[ps: Let me talk about the plot about the weasel. The book review area is discussed a lot. The book does not express the protection of the weasel. nor does it express that the Zhang Benrui family should not beat the weasel. But from the perspective of Zhang Beghua, he did not need to pay anything for the Zhang Benrui family who had always been unkind to treat him well. Zhang Benrui fought fiercely with the weasel, but ended up losing the battle. The weasel is very hateful. But what happened to Guan Zhang Beghua? So Zhang Beghua treated Zhang Beghua, must Zhang Beghua repay his grievance with kindness? In the end, Zhang Beghua mediated, which should be considered as the end of righteousness. Why did he kill all the weasels for the Zhang Benrui family, which may eventually lead to hatred of the weasels? If Zhang Benrui had the ability, he could kill all the weasels. The villagers just thought that he was a bit reckless in saying that he was skinning the weasels. Zhang Beghua put his face over. This is more reasonable?]

Liu Zongtai put down his things and was about to leave.

"Let's go after eating. The rice has been cooked." Zhang Youping hurriedly tried to keep it.

"No, no, no. Yesterday it turned out like that, and the house was in chaos. Maybe I would have to buy a cow these days." Liu Zongtai shook his head and left with a bitter look on his face.

"Liu Zongtai is the same. The family's conditions are probably the best in Meiziao. Even if he doesn't farm, his family will not be worse than other families. He almost saved his life for a cow. Why is it so much more hateful that he almost implicated our baby." Liu Qiaoye still complained to Liu Zongtai.

"I didn't expect that this kind of thing would happen. Since there is nothing wrong with the baby, it's over." Zhang Youping seemed generous, but in fact, if Zhang Yaohua really wanted to do something, he would definitely be much more irritable than Liu Qiaoye. He went straight to the Liu family.

Liu Qiaoye smiled and didn't say much. She doesn't know what her man is like?

"Zaizi, don't you want to give it a soup?" Zhang Youping still couldn't believe that Zaizi really understood herbs. Although he was very knowledgeable when collecting herbs in the mountains, Zhang Youping still couldn't believe that he could learn so many things with just one dream.

"Buqi Tang. I have told you many times, but I can't remember it." Zhang Yaohua expressed dissatisfaction with someone's memory.

"Your father used to be the last exam when he was in school." Liu Qiaoye smiled.

"Talking nonsense. I was basically at the average level before." Zhang Youping smiled awkwardly, and the wife revealed her true feelings in front of the baby, which was very embarrassing.

"Dad, you can't even study by yourself, you still want me to get the first place in the exam. I will ignore you from now on." Zhang Jiaohua felt that she had suffered a great loss.

"Dad is for your own good. Dad suffered a loss of uneducated education. He recognized too few words and couldn't find a way outside. It was a disgrace to leave Gezhuping Town. Our village is as big as my father, and we always go to Guangdong to make money. If Dad was educated, he would have gone out with them long ago." Zhang Youping said regretfully.

Zhang Jiaohua stuck out her butt and selected herbal medicine on the ground, put them all into a pot. In the dream, the old Taoist master's medicine cauldron was very high-end, but Zhang Jiaohua couldn't get it. The only thing that could be heated on the fire at home was the pot. Zhang Jiaohua took the big pot used to boil water at home and stuffed it all over the pot. When he put it on the stove, he couldn't lift it anymore.

Zhang Youping hurried over to help, and Zhang Beghua scooped from the water tank and poured it into the pot. It was not until the well water covered the medicinal materials. Then he gave up. The most valuable piece of ginseng in this pot of medicinal materials was directly cut into radishes by Zhang Beghua, cut into pieces and put them into the pot.

Zhang Youping and Liu Qiaoye did not bother Zhang beggar, and let Zhang beggar do whatever he wanted. At most, they would give Zhang beggar helpers.

However, refining medicine is different from boiling medicines. You must control the heat according to the refining status of the medicine. If the heat is not controlled well, the effect is much worse.

