Chapter 88 Elixir Level 3

"Then what are you calling, I thought there was another thief coming!" Wang Yao smiled and patted the dog's head, "Say thank you to the hero?"

Bark, bark, the dog stretched out its paw and pointed at the bloody donated rabbit meat, then looked up at Wang Yao.

"What do you mean?" Wang Yao was taken aback.

"Oh, you don't know how to eat, do you?" Wang Yao suddenly realized, "Eating dog food is a habit, have you forgotten that dogs can eat meat?"

Aw, Sanxian's voice is a little low, and the eyes staring at Wang Yao are a little strange.

"Shit shovel, are you stupid, when have I ever eaten raw meat?!"

In the end, the three delicacies did not eat raw meat, so Wang Yao took them into the house and cooked them for him, then put them in a basin, and he did not forget to call out to the "Hero" on the tree twice, signaling it to come down and eat with him , it seems quite generous.

The goshawk standing on the tree swooped down and landed beside the earth dog, staring at the braised rabbit meat in the pot, hesitated, the earth dog stretched out its claws and pushed the pot in front of the goshawk, telling it to eat first .

"Okay, Sanxian!" Wang Yao sighed upon seeing this.

This guy is getting more and more spirited, if he continues like this, he won't become a spirit, right?

Wang Yao looked at the shiny Sanxian and thought secretly.

As the evening approached, when he went home for dinner, Wang Yao found that his mother seemed to be in a good mood, humming a little tune while cooking.

"Mom, what are you so happy about?"

"Just now, your Uncle Fengshou came over."

"He, what's the matter?"

"Thank you, you gave his wife the medicine, after taking one dose, the diarrhea stopped!" Zhang Xiuying said with a smile.

"That's it? I thought why would I be happy!" Wang Yao said with a smile.

"This is something to be happy about. My son is capable, so I'm happy!" Zhang Xiuying said happily.

Wang Yao was stunned after hearing this, and then felt his nose a little sore.

Yes, parents are so easy to please.

In fact, all parents want their children to be healthy, safe, successful and happy, and that's all. Even if they suffer hardships themselves, they should let their children be lighter, and a little progress, a little achievement, even a word of concern for their children will make them happy.

Poor parents in the world.

"Mom, I'll help you cook." Wang Yao rubbed his nose and said.

"I don't need you, just go into the house to warm up, I'm getting better soon."

This evening, Wang Fenghua seemed to be in a good mood, and drank an extra glass of wine during the meal.

When Wang Yao inadvertently called up the panel to check the completion status of the task on the mountain, he found that the progress had changed again and became (5/10), which means that there were two more people, and these two people should be Wang Fengshou couple.

This is also the approval of the patient or family members among the system prompts.

In the morning, the sun was a little pale.

"Task (Baicao Garden. Three): within thirty days, successfully plant a hundred kinds of herbs, and the number of elixir is no less than seven (including the herbs planted in tasks 1 and 2). Reward "Ling Cao Lu. II", prescription One pair, one pack of herb seeds, one skill point."

"It's finally done!"

After hearing this prompt, Wang Yao said happily.

In fact, it has been a few days since the spiritual herbs were planted, but he has not heard the system's prompt for a long time. After the last observation, he knew that the "soil strength" of this medicine field was not enough. The spirit grass can also grow, but I am afraid that the days will be a few days later, but these days have passed, and there has been no movement. Even if the "spirit grass" seeds are planted in the ground, the ground has not been broken. I poured more ancient spring water, but it seems that the effect is not as good as expected.

Today's belated reminder made him feel a little relieved and realized the problem.

A large mountain in Nuoda can't support the normal growth of these "spiritual grasses", except for the so-called "spiritual energy" problem,

Does it also have something to do with the density of planting?

This should also be studied carefully.

"Ling Cao Lu. Part 2" records the "spirit grass" that Wang Yao has never heard of.

A set of "Spiritual Grass Records" is a combination of top and bottom, and there are a total of 108 kinds of spiritual grasses. Wang Yao has only planted ten kinds of them now, and these "spiritual grasses" are also divided into high and low grades, divided into upper, middle and lower grades. There are thirty-six kinds of each, and most of those planted by Wang Yao are low-grade spiritual herbs.

These descriptions and classifications are only briefly mentioned in "Lingcaolu. Part 1", but in this second book, a table is listed in detail, and the classification and description are made in detail.

Wang Yao flipped through it, and then put it into the storage grid of the system.

On the twenty-third of the twelfth lunar month, Xiaonian, sacrifices to the Kitchen God.

East chef command.

This is the last festival before the Spring Festival, and the village attaches great importance to it.

The Stove Lord, the head of the family, is in charge of food and beverages. Food is the most important thing for the people. Every family and every household must sacrifice.

I look forward to his old man, the heavens say good things, and the world is safe.

On this day, Wang Yao went to the city and brought his old sister back.

Wang Ru was relatively quiet in the car, not wanting to chatter like in the past and look sick.

"What's the matter, sister, are you feeling unwell?"

"Well, I had diarrhea with my colleagues last night when I had dinner," Wang Ru said.

"Have you taken your medicine?"

"I've eaten, but my stomach still feels uncomfortable." Wang Ru said.

"After you get home, I'll give you some side medicine." Wang Yao said, and the gas pedal under his feet was stepped up again.

It didn't take long to get home. Wang Yao took the pulse of the old lady and found that the problem was not serious. It should be that the stomach was spoiled by eating, and the stomach was uncomfortable. It just needs to be recuperated.

"Okay, it looks pretty good!" Sitting down and taking a sip of hot water, Wang Ru seemed to have regained some energy, and started to tremble again. She felt that her younger brother's pulse number just now pretended to be quite similar. It's pretty bluffing, and it should be fine to go out and fool people.

"Who did you learn this from, that old Chinese doctor who doesn't know where?"

"I'm going up the mountain." Wang Yao didn't say much, got up and walked out the door towards the mountain.

On the way, he quickly consulted the knowledge base stored in his mind, searched from those medical theories and drug knowledge, and found the available prescription in a short time, and then planted the medicine in his own medicine field for himself. The medicinal herbs, the two combined, and found a prescription.

Winter nights always come early and go late.

Above Nanshan, the hut was lit up.

The flames rose, the spring water boiled slightly, and the fragrance of medicine filled the air.

Wang Yao is brewing traditional Chinese medicine.

Crackling, there was the sound of firecrackers outside.

Some people have already started to send the Kitchen God to heaven, and invite him back after the new year.

It's done!

Wang Yao watched the changes in the "Baicao Pot", and knew that the medicine was ready, so he took it down, put the boiled medicine into a white porcelain bottle, packed it up, and went down the mountain.