Shouhou, and the other was called Zhao Dou, nicknamed Datou. The three of them were from the same hometown, and their villages were not far from each other. Three years ago, they entered the medicine shop together as apprentices, so they were naturally close and naturally gathered together, and their relationship was very good.

Both of them were older than Qiu Zhen, Shouhou was half a year older, and Datou was more than a year older.

Perhaps because he had been a human being for two lifetimes, he was more mature than others in all aspects of his behavior after breaking the mystery in the womb. On weekdays, the two of them were quite convinced of him. Or perhaps it was because in the past three years, his level of preparing herbal medicines had made great progress, and he stood out among the apprentices in the medicine shop, and his status was improved very quickly.

After three years of getting along, the two of them began to call him "Brother Zhen" unconsciously.

Speaking of it, there are many things to pay attention to when preparing medicines.

It can be roughly divided into no water and fire, water, fire, and water and fire.

Not water or fire, water is relatively simple, mostly rough work such as picking, splitting, knocking, scraping, cleaning, soaking, etc.;

Fire and water and fire are different, and they pay attention to the temperature, pharmacology, preservation, etc., which is a great knowledge.

Qiu Zhen has been in the medicine shop for three years, and has studied hard and mastered all the techniques of roasting.

The roasting methods of many common herbs are perfect in temperature, and their attainments are extraordinary.

While talking, the busy apprentices in the medicine house also heard the conversation of the three people, and they became interested and joined in.

"Shouhou and Datou are right, Brother Zhen is a real master of roasting. I don't admit defeat to others, but I admit defeat to Brother Zhen."

"I also admit defeat, the medicines prepared by Brother Zhen are first-class, even our manager Kang is polite to Brother Zhen on weekdays."

"Brother Zhen is really capable, so Manager Kang is naturally polite. But we are in trouble. I heard that Manager Kang is in a bad mood recently and has a bad temper. It may be difficult to complete the work."

"Manager Kang went to play dice again? Then you have to be more careful in your work recently."

"Hehe~Everyone, take it easy."

Qiu Zhen didn't respond to the praise and criticism from the crowd. He laughed and left the medicine house with the medicine he prepared, and put it away in the medicine cabinet.

About a quarter of an hour later, he left Qingmu Medicine Shop and hurried to Xiangyang Village, five or six miles away from the outskirts of the city.

Three months ago, he moved out of the apprentice house of Qingmu Medicine Shop and rented a small courtyard in Xiangyang Village.

These days, he rushed back as soon as he finished his work.

"Master of roasting."

On the official road, Qiu Zhen sighed in his heart.

He is indeed quite skilled in the preparation of medicines. He has his own insights on pharmacology and the nature of medicines, and has a thorough understanding of them.

For example, the "earth stir-fry" used to prepare the medicine just now, the master of the medicine shop taught to use the "East Wall Soil" of the sunny wall to prepare it, but he used the "Fulong Liver" that was calcined by a long-term fire, which has fewer impurities, and the earth and fire are more pure, so the medicine prepared by it has better effect.

Such as this, he has his own opinions on preparing various medicines, and he can be called a "master".

But

What's the use!

It can't change his current situation at all.

The apprentice of the medicine shop is still an apprentice, and those who work are still working. If you want to become a manager or a doctor, it's unknown when.

Besides, he is not interested in this.

He yearns for a wider world in his heart.

Legend has it that in the depths of some swamps, there are dragons entrenched, and in the sky above the Jedi, there are giant beasts with a body of several miles across the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and there are human martial arts saints who chop the peaks with swords, and the sword energy spans for several miles.

With Qiu Zhen's current vision, it is impossible to investigate the authenticity of the "miracle legend".

However, he witnessed with his own eyes the powerful martial artist of the medicine shop splitting a giant granite with his palm, causing the broken stones to splash and the pottery jar to break.

He came to Qingmu Town from the countryside to be an apprentice in the medicine shop in order to seek opportunities and step into the wider world.

After three years of hard work, he grew from a child to a teenager, had the ability to make a living, and finally met the opportunity he had dreamed of.

The sunset gradually fell, and the sunset clouds burned.

On the ridge of the field, a figure took brisk steps and rushed towards the village with smoke rising not far away.

A new book is starting