Chapter 25 Pharmaceuticals

Hearing that Yun Sheng wanted to make his own medicine, almost all the villagers did not believe it except the village chief grandfather.

These days, Yun Sheng's reputation in the village has improved a lot due to the fact that Yun Sheng has become a boy for collecting herbs, and the competition between her and Ding Lei earlier.

But she is still only a six-year-old child, even if she is talented in medicinal herbs, it does not mean that she can make medicine.

Not to mention, just smelling the smell of the hemostatic can make medicine.

If you want to make medicine, even if it is only a primary medicine such as hemostatic agent, it must be a pharmacist or a special magic pharmacist to be able to successfully develop it.

In Wuji Continent, medicines are divided into herbal medicines and overcooked medicines, herbal medicines generally refer to all unprocessed herbal medicines, and overcooked medicines refer to ancient medicines and magic medicines.

Herbs such as hemostatic flower and moonshine grass are the most basic herbs and need to be refined before they can be made into magic or ancient medicines.

According to the regulations on the Promise Continent, only pharmacists who have been recognized by the Law Temple or the Medicine Emperor Pavilion can have the pharmaceutical qualification.

Yun Sheng was just a basic herb collector, not even a basic decocting and testing herbalist, so it was no wonder that the villagers were suspicious.

Despite Yun Sheng's repeated assurances that she would definitely be able to make a hemostatic agent, the villagers did not believe her words, only the village chief grandfather remained silent, sitting on the ox cart, not saying a word.

Time flies, and until sunset, the villagers still haven't sold a single hemostatic flower, and everyone's expressions are very solemn.

Hemostatic flowers are the biggest source of income for Jiaoye Village. If they can't be sold, it means that the village's source of income is cut off.

Looking at the carloads of hemostatic flowers, the villagers refused to return to the village.

This is their hard work over the past few months, and no one wants to watch them go to waste. The children and the elderly at home are all waiting for them to go back.

Everyone's heart was heavy. The village chief grandfather sat at the back of the car without saying a word, smoking a hookah.

"Village chief, why don't we sell the hemostasis flower at a low price, five copper coins for five copper coins, at least we can keep the money, the family is about to run out of rice to cook," a red-eyed villager endured kept complaining.

Looking at Yun Sheng, she was anxious for a while. She decided that even if other villagers wanted to sell the hemostatic flowers at a low price, she would keep her own batch of first-class hemostatic flowers.

She still has money from being a herbalist, so she can survive for a while.

Hemostatic agent, she must succeed in medicine.

The shisha in the village chief grandpa's hand was red and dark. He suddenly took a sip of the shisha and spit out the last puff of smoke, "Pull it back! Pull it all back, go back and stop the hemostatic agent. No one is allowed to put the hemostatic flower. It’s sold at a low price, you know, it’s not selling for money, it’s selling the face of the whole village of Jiaoye Village. If Huoyan Village wants to rectify us, we will fight back. The people of Jiaoye Village are never easy to bully.”

It has been a long time since the village chief's grandfather fought like this. He deserves to be a magician who has stayed in the army. Even if he is now living in a small mountain village, he has encountered this shame today, and his whole body's blood has been activated again.

The words of the village chief, like a few thunders, exploded in the ears of every villager, and also awakened the villagers who were planning to compromise.

Although they still didn't believe Yun Sheng's words, they believed the village chief's words.

The village chief said that Yun Sheng would do it, and that was it.

The villagers held back their bad breath and drove the ox cart back to Jiaoye Village.

That night, all the villagers in Jiaoye Village did not sleep well, and no one knew that Jiaoye Village, which could no longer sell hemostatic flowers, had a bright future.

Early the next morning, Yun Sheng came to the Dharma Temple in Jiaoye Village and told Yang Da Magi exactly what happened the day before.

To make medicine, it is obviously not enough to just use the simple medicine pounding tools Yun Sheng has at hand.

The Temple of Law is the place with the most kinds of herbal medicines, the most suitable pharmaceutical tools and sanitary conditions in the village.

The grandfather of the village chief also greeted the Great Magician Yang in advance. When Yun Sheng said that he wanted to make a hemostatic agent, the Great Magician Yang was not very interested. He was a magician. Even if he wanted to refine it, he used magic Medicine is the main thing, and in his eyes, ancient medicines are just inferior medicines for headaches and brain heat.

As for the village affairs in the village, Yang Da Magi will not interfere, and the Fa Temple never interferes in politics or affairs between countries and regions.

On the premise that Yun Sheng would not delay the affairs of the Dharma Temple, Yang Da Magi agreed that Yun Sheng could borrow from the pharmacy for two hours at night, but the herbs she used had to be deducted from her monthly salary.

Yun Sheng had no objection to this. That night, after finishing the housework at home, Yun Sheng walked into the pharmacy wearing the medicine boy's clothes.

As night fell, the bright pine oil lamps of the Dharma Temple illuminated the pharmacy.

Yun Sheng selected more than a dozen fresh hemostatic flowers.

Recalling the smell of the hemostatic agent she had smelled in the herb shop yesterday, she opened the drawers of the pharmacy separately.

"The raw materials are hemostatic flowers, and there are also red cockroaches, Shouwu flowers, and Zhushi. It seems that something is missing." Yun Sheng quickly found out the smell of different herbs in the hemostatic agent based on memory.

Yun Sheng, who was born into a family of Shennong, grew up in a pot of herbal medicine since she was a child. Her tongue and nose were only a little worse than the eyes of Shennong's pupils.

Any herbal medicine she smelled, even if she didn't recognize the name of the medicine, the next time she smelled it, she could clearly distinguish it.

However, after grinding the corresponding herbs, she found that there seemed to be something missing in the medicine.

But she couldn't remember what it was.

The wick of the pine oil lamp was full of suction, and two hours passed quickly.

Yun Sheng still didn't find the last medicine.

The time agreed with the Great Magician Yang had come, Yun Sheng had to turn off the oil lamp and walked out of the Dharma Temple.

When he walked out of the Dharma Temple, a small black shadow appeared in front of him, and Yun Sheng didn't even frown.

Xiao Hei took a stride and rushed to Yun Sheng.

Although he had become a part of the Yun family, Xiao Hei seemed to be a little afraid of Yun Canghai. When Yun Sheng was away, he would spend most of his time strolling outside. When Yun Sheng was almost back, he would pick her up at the entrance of the Fa Temple. .

One dog and one person, two hazy shadows, large and small, were walking among the fields of Jiaoye Village.

There was a burst of insects screaming in his ears, Xiaohei Sahuan was running aside, and suddenly, a field mouse jumped out from the field ridge, and Xiaohei pounced on it without saying a word.

This pounce caused the night dew on the ridge to splash Yun Sheng's full ankle, and the fresh and moist smell of the dew hit the nostrils.

Yun Sheng was shocked by the cold dew and remembered something.

She finally knew what was missing from her hemostatic agent.