return from cultivation

Chapter 181 The First Step of Alchemy

Regardless of whether it's the black pot or the medicine stove, Yan Xue's mother and daughter don't care too much.As long as Suhang is still there, they will feel at ease.

The three of them sat at the dining table, laughed and talked and ate happily.

Somewhere in Huan'an City, Chen Xi and his friends were surrounding an old man, and said excitedly, "How about it, did you pick up a big leak! I bought it for only 70, and at least I can make a profit Several times!"

The old man was wearing an ordinary cloth shirt and looked unattractive. He held a magnifying glass in one hand and a silver bowl in the other hand, observing carefully.The excitement of the few people around did not affect his thinking. After looking at it for a while, he put down the silver bowl, shook his head, and said, "What's wrong with it, I think it's time to go to grandma's house."

"Loss?" Several people were stunned: "You mean, this silver bowl is fake?"

"It's not too fake. I guess it has a bit of history. It may be an imitation of the early Republic of China." The old man replied.

"How is that possible!" Someone yelled in disbelief: "This patina, the characters on it, and the dragon pattern on the bottom of the bowl! This must be a silver bowl from the Song Dynasty!"

"If you don't believe me, ask someone else to look at it." The old man said with an unhappy face. Huang Chengfu has been appraising antiques for 30 years and has never failed.

Chen Xi is a sensible person. Seeing that the old man was upset, he quickly smoothed things over and said, "Old Huang, they are also in a hurry, so they said the wrong thing. Don't mind. But the silver bowl is fake? How did you tell?"

Seeing Chen Xi's face, Huang Chengfu snorted, and then said: "There were indeed silver bowls in the Song Dynasty, and any dragon patterns were used exclusively by the emperor. But since they were used by the emperor, there are not so many of them left in the world. Now it is passed down Outside, even if there are high prices at the auction, there are many fakes. You must know that the Song Dynasty has been almost a thousand years away from us. After such a long time, the silver bowl has been completely oxidized. The real silver bowl of the Song Dynasty should be black and shiny , with purple in the black. But your silver bowl is black and dull, and there are some silver in some places, which makes it awkward to look at."

"One more thing..." Huang Chengfu shook the silver bowl in his hand, and said: "The silver in the Song Dynasty can be purified by more than 90.00%. But this silver bowl feels a little light, and I'm afraid the purity is very low. If you don't believe it, You can find a place to test it, as long as the purity is not high, then it is correct."

Chen Xi suddenly realized, and took the silver bowl from the old man.The few people gathered around and looked over and over, their faces full of depression.How could it be fake...

Huang Chengfu's explanation is reasonable and well-founded.Whether it is true or not, you can know the purity by testing it.This reminded Chen Xi of Suhang. Before the few people bought it, Suhang said that the item was not worth 70 yuan.Later, he said, it is best to find a more professional person to look at it.It was because of his words that Chen Xi brought these people to Huang Chengfu.

In the early years, Huang Chengfu worked as the chief appraiser in the provincial capital auction house. In the past 30 years, no fake goods can escape his discernment.Chen Xi and Huang Chengfu's son have a good relationship. With this relationship, the old man who has washed his hands in the gold basin can be asked to help distinguish the true from the false.

Now that he got the news, he was very disappointed.Originally, I thought it would be gratifying for a few friends to come to Huan'an with great difficulty, and it would be a gratifying thing to be able to buy real antiques. Unexpectedly, I bought fakes.

Huang Chengfu can tell the authenticity of the silver bowl, relying on experience, so what about Suzhou and Hangzhou?When Chen Xi asked at that time, Suhang couldn't tell the reason at all, and only confirmed that it was definitely not from the Song Dynasty.This made Chen Xi puzzled and curious. Could it be that the master jade carver really has deep insights into antiques?

It is not difficult to identify the purity of silver. After leaving Huang Chengfu's house, Chen Xi immediately took a few people to find a friend who opened a gold shop.After all, it's worth 70 yuan. If you don't figure it out sooner, I'm afraid it will be difficult for several people to sleep well at night.

The friend went to the gold shop with them. After testing, the silver content of this silver bowl was about 50.00%, which is quite low.There is no doubt that this is a real fake. If you sell it for a thousand yuan, you can laugh secretly.

Thinking of myself and the others proudly showing off to the clerk, they were so angry that they would vomit blood, and they couldn't help complaining to Chen Xi: "Why is your antique shop in Huan'an like this, selling fakes and charging us 70!"

Chen Xi's face darkened, and he said: "Where are the antique shops like this? They make it look like yours are all genuine. Besides, before buying it, Master Su reminded you that this thing is not worth 70 yuan. Who is it?" Do you not understand and stop talking?"

Those few people knew that they had made a slip of the tongue, but they were really depressed. 70 is in vain, who can be happy?One person asked: "Then what should I do, or I will settle the score with him?"

"Are you stupid in doing business?" Someone said: "Antiques are always sold without refund. Even if it is a fake, you can't win. This is the rule. Sigh, if I knew it, I would have listened to that Master Su, or I am too greedy, and I deserve to be tricked by others."

