The men and women in the village had already smelled the fragrance and gathered around.
Seeing Zhang Dagang only giving each of them a small bite, they all stared eagerly at the half pot of snake soup left in the pot.
"This snake is too tonic. Drinking too much will make your body unable to bear it." Zhang Dagang explained.
Zhang Tiezhu, who followed, added fuel to the fire and told what happened after he drank half a bowl of soup.
Seeing that they really couldn't drink too much snake soup, everyone reluctantly thanked Zhang Dagang and left.
Zhang Dagang was woken up early the next morning.
Looking at Wang Xiuhua with wet hair, as if she had just taken a shower, Zhang Dagang sat up from the bed in confusion.
"Dagang, what on earth is that snake meat? When I woke up today, my body was all black. After taking a shower, you can see that my skin has become tender."
Wang Xiuhua bent down strangely to let Zhang Dagang look at her face.
The skin that was already tender is now so clean that not even a single pore can be seen.
Moreover, in the past two days, Wang Xiuhua's face, which had been tanned by the sun while busy decorating the store, turned a shade whiter.
Yu Xinger and the old man also woke up, and Li Jinggao was even more curious.
As an old Chinese medicine practitioner, I know exactly what is wrong with my body.
Unexpectedly, all the little problems that bothered me in the past would disappear as soon as I woke up.
"That snake may have eaten too many herbs. If we drink the soup made from its meat, it will naturally be good for the body." Zhang Dagang said haha as he got up.
He really didn't dare to tell others that the big python had become a spirit, so he just pointed at his old man's jealous mouth, which would probably make the whole village panic.
Zhang Dagang ate his breakfast in a hurry and took out the things wrapped in tinfoil from the already cool sand.
Zhang Dagang opened it layer by layer, only to see that the white snake bones and the herbs scooped into juice had melted into a paste about the size of a dumpling wrapper.
Zhang Dagang reached out and pulled out the loose stuff from the tin foil paper, and balled it into a black ball the size of a glutinous rice ball in the palm of his hand.
Zhang Dagang took out another piece of tin foil and wrapped the ball, heated the sand and buried it again.
The fire burned fiercely, and Zhang Dagang squatted beside the pot and kept stirring the sand.
The small tinfoil balls kept flipping in the pot with the sand.
This was the first time that Zhang Dagang used the most primitive method to refine elixirs.
According to "Theology of Traditional Chinese Medicine", the elixir refined using this method is extremely effective, and the medicinal properties of the herbal medicine will not be easily lost.
Li Jinggao squatted aside curiously and looked at Zhang Dagang's hands that kept turning, with a strange look on his face.
"Master, you seem to be refining elixirs?"
Hearing Li Jinggao's words, Zhang Dagang raised his eyebrows: "You actually know this?"
In modern times, TCM alchemy is regarded as a crooked practice. Decades ago, Western medicine resisted TCM, resulting in many ancient TCM books being burned, and even more alchemy techniques were burned.
If we talk about acupuncture, it is not surprising that these people know Zhang Dagang, but Li Jinggao actually knows such a primitive alchemy method.
"Master, I will tell you the truth. I have collected an alchemy manual in ten years, but I have not been able to refine one yet."
Li Jingcheng smiled bitterly and said: "It did ruin a lot of my good medicinal materials."
Zhang Dagang looked at the helpless Li Jinggao and became interested in the simple manual in his hand.
"That book is still in my study. If Master is curious, I will bring it to Master to take a look at it another day." Li Jinggao was extremely discerning and spoke.
When he has reached the level of his master, money is no longer an external thing to him. Li Jinggao has the opportunity to be filial to his master, so he is naturally not willing to miss it.
The two of them chatted without saying a word, and time passed quickly.
Zhang Dagang kept stir-frying for thirty minutes, and the sand in the pot had reached an extremely hot level.
Zhang Dagang was about to take out the tinfoil balls, but without any warning, the whole pot cracked and the sand scattered on the ground, extinguishing the fire.
Zhang Dagang used a shovel to dig out the tinfoil balls buried in the sand, and now a strange aroma wafted through the entire small yard.
Everyone gathered around with curious faces and looked at the black ball that Zhang Dagang had placed on the table.
The tinfoil ball had turned black and seemed to break if touched lightly. Its temperature was so high that Zhang Dagang did not dare to reach out and touch it.
It had been cold for about half an hour. Zhang Dagang looked at the time on his phone, which was already seven o'clock, and unhurriedly opened the tinfoil ball that was full of black ash.
In the tinfoil ball, a round brown elixir was lying inside, exuding a strange medicinal fragrance.
"this……"
Li Jinggao looked at the elixir that was actually made by Zhang Dagang. He was dumbfounded for a moment and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
He spent hundreds of thousands to buy an alchemy furnace in order to make alchemy, but in the end he failed to produce even a decent elixir even though the furnace exploded.
What kind of monster physique does my master have? He can actually produce the elixir mentioned in ancient books with just a broken pot and a pile of sand.
The most important thing is, smelling the fragrance of elixirs floating in the air, Li Jinggao Rao is
Even though I have never seen a real elixir, I can be sure that the one in front of me has been successful.
Zhang Dagang looked at the elixir lying quietly in his palm and sighed with some disappointment.
"It's such a pity that there are no elixir patterns." After Zhang Dagang finished speaking, he found a small porcelain vase from his house and put the elixir into the porcelain vase.
Now that it's time to go to work, this elixir can only be studied after get off work.
Zhang Dagang and several others warned him not to drink too much of the remaining snake soup in the pot. He scooped up a small bottle of snake soup and used the blast technique to rush towards the city hospital.
When he arrived at the intern's office, except for Gao Xingxing, the other interns were staring at him with jealous expressions on their faces.
"I didn't expect that Dr. Zhang is so capable that on the second day of work, family members of patients would come to deliver banners."
An intern with buck teeth already disliked Zhang Dagang who walked through the back door, but now his dislike for Zhang Dagang rose to another level.
Not only because he was a relative of the dean but he had no ability, but he also relied on the dean's lobbying to get the patient's family to send him a special banner.
"I see, Zhang Dagang will soon be promoted to director of the hospital, and he might even be able to take over as the dean in the future."
Another man with a pockmarked face held up the glasses frame hanging on the bridge of his nose, showing even more disdain.
The other interns did not speak but looked at Zhang Dagang with displeasure on their faces.
This incident went viral in the hospital. In order to promote Zhang Dagang, the director even hinted, subtly or implicitly, to the patient's family members to send banners to Zhang Dagang.
Ignoring the convulsing people, Zhang Dagang was surprised that Ma Chuan did not say anything for the first time this time, and just buried his head in writing something.
If something goes wrong, there must be a monster, and I'm afraid Ma Chuan will not be the first to escape in this matter.
