"It's delicious, Doctor Chen. Do you have any more?"

"You can only eat a small bowl a day. Too much is as bad as too little. When you recover, you can eat as much as you want as long as you can afford it!"

Liu Li nodded vigorously, but Liu Jun's heart skipped a beat. What's going on? From what Doctor Chen said, the lotus root powder is not given for free!

"Doctor Chen, I wonder how much this lotus root powder... is for sale?"

Qingshan chuckled, revealing two round dimples on the corners of his mouth: "I won't charge you double the price for lotus root powder, five hundred——!"

Liu Jun breathed a sigh of relief: Five hundred yuan can buy lotus root powder for more than ten days. Although it is more than ten times more expensive than the market price, my brother can finally have something to eat, so this amount of money is nothing.

"--bowl!"

“W-what—!”

Liu Jun almost dropped the stewing pot in his hand. Oh my god, five hundred yuan a bowl? This small bowl is not much bigger than a Kung Fu teacup, and there is not even two taels of lotus root starch in it. Five hundred yuan? Is it selling for gold?

"Why? Mr. Liu thinks it's too expensive?"

If this was an ordinary medical clinic, Liu Jun would have smashed the cup long ago, but he just heard the two "grandfathers" Luo Zhentian and Zhou Dabao ordering dishes with his own ears. He knew with his toes that Doctor Chen was of extraordinary status, so he didn't dare to be presumptuous.

"No, no, it's not expensive, not expensive!"

After saying that, Liu Jun took out another stack of money and placed it respectfully on the table.

Liu Jun's finances are not very clean. He also invested in Liu Li's listed company. In the past few years, he has embezzled money for himself openly and secretly. As long as Liu Li is not dead, Liu Jun's financial resources will not be cut off. The money he spent today is just a drop in the bucket.

"Doctor Chen, I wonder when you plan to make this Ren Zhong Huang? Can you... as soon as possible?"

Qingshan collected the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone from the table, stood up, and said, "Let's do it now. Mr. Liu, please follow me. This Ren Zhong Huang still needs your help!"

Qingshan took the confused Liu Jun to the pharmaceutical room. Luo Zhentian and Zhou Dabao naturally didn't like to stay with Liu Li, so they went back to the third courtyard to watch TV, leaving Yin'er to guard the door.

In the ear room, Ye Qian and Ye Zhi were making "Peiyuan Dan". This was the homework left to them by their master. They had to make Peiyuan Dan with the same color, smell, taste and efficacy as their master to be qualified. The brother and sister worked on it for half a month and still failed to meet the standards.

Qingshan came in with his hands behind his back and was very pleased to see his two apprentices meticulously and seriously completing the tasks he had asked them to do.

"Xiao Qian, Xiao Zhi, how's the Pei Yuan Dan going?"

Ye Qian and Ye Zhi fanned the fire and stirred the medicine, not daring to stop. "Master, I can never get the right temperature for boiling the medicine. It's so difficult!"

"Practice makes perfect. Master, I don't know how many pots of liquid medicine he had to boil before he could make a bottle of finished product. You will naturally get it with more practice. Don't be arrogant or impatient!"

"Master, why don't we use coal fire to boil the medicine?"

Qingshan chuckled, "Of course, but if we don't have coal fire, are you two planning to bring shame to the Ciyi Sect? You can boil medicine over either firewood or coal fire. Once you've mastered the most difficult firewood fire, coal fire will naturally be no problem!"

"Yes, Master!"

Qingshan stood in the ear room and gave his apprentices some instructions until they turned off the fire and collected the medicine. When they raised their noses to smell it, there was still a burnt smell. Needless to say, this pot of medicine was not up to standard again.

Although the Peiyuan Pills were made by the apprentices for practice, and the ingredients were all produced in the space, their medicinal properties were far superior to the traditional Chinese medicines on the market, and they could still be sold at a discount. They were a miracle health-preserving medicine that was in short supply in the clinic.

"Xiao Qian, go get some bamboo tubes and licorice powder and make some Ren Zhong Huang!"

After saying that, Qingshan winked at Ye Qian. Ye Qian understood, agreed, and went to the warehouse to get something.

Ye Qian took five ordinary bamboo tubes, sawed them apart at the joints, blocking one end. Each section was about a foot long, and the outer green skin was scraped off. He then filled the tubes with licorice powder and pounded it until it was about three centimeters from the rim. He then placed shredded bamboo shoots on top, plugged it tightly with a wooden cork, and sealed it with melted rosin.

While Ye Qian was doing these things, Liu Jun watched without blinking, trying to figure out why this medicine took so long to make and what was so magical about it.