Legendary Pharmacist

"The medicine garden is my home, and my home is the medicine garden." After sending the master down the mountain, Zheng Qiu muttered in his mouth, and walked along the mountain road to his own medicine garden, "Master loves to say these two sentences, and he can't sleep in the garden at night." .”

When he came to the medicine garden, Zheng Qiu went to see the waterwheel as usual, and then went to check the herbs in the garden. When he checked the corner of the garden, the scene in front of him made him a little anxious. The grass planted that day is now sickly, the leaves no longer stand up straight, and all droop to the ground. He stretched out his fingers and picked the leaves, which were limp, like rags.

What can I do, it can't be an insect infestation. He turned over the blades of grass, and there were no signs of being bitten by insects. He squatted down and carefully scraped away the soil without being bitten. Zheng Qiu is confused, if there is no insect infestation, then the method of planting is wrong.

But he doesn't know the grass, where can he find the right way to plant it.

No, you can't plant it here again, take it back at night, maybe the master will come back today, let him have a look.

Thinking of this, Zheng Qiu immediately found a flowerpot from the house, used a hoe to draw a circle around the edge of the grass, and then put the grass into the flowerpot together with the soil. As soon as the grass was installed, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a person walking outside the garden.

Hey, who is it? Could it be that they are looking for the master to plant things again?

Zheng Qiu patted the dirt on his hands and went forward to meet him. The person who came was the elder brother who succeeded in alchemy in the alchemy room yesterday, and his surname seemed to be Mo. Today he didn't wear the alchemy robe of the alchemy room, but the most common brocade gown.

"Mr. Mo, good morning! What's the matter?" Zheng Qiu asked while bowing.

"Mm." This Brother Mo responded casually, but his attention was not on Zheng Qiu.

Brother Mo walked towards the medicine garden with his hands behind his back, and slowly circled around the medicine garden. Zheng Qiu scratched his head, what does Brother Mo mean by this, could it be that he came for a walk? Zheng Qiu didn't understand the purpose of his senior brother's visit, so he could only carefully follow behind.

"You take care of this medicine garden now?" Brother Mo suddenly asked without thinking.

Zheng Qiu was stunned for a moment, it was obvious, but he still politely replied: "Brother Mo, I am taking care of this medicine garden now."

Brother Mo just nodded, then stepped into the garden and looked down at the herbs planted on the ground. This made Zheng Qiu even more confused, what's going on, could it be that the medicine sent yesterday was not right, and the elder brother came to check it himself today?

"Brother Mo, did you take the wrong medicine yesterday? If it's wrong, tell me, and I'll find the reason right away."

"Call me Mo Junrong." Brother Mo did not answer Zheng Qiu's words, but directly reported his name.

Zheng Qiu didn't understand what Senior Brother meant, so he could only continue to ask: "Senior Brother Mo, is the medicine..."

"Um?"

"Oh, oh, Mo, Brother Mo Junrong, is the medicine broken?"

But the elder brother still didn't answer Zheng Qiu's question, he looked down at the various herbs for a while, straightened up and walked out of the garden.

"Senior brother Mo Junrong? Senior brother Mo Junrong?" Zheng Qiu chased after him and asked a few words, but the senior didn't even look back, and disappeared after turning a few turns.

"Why is Brother Mo here?" Zheng Qiu's head swelled as he thought about it, "Brother, come and go around, give your name and run away. I really don't understand."

Unable to figure it out, Zheng Qiu simply didn't want to, so Zheng Qiu went back to continue tinkering with the herbs in the garden.

The master did not go back to the pharmacy that night. Zheng Qiu ran to the kitchen, threw the grass pot on the stove, picked some cold rice from the pot and ate it with pickles. Make it up, the master will be back soon, he comforted himself in a low voice, and got into bed early.

The next morning, Zheng Qiu went to the kitchen to look for food again, only to find that the master had returned. The master is sitting on a stool, holding a flower pot and playing with the grass leaves.

"Good apprentice, the master is back, did you not eat last night? Come on, the master made you noodles this morning."

"Master is so kind. Master, you worked hard to come back at night."

"It's okay, A Niu sent me up this morning. Good apprentice, where did this thing come from?"

Hissing, hissing, Zheng Qiu replied while sucking the noodles: "Master,

I picked this grass from the waterwheel in the medicine garden. At that time, the grass actually got stuck on such a big waterwheel, and it took me a lot of effort to pull it out. "As he spoke, he opened his hands and kept making gestures.

