Chapter 87: Rejuvenation Solution Formula
Yu Zhile took a closer look and found that it was an invitation letter.
The platform has developed a processing function, which is currently in the testing phase. Yu Zhile is one of the first anchors invited to test it.
[I’m finally going to taste the host’s cooking! Don’t snatch it from me! ]
[Host, I agree! I agree! I agree!] When asked whether to participate in the internal test, Yu Zhile chose the option [Yes].
"Okay, see you next time." She said goodbye again and ended the live broadcast.
Before I could retract it, the instructions for using the function and the profit rules popped up on the screen.
Yu Zhile quickly scanned the long paragraph of questions and extracted three key points.
First, the host needs to take time to enter the virtual space to demonstrate the cooking process. The platform will record and analyze it, and then imitate it.
Second, the platform does not provide any ingredients, all ingredients are brought by the anchor.
Third, the revenue from goods produced through the processing function will be shared equally between the platform and the anchor, and no shipping fees will be charged.
"Le Le, hurry up, we're waiting for you to eat." Zhang Wenxin said loudly, "I'll clean up the stove later."
“Yes, right away.” Yu Zhile responded.
She looked at the screen, changed her mind, stopped where she was, and opened the mall page.
The product pages flashed past her.
Finally, she found the target product on the fifth page. The parchment with historical traces was priced at 200,000 cloud coins.
At this moment, the balance is exactly 200,000 cloud coins.
Yu Zhile didn't blink at all, and made the purchase and payment smoothly.
The next second, parchment appeared in her palm. She stuffed it into her trouser pocket and walked out of the kitchen quickly.
There is a bowl of noodles in front of everyone, and the surface of the noodles is covered with red oil. The bright red color makes everyone's index finger wrench.
Everyone picked up their chopsticks and chose chicken as their first bite.
The crispy chicken has a strong numbing taste that makes everyone eat it bite by bite.
"My lips seem to be gone." Chen Zhao took a sip of powder and felt numbness around his lips.
His dazed expression made everyone laugh.
The dinner passed with laughter and conversation, and soon it was time for Hu Qulian to give Yu Wanqin acupuncture.
This time, again, only Yu Zhile was allowed to enter the East Room.
Hu Qulian concentrated on giving acupuncture in the candlelight.
After a while, Yu Wanqin's body was covered with silver needles again, but this time there were two fewer needles than the first time.
"According to her current condition, she will wake up after the injection is removed." Hu Qulian told Yu Zhile.
Then she took out an incense stick, lit it and placed it on the windowsill.
For a short while afterwards, a faint fragrance floated in the house until the last wisp of smoke was blown away by the breeze.
Hu Qulian started to give the needles.
As the number of silver needles on Yu Wanqin's body decreased, tiny beads of sweat began to accumulate on her forehead.
The last needle was pulled out. Yu Zhile held his breath and stared at Yu Wanqin's face.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Yu Wanqin's eyeballs moved faster and faster, her eyelashes trembled, and her eyelids slowly opened.
"Le Le?" she murmured softly, raising her hand to touch Yu Zhile's face.
Yu Zhile's hands trembled slightly. He grabbed her hand, put it on his cheek, and responded, "Mom, it's me."
"Your father, your father will never come back." Yu Wanqin was about to cry.
Her thin eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her eyes seemed to be shrouded in thick fog.
"I'm going out now. Stop crying. It's bad for your eyes." Hu Qulian reminded him and turned to leave.
Immediately afterwards, Yu Haiguang rushed into the house with Yu Yue and Yu Chi.
"Wanqin." He quickly stepped forward and helped Yu Wanqin up, letting her lean on his chest.
Yu Yue held Yu Chi in his arms, walked up to her, and called out, "Mom."
"Mom, Xiaobao wants to." Yu Chi sniffed.
Yu Wanqin stared at the scene in front of her in a daze, her lips slightly parted.
The husband who died gloriously returned, the son with paralyzed legs stood up, and the five-year-old son who had not yet spoken spoke.
As she thought about it, she felt dizzy and lost consciousness again.
"Doctor Hu!" Yu Haiguang was in a panic and shouted loudly, "My wife fainted again."
Hu Qulian came in and felt the pulse, then smiled and said, "It's okay, just tired, a good sleep will be fine."
The four members of the Yu family all breathed a sigh of relief, settled Yu Wanqin, and tiptoed out of the east room.
Late at night, the bright moon hangs high in the sky, casting a layer of silver gauze over the plants in the courtyard.
Yu Zhile had a bizarre dream. He suddenly opened his eyes and heard the chirping of insects mixed with dull knocking sounds.
She felt strange and pushed the door open, and saw a figure bending down to pick up something from the ground, placing it on the table in front of him, and pressing it down hard.
Speaking of the countertop, she didn't remember having such a thing there.
"Zhou Yuesheng?" Yu Zhile called out in a low voice.
The man paused, turned around, and his face was exposed to the bright moonlight. It was Zhou Yuesheng.
"What are you doing here?" Yu Zhile walked closer and saw the table in front of him clearly in the moonlight.
The platform was newly built, about 80 centimeters high, and there were two large stone slabs at his feet that were brought in at some unknown time.
"Didn't you say that pork belly tastes better when roasted? I'll build you a pot-lid kiln so you can roast it in the future." Zhou Yuesheng brushed off the yellow clay mortar on his arm.
