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Chapter 342 Precious Medicine
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It was dusk.

There is a gentle breeze, and the purple mist is coiled.

A blazing bonfire rose in the small courtyard of the Yang family. The red tongue was one or two meters high, and the flame flickered, illuminating the entire courtyard brightly.

Many people had already come to the courtyard. These people, in groups of three or four, were sitting in the courtyard, whispering and whispering. The scene and atmosphere were very lively.

One after another, more than ten people came, all of them were master masons who helped Yang Chen build the house in Yangjia Village.

After these people came, they were a little restrained.

Ma Wencai, Liang Shanbo, and some warriors from the Ma Mansion who participated in the destruction of the Li family all helped arrange the medicinal materials and ingredients. In addition to ordering some sumptuous food and drinks from the restaurant, Yang Chen also planned to cook a few tables of medicinal meals by himself.

The moon was like a hook, high inlaid in the vast and endless night sky, and the silvery white moonlight poured down, like milky white milk, falling on the yard and the roof, and it was bright and clean.

The bright moonlight and the bright red flames illuminated the entire courtyard like daytime.

Everyone, with a smile on their face.

Especially the masons in Yangjia Village and the warriors in Ma Mansion were very nervous and excited. The status of masons and ordinary warriors in the Great Zhou Dynasty was not high.

Since we grew up, no scholars have ever entertained them at home. As for some high-status scholars, they usually don't give them a second glance.

Who would have thought?

Today, there was an opportunity to attend a banquet at the home of Yaoyue talent Yang Chen, which made them very excited and nervous.

One after another, all the people who should come have come.

"Yang Xianggong, you are a scholar, but you are a noble person. We are all vulgar people. How can you cook for us yourself?" Uncle Yang, the elder of the village, has arrived. Wearing an apron, she was busy working in front of a large cauldron, and hurried over to help Yang Chen untie the apron tied around his waist.

In front of the big iron pot, the flames are burning and the heat is boiling.

Yang Chen held the kitchen knife in his hand and waved it lightly, like flowing water, some green vegetables were cut neatly under Yang Chen's kitchen knife.

Plates of green vegetables have been cut.

Next to the plate of green vegetables, there are also many medicine jars, and each jar contains different medicinal materials.

"Uncle Yang, go and sit down. I'll go over and accompany everyone after I finish the work."

"You have already said that we are all a family, and we are equal. There is no such thing as noble or vulgar. You old man doesn't regard me as a family when you say that."

Uncle Yang shook his head, leaned on the ground with his cane, and made a thumping sound.

"These little bastards have done countless good deeds in their previous lives, and in this life they can only eat the meals cooked by talented men invited to the moon."

"You are busy, so I won't bother you."

The elder surnamed Yang, with a bright smile on his face, leaned on a cane, and walked outside step by step.

Seeing the elder surnamed Yang approaching, many people in the Yang Family Village hurriedly stood up and greeted him. Some called him the grandfather, and some called him the uncle. The old man was very senior and respected.

In the courtyard, everyone set up the tables by themselves. On the tables, there were porcelain bowls with shredded pork soup inside. The meat was fragrant and steaming.

"The dishes are here!"

Someone yelled, and saw two waiters from Weicheng Restaurant coming to Yang Chen's small courtyard, pulling the prepared meals in an ox cart.

Someone is busy to help.

Help to bring all the prepared meals to the table. Each table has [-] dishes, with a combination of meat and vegetables.

Plates were placed on the table, including chicken, pork, and fish, and the meat was fragrant.

The meals are set.

Ma Wen took it with him and paid for the meal.

The people at Weicheng Restaurant, after receiving the money, said with a smile, "Young Master Ma, you eat first, we're leaving first, if you need anything, just let us know at the restaurant."

Marvin said, "Well, yes."

After the people in the restaurant left, the tables in the entire small yard were already full of people.

at this time.

In front of the big iron pot, strips of energy came out, but it was Yang Chen who took out the meat of the mandrill that hadn't been eaten completely, and put it in the iron pot.

Ingredients, medicinal materials, and mandrill meat are used to cook a large pot of medicinal food according to the recipe.

In the big iron pot, there is a strong fragrance, and there is also auspicious color transpiration, glow, brilliant light, blooming from the big iron pot, which makes people obsessed.

"What baby is this?"

From this scene, one can tell that what Yang Chen cooks is absolutely not ordinary.

Even the elders in the village have bright eyes.

I have never seen such a scene before, in the iron pot, there is a stream of precious air, and there are thousands of auspicious clouds, and streams of energy float out of the pot, winding and twisting, flying towards the sky.

"In this pot, there are very precious medicinal materials, full of medicinal power, and the flesh and blood of the mandrill that attacked the Maji Printing House. The mandrill is a mountain spirit. Every day, it eats the wind and drinks the dew. Every trace of impurity in it has been removed."

Every inch of its flesh and blood is shining, Ruixia is flowing, brilliant and dazzling.

"However, these things are too powerful. Ordinary people shouldn't take too much, otherwise, their bodies won't be able to bear it, and they won't be able to sleep at night."

"However, martial artists who practice martial arts should eat more according to their own bodies. After eating, if they are refined immediately, they can also absorb the essence of the mandrill's flesh and blood, and improve their cultivation level."

The warrior was very pleasantly surprised.

This kind of flesh and blood is a precious medicine. Under normal circumstances, there is no chance to come into contact with such a precious medicine.

The mandrill is a mountain spirit with strong strength.

Ordinary warriors want to kill mandrills and obtain the flesh and blood of mandrills, and they don't know how many lives they will have to pay.

Even if you have money, you may not be able to buy such a precious medicine.

The fragrance of the medicine filled the air, and brilliant light continuously bloomed in the big iron pot.

The red flames illuminated everyone's faces red, with enthusiasm and joy, sitting there, quietly waiting for Yang Chen's medicinal meal.

"Okay, okay, I'm really sorry to keep everyone waiting for so long!"

A big pot of medicinal food was finally ready. In the big iron pot, the energy was lingering, like a white ribbon, covering the whole big iron pot.

"The medicinal power of this medicinal diet has been prepared by me to be very gentle. Even ordinary people can eat it, but it is full of energy. When everyone scoops it up, they must scoop it according to their own needs. If you scoop too much, the medicinal ingredients contained in the medicinal diet Your energy will rise, you won't be able to sleep at all tonight."

"After eating, it's best to use the exercises to refine the essence, otherwise, only a small part of the essence will be absorbed by the body, and most of it will be wasted."

(End of this chapter)