"The waterwheel is stuck? This grass?" The master expressed disbelief.

Zheng Qiu spread his hands helplessly: "Master, it's true. At that time, the grass was like beef tendon, and it couldn't be torn. Later, I planted it in the soil, and it was like this in two days."

"So that's how it is." The master leaned closer to the blade of grass and smelled it. "This grass does have a medicinal smell, but the master has never seen it before. In this case, put the grass here first. Master, I will ask the elders of the book pavilion to see if I can borrow it." Look up the classics."

"It turns out that you don't know Master, so can this grass still live?"

"Good apprentice, don't worry, the master will definitely bring it back to life, and I will let you raise it when the time comes."

"okay!"

After lunch in the hut next to the medicine garden at noon, Zheng Qiu planned to take a nap to pass the time, but unexpectedly Brother Mo came again.

Brother Mo was wearing yesterday's long suit, but this time he brought an extra bamboo basket.

"Master Mo, brother Mo Junrong, who is this?" Seeing his brother throwing the bamboo basket in front of him, Zheng Qiu stretched his head to look inside, the bamboo basket was empty.

"Zheng Qiu, our elixir has already discussed that we don't need to throw away the leftover medicinal materials in the future. We will use them to refine low-quality elixir."

"Huh? Then do I still have to screen?"

"Of course it needs to be screened, and the remaining materials can be sent to Danjuwai."

"Danju? Oh, I see, then I'll send the leftover materials from last time first."

"Okay." Brother Mo left in a hurry after explaining. He left in the same hurry as the first time. Zheng Qiu didn't have a chance to ask more questions.

Danju, as the name suggests, is the residence of senior brothers and sisters who practice alchemy. Danju was built behind Danfang, on the downward slope.

It is said that alchemy consumes a lot of physical strength and wears away the spirit, so the alchemy house is built so close so that you can rest at any time.

After packing up the leftovers, Zheng Qiu went to Danju with the bamboo basket in his arms. But when he walked outside Danju, he found that the door was closed and there was no one collecting the leftovers.

Walking to the door, he lifted the big brass ring on the door and knocked, but there was no response from inside. Strange, where did everyone go? Did you come too early? Zheng Qiu had no choice but to sit under the tree with the basket in his arms and wait.

After a while, a senior sister came from the direction of Danfang on the hillside. Zheng Qiu hurried to meet her when she saw it. "Senior Sister, Senior Sister, I have brought the rest of the medicinal materials!"

"Remaining materials?" Senior Sister glanced into the bamboo basket, "What are you doing with the remaining materials?"

"Isn't the alchemy room going to use leftover materials to make alchemy?"

"What's the matter, why are you so stupid, Danfang never wants these things." The senior sister waved her sleeves impatiently, pushed open the door and went in, leaving Zheng Qiu outside.

"No? Didn't Senior Brother Mo say you want the alchemy room? That's weird." Zheng Qiu tilted his head, rolled his eyes and thought for a long time, but he couldn't come up with a result after all.

He turned his head and ran to the alchemy room, but there was no one in the alchemy room, it was empty. "Forget it, let's go back first, and then ask Brother Mo."

Back in the medicine garden, Zheng Qiu put down the bamboo basket and rubbed his legs. Just as he sat on the stool to rest, Brother Mo appeared.

"Brother Mo Junrong, I have just been to the alchemy house." Zheng Qiu hurriedly pulled the bamboo basket to show the elder brother, "but there is a senior sister who said that the alchemy room never asks for extra materials, and I can't find you, so I have to came back."

"I'm here for that."

"Brother knows?"

"Some people don't agree with the idea of ​​using leftover materials to make alchemy, and think it's a waste of time. Maybe the senior sister you met is the one who doesn't agree with this idea."

"Then what should we do?"

Brother Mo showed a slight smile on his face: "It's okay, you put away the leftovers, and I'll come and pick them up every seven days."

Zheng Qiu shook his head again and again: "How can that be done? How can I let senior brother Mo, oh, senior brother Mo Junrong come and pick it up by himself..."

Brother Mo interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "It's okay, this is a matter of the alchemy room, you don't have to get involved. That's the matter. I'll take the rest of the materials first, and I'll come back after seven days." After finishing speaking, Master Mo Brother picked up the bamboo basket, turned around and left in a hurry.

"There are still differences in refining alchemy, it's really troublesome." Zheng Qiu scratched his head, feeling that there are so many people in the alchemy room.