All the invigilators had not eaten or slept, just like on Friday, but they said nothing and just continued to accompany the students for the exam patiently.
However, surprisingly, after failing twice in a row, Zhou Wu actually understood the secret of Fengchun Pills. He adopted the same pharmaceutical preparation method as Song Ci and chose to use honey to suppress the resentment of the "strange beast's heart".
Mo Zhangkuang noticed Zhou Wu's actions and was a little surprised. Mo Zhangkuang asked the tribesmen beside him, "What's the story behind this Zhou Wu?"
The person next to him agreed, "He's a village doctor. His ancestors were all Chinese medicine practitioners. Fifty years ago, his father also took the examination for our tribe, but his results were not outstanding."
Mo Zhangkuang found it funny. He said, "Who would have thought that among the top three in this exam, there would be a fifty-year-old guy."
Wu Wu didn't pay attention to the invigilators' conversation; he was observing the pills in the furnace. When he saw the 'strange beast heart' turn blood red after the honey was added, he knew his idea was right.
The following steps will be a natural progression.
Friday threw the fused pill into the alchemy furnace, but this time he didn't add any honey. At two o'clock in the morning, Friday successfully refined his Fengchun Pill.
It was indeed a genuine Fengchun Pill, but its color was grayish, not as dark as the one that Patriarch Mo had taken out earlier, and naturally not as dark as the one made of Song Dynasty porcelain.
The redder the color of the finished Fengchun Pill, the stronger its efficacy. According to legend, the Fengchun Pill that Patriarch Mo presented to the emperor was a blood-red color.
Zhou Wu stared at his Fengchun Pills and frowned in dissatisfaction, but he was also satisfied that he had successfully made the Fengchun Pills.
He is truly the genius of the Zhou family!
Seeing that Friday's pills were finished, Mo Zhangkuang smiled and interrupted Friday's meditation. He said, "Haha, Friday, bring your finished product up for me to see."
Wu Zhou quickly walked forward and handed the finished product to Mo Zhangkuang.
Mo Zhangkuang stared at the pill, sniffed it, and said, "Although the quality is not high-quality and the efficacy is average, this is indeed Fengchun Pill."
"Congratulations! You've come in second place in this exam."
Zhou Wu was delighted. He put his hands down behind his back like a child who refused to accept his age. He asked Mo Zhangkuang, "The old patriarch has already accepted Song Fei as his apprentice. Do you think he should accept another one?"
Mo Zhangkuang stared at Zhou Wu in silence for a while. "You are old, but you have a young mentality. Well, just follow me and learn for a while."
As for taking him as his apprentice, Mo Zhangkuang did not agree.
You are already old, why do you still need a master? It’s time to go home and watch the news to enjoy your retirement.
Being able to study with Mr. Mo Zhangkuang made Wu Zhou very content. "Thank you, old man." After leaving the examination room, Wu Zhou turned on his cell phone, not caring what time it was, and called his wife at home to announce the good news. He then called his son who was working in the imperial capital to announce the good news.
The cafeteria had long since closed, but Wu Chang found the canteen downstairs still open, so he went in and bought a bucket of instant noodles. He returned to the dormitory lobby with the noodles in his hand, only to find the Song Ci sisters still awake. Not only were they awake, they were also eating around a pot of Bobo Chicken.
When Zhou Wu saw the food, his eyes lit up. "Is there any for me?"
Song Ci pointed to the stool beside him and said, "Uncle Zhou, I'm waiting for you."
"You two girls still have a conscience." Zhou Wu immediately dropped his instant noodles and sat down in the empty seat.
He picked a few skewers and put them in his bowl. After taking a bite, he sighed with enjoyment. "Oh, these Sichuan people really know how to enjoy life. How can they make such delicious food?"
Song Ci and Song Fei had eaten Bobo Chicken in Wangdong City before, but it was never as delicious as the one in Shu. Song Fei said, "I knew Uncle Zhou would be out very late, so I asked the uncle in the cafeteria to make it for me."
The chef in the Mo tribe's canteen was a versatile talent; not only could he cook, but his dishes were also incredibly delicious. Song Ci's lips were numb from the pain, and she took a sip of ice beer, which instantly chilled her heart.
Fortunately, Han Zhan was not there. If Han Zhan was there, Song Fei would not even be able to get a sip of ice beer, let alone a skewer.
After finishing her meal, Song Ci wiped the grease off her fingers before asking about Friday's exam results. "Uncle Zhou, how did you do on the exam? Did you manage to make the Fengchun Pill?"
"It worked, but not as good as yours. The color is lighter."
Song Ci was a little surprised, "Successful?"
"Um."
"Awesome, Uncle Zhou!"
Zhou Wu also felt that he was very capable and did not forget to brag about himself, "I told you, I am the genius of the Zhou family. The old patriarch also agreed to let me study with him for a while, and the three of us can get along for a while longer."
After knowing the real purpose of Song Ci and the others coming to the Mo family, Zhou Wu was actually a little worried about them. He wanted to stay and keep a close eye on the two sisters, wanting to help them when they got into trouble.
On the other hand, Zhou Wu himself also wanted to make public the injustice that Nangong Xian suffered in the past, so that everyone would know the true face of the Mo family.
After eating, the three of them said goodbye and returned to their rooms.
The assessment was over and the top three were officially announced. 'Song Fei' took first place. She was also the first foreigner to take first place in the history of the Mo tribe's assessment.
Wu's performance in the first two rounds was average, but in the final assessment, he was one of the only two candidates who successfully made the Fengchun Maru, so he got second place.
Although Mo Fengying failed to successfully produce Fengchun Pills, she performed outstandingly in the first two rounds of assessments and became the third place.
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