The process of making medicines and refining medicines was carried out completely according to the steps taught by the old Taoist Master of Memory. However, the heat was too difficult to control. It was always a little worse than the process seen in my dreams. Fortunately, this was just a medicine refining soup, not a elixir. This Buqi Decoction is just a very low-level mortal medicine. Even if it is a little insufficient, it will not have much impact.

At the beginning, the taste of medicine was no different from ordinary Chinese medicine. Zhang Youping and Liu Qiaoye thought that Zhang Jiaohua only learned ordinary medical skills.

"Hey, will you really let the baby drink herbs later?" Liu Qiaoye asked in Zhang Youping's ear with some concern.

"It should be fine. I think they are just ordinary herbs. At most, I will try it first later. If I drink it, I will let the baby drink it." Zhang Youping thought for a while and said.

"What if something happens?" Liu Qiaoye was still very worried. Men and baby are indispensable people in her life. Naturally, she would not want any of them to have something to do.

"Don't worry. I'll drink some, it won't be a problem." Zhang Youping reluctantly smiled.

Zhang Yaohua didn't notice the whispering of his parents. He focused all his energy on the herbs in the iron pot.

Before I knew it, the water in the iron pot was not boiled much, and the aroma of the herbs began to be a little different.

"Hey, this fragrance!" Zhang Youping sniffed suddenly and looked at the soup in the pot in surprise.

The fire in the stove was already very weakly controlled by Zhang Beghua. However, the medicinal soup in the pot was still rolling, but not much heat came out.

It was the first time that Liu Qiaoye smelled such a fragrant medicine, and she was so shocked that her eyes widened. She was very unbelievable about this scene.

Zhang Yaohua needs to keep reciting spells and add them to the pot, which can make up for the lack of moisture in the pot.

"The sun comes out a little red, Ruyi Taoism is in my hand, I look up at the blue sky, Master is by my side, I ask the left spirit on the left, Right spirit on the right, I ask the own spirit on the left, First, I ask the ancestor to refine medicine, Second, I ask Hua Tuo to refine medicine, Third, I ask the Medicine King to refine medicine, Four kinds of immortal medicines are around me, refine medicine and transform essence."

With each bowl of water, the aroma of the medicinal soup in the pot became stronger. I invited the gods nine times in total, refined the water nine times, and used it for two or three hours. The herbs in the pot actually melted and eventually turned into an amber-shaped liquid. The fragrance was intoxicating.

"Do I have to try this medicine first?" Zhang Youping asked for instructions.

Liu Qiaoye didn't know what to do, so he thought about it and said, "Forget it. It seems that the old Taoist priest in Zaizai Meng must be a very powerful god."

"Well, you are not a god, how can you refine such a elixir?" Zhang Youping nodded.

In fact, the lowest level of mortal medicine in this matter, otherwise, with Zhang Beghua's level, without setting up incense tables or offerings, how could he invite such a powerful immortal master? Zhang Beghua did not realize another problem. In reality, he did not apprenticeship or perform any rituals of Meishan Navy Master, how could he invite God? In fact, this has a very close relationship with the bell in his hand. The former owner of the bell had a trace of soul, but by chance he merged with Zhang Beghua. In this way, the magic of the bell can be displayed.

After nine refinings, the soup was only a tiled bowl of the bottom of the pot. When poured out, golden thin strips could be pulled out, like sugar and can be sweet. Both Zhang Youping and Liu Qiaoye wanted to taste it. But they knew that this medicine soup could restore the baby to its original state and scrape the bottom of the pot cleanly, for fear of losing a little.

"Baby, wait until it's cold before drinking. Don't burn your mouth." Zhang Youping said quickly when he saw Zhang Yaohua was eager to take the bowl of medicinal soup.

"The old Taoist master said that this medicine should be consumed while it is hot. In fact, the medicine soup looks very hot, and it is not hot at all in your mouth." After Zhang Jiaohua said that, he picked up the bowl and took a big sip. The soup medicine was exactly the same as the soup medicine refined by the old Taoist priest in his dream. He couldn't feel the heat when he drank it. After drinking it, he felt a warm and comfortable feeling.
Chapter completed!