Yu Zhile opened his mouth but said nothing.
For a moment, the atmosphere fell into silence.
"Can't sleep? Want to go for a walk by the river?"
"I have something to ask you."
The two voices rang out in the darkness at the same time.
Yu Zhile walked towards the swing and replied, "No, come here."
"I know your secret." Zhou Yuesheng sat beside her and spoke first.
Yu Zhile's question got stuck in his throat, so he continued.
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone -" Zhou Yuesheng paused, "At least I won't tell anyone who might harm you."
Afterwards, he told Yu Zhile everything in detail.
Speaking of the enemy spy incident, Yu Zhile snorted.
Zhou Yuesheng chuckled, and was hit hard on the side of his waist by her elbow. He immediately straightened his back and returned to the topic.
Finally, he asked, "It's my fault, can you forgive me?"
"So, everything you do is compensation?" Yu Zhile bent his knuckles and knocked on the crossbar of the swing.
The swings, the ice from the sideline group, and the unfinished pot-lid kiln, are they all that?
Yu Zhile turned his head to look at him, unable to see his expression clearly, and his eyes fell on the outline of his tall nose.
Her question left Zhou Yuesheng silent.
After a while, she asked again: "Or do you want a potion that can cure Xiao Yue's leg?"
"It's not compensation, nor is it for potion." Zhou Yuesheng turned his head.
The two looked at each other for a long time, then looked away tacitly.
Zhou Yuesheng gave a slight push and the swing began to swing, making a squeaking sound.
"Here you go." Yu Zhile stuffed the parchment into his hand.
Zhou Yuesheng subconsciously held her hand, then let go after a few seconds.
"Cough, cough, cough."
A fake cough sounded from the direction of the west room. Yu Haiguang didn't know how long he had been standing there.
He slept restlessly and was about to go to the east room to take a look, but as soon as he went out, he ran into two people sitting on the swing.
Although the moonlight was not strong, it did not prevent him from recognizing the identities of the two people at a glance.
"Give it to Dr. Hu. It will be more useful to her." Zhou Yuesheng stuffed the parchment back into Yu Zhile's hands. "Go to sleep."
Yu Zhile stroked the rough side of the parchment and replied, "Yeah, you too."
They both stood up and went back to their rooms.
Zhou Yuesheng passed by Yu Haiguang and heard him humming, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
It was not until dawn that the chirping of insects in the courtyard gradually disappeared.
Yu Zhile was a light sleeper and woke up as soon as he heard the sound.
In the yard, Hu Qulian and Xiao Hu were washing.
They have a very healthy schedule and have been the first ones to wake up these days.
"Teacher Hu, I'm going to the beach for a run first." Little Hu greeted and walked towards the backyard.
Yu Zhile went into the kitchen to cook porridge, and Hu Qulian followed him in.
"I haven't breathed such fresh air for a long time. Your yard is so beautifully decorated, unlike my yard which is bare." Hu Qulian sighed and couldn't help laughing when she said the last sentence.
Yu Zhile was a little surprised. In her imagination, her home should be full of various Chinese medicinal herbs.
Hu Qulian understood her emotions and said with a smile, "I and Chen Zhao's grandfather can't grow plants. Every time we grow something, it dies. We can't even grow roses."
Roses are very resilient and can even grow on the roadsides in the suburbs of Beijing.
"Once, my husband pulled a weed and brought it home, only to find it wilted the next day," she shared.
Yu Zhile smiled with curved eyebrows.
Hu Qulian held her hand, smiled kindly, and said, "Xiao Zhao is much more cheerful now that she has made good friends like you."
"He's very good." Yu Zhile told her a lot about Chen Zhao's life in Haiyu Village.
Hu Qulian was very happy to hear this and the two chatted for a long time.
During this time, other people woke up one after another.
The porridge in the pot was boiling, making gurgling sounds.
At the same time, Zhang Wenxin and Chen Zhao started to bicker, and from the sound it was clear that Chen Zhao was gradually losing the upper hand. "Just wait, I'll go ask my grandma, and I'll definitely convince you."
"Briefly, briefly, briefly." Zhang Wenxin made a face.
Chen Zhao said loudly: "Grandma, I have something to ask you."
Seeing Hu Qulian about to leave the kitchen, Yu Zhile stopped her and said, "Grandma Hu, I have a recipe for a potion that is very useful for leg and foot injuries."
As she spoke, she handed over a piece of parchment with dozens of medicinal herbs written on it.
Last night, she went to the mall to check and found out that given the environment and technological level on Earth, it was impossible to make a real restorative agent.
Before the formula leaves the factory, the system will adjust it according to the conditions of the buyer's planet, but it still has a certain degree of difficulty.
"Let me see." Hu Qulian took it, his expression becoming more and more serious.
After reading, she looked up at Yu Zhile.
"If the technology is developed, I hope it can be provided to veterans for free." Yu Zhile looked straight into her eyes.
Hu Qulian nodded: "Well, I promise you."
Just after a while, a loud noise suddenly sounded outside the Yu family's courtyard.
Someone saw Yu Wanqin waking up and exclaimed, "Daguang's wife is awake! She's a miracle doctor!"
"Just, in just two days, Yu Yue also stood up!"
"Divine doctor, look at me!"
“Show me first!”
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