That night, Song Jiaqi, who had worked overtime to get the test analysis report, brought the test report back.
Grandpa Song, who had been waiting at home for a long time, couldn't wait to take the report from Song Jiaqi as soon as he saw her come in.
Grandpa Song looked at the analysis of the two batches of Wuhei Pills in the report, and his smile never wavered. "See? Tianbao's Wuhei Pills have better active ingredients than Xiaolu's, and they're also more nutritious."
"I knew that our Tianbao has a talent for medicine." Grandpa Song said with a smile.
"Yes, yes, you're right." Song Jiaqi was no longer surprised by Grandpa Song's boasting about his daughter. "However, the pills made by Tianbao are indeed much better than those made in Chuanbei in terms of both medicinal properties and nutritional value."
"Also, I saw with my own eyes that Bai Ying had grown a lot of hair stubble during the time she took the Wuhei Pills, and some of her withered hair follicles had resumed their growth cycle."
"So, the Wuhei Pills made by our Tianbao really have the effect of promoting hair growth." Lu Chuanbei looked at the report in Grandpa Song's hand and said, "No wonder so many people came to the store today and specifically asked for Wuhei Pills."
"Do many people want the Five Black Pills?" Song Jiaqi looked at Lu Chuanbei with some suspicion.
Lu Chuanbei nodded: "Yes, from this morning until after closing time, people have been calling and adding the store's WeChat to place orders."
"Then you won't take it all, will you?"
"Take it." Lu Chuanbei said without thinking, "I can't just turn away business if it comes to me."
"But they want the pills made by Tiantian." As soon as Song Jiaqi said this, Lu Chuanbei suddenly froze.
Song Jiaqi looked at Lu Chuanbei's expression and said, "You haven't thought about this question before, have you?"
“This, that…”
"Don't bother with that. Just return the money tomorrow morning."
"Okay, I..." Before Lu Chuanbei could finish his words, he was interrupted by Grandpa Song: "Why retreat? No need to retreat."
"Not retreating?" Song Jiaqi looked at Grandpa Song in shock.
Grandpa Song nodded: "Of course not, the order has been placed, there is no reason to return it."
"So what they want are the Five Black Pills made by Tiantian. You've ordered so many, you can't really let Tiantian make them, right?" Song Jiaqi couldn't bear to see such a grown-up child throwing himself at her little medicine pot all day long.
"No need for Tiantian, her father can do it." Grandpa Song looked at Lu Chuanbei calmly.
"Me?" Lu Chuanbei pointed at himself: "I do it?"
"Of course, otherwise, I could really let Tiantian do it." Grandpa Song was reluctant.
"But..." Lu Chuanbei looked at the two test reports in Grandpa Song's hand: "The pills I made are completely inferior to those made by Tiantian."
"Then you learn it." Grandpa Song said as a matter of course.
"Learn?" Lu Chuanbei had a bad feeling: "From, from whom?"
"Sweet."
"I learn from her?"
"Well, the Wuhei Wan you make isn't as good as Tiantian's. If not her, who else can you