The so-called dumb eating Coptis chinensis, can't tell the pain, probably just a few of them.Chen Xi's face softened a little, and he said, "Okay, isn't it worth hundreds of thousands, and it's not much money for one person, so let's take it as a lesson. Let's go and take you to drink!"

At this moment in the villa, Suhang had already taken out all the medicines.

Half a blood jelly grass, a strange qi and blood plant, and two cold attribute plants.In addition, there are some scattered auxiliary drugs.Some precious, some ordinary.

While soaking the auxiliary medicine in the water, Suhang moved the medicine stove to the warehouse in the backyard of the villa.The ground there is masonry, which is not easy to burn out.After 10 minutes, the medicinal materials were soaked, and Suhang put the auxiliary medicine into another medicine pot to boil.At the same time, he lit the firewood under the medicine stove and added to the fire bit by bit.It didn't stop until the fire grew stronger.

Picking up one of the cold-attribute plants, Suhang held his breath, opened the furnace door, and threw the thing in.If those Chinese medicine practitioners see it, they will be amazed.Boiling medicine in a medicine stove, even putting the whole plant in it, isn't it ruined by roasting?

However, Su Hang was not worried, when he dropped the plant, he immediately picked up the seal.A trace of spiritual energy entered the furnace body along the fingers, and Su Hang's fingers kept changing, making a series of spiritual formulas.With his special eyes, he could see streams of spiritual energy entering the furnace through cultivation methods, and hovering around the cold-attributed plants.

While protecting the plant, these spiritual formulas are also constantly wearing down its outer skin.Gradually, the plants began to slowly wither, and drops of liquid exuding a cold aura were refined out.As soon as these water droplets appeared, the temperature of the entire warehouse dropped, and even the flame at the bottom of the furnace seemed to be suppressed, swaying, making people wonder if it would have to be extinguished immediately.

Seeing this scene, Su Hang secretly sighed, although he found the medicine stove, the level of the fire was too low.Ordinary Fanhuo will naturally be suppressed when encountering this low-level elixir.But his current state is too low to use the real fire in his body, and he can't find other spiritual fire to replace it, so he can only practice it reluctantly.In this way, I am afraid that even if the blood spirit pill is refined, the quality will not be very good.

Sitting in front of the medicine stove, Suhang speeded up the absorption of the spiritual energy around him, and from time to time he used a formula to continue refining the essence of the elixir.The medicinal material was floating in the center of the furnace body, spinning slowly, as if by magic.It's a pity that only Suhang can see this miraculous scene.

Until dawn, Suhang suddenly stood up.His face is full of exhaustion. Although he has been absorbing spiritual energy all night, it is indeed difficult to make alchemy at the current level.If he hadn't gotten used to squeezing himself dry in desperation, he would definitely not be able to persist.At this moment, the cold plant in the furnace has completely disappeared, replaced by a crystal liquid the size of a longan.

The surface of the entire furnace was frosted by the liquid, and even if a fire was raised underneath, the frost could not be melted away.Suhang's hands were changing like phantoms, and the spirit formulas were poured into the liquid, continuously condensing it into smaller pieces.Until it was only the size of soybeans, Suhang patted the last magic formula into the stove, temporarily sealing up the liquid.

His current cultivation is only enough to refine a plant, and his spirit is secondary, the focus is on aura.If you don't give yourself a buffer time to recover during the day, then the amount of aura is not enough, which may cause accidents in the alchemy process.At that time, if the furnace is blown up, Suhang will be crying without tears.The four kinds of medicinal materials he used, no matter which one, are rare in the world.At least in this world, it is hard to find.

In this case, you must be cautious and cautious to ensure that nothing goes wrong.It would take at least four days to refine the blood elixir.

Standing up from the ground, I felt that the acupuncture points in my body were almost completely empty.Suhang smiled wryly, it was still too weak.In the peak period, low-level pills like blood spirit pills can be refined with a single burst of spiritual energy, so it doesn't take so much effort.

Shaking his head, Suhang knew that haste makes waste, so he still had to maintain a good attitude.

He left the warehouse and locked the door.Yan Xue has already made breakfast, and is waiting for him to eat.Seeing that Su Hang did not come out of the bedroom, but came from the backyard, Yan Xue looked curiously at the warehouse.

But Suhang didn't say anything, and she didn't want to ask more.Men have men's affairs, and smart women always choose to be as silent as possible.

Early in the morning, Guan and An were waiting at the door.Behind him, Yu Hanlin looked at a nearby tree with some doubts.He clearly remembered that Su Hang drew the first pattern on this tree yesterday, why did the ink marks disappear when he came here today?The trunk is bare and cleaner than washed.

Could it be that the kid wiped it off? If it doesn't work out by then, it will be presumed that it was destroyed by someone.Thinking of this, Yu Hanlin hurriedly shouted at Guan and An: "Mr. Guan, the ink on this tree is gone!"

Guan Hean came over to take a look, and was also stunned for a while.At this time, Ashin drove away with Yan Xue's mother and daughter, followed by Suhang who came out, looking this way.

(End of this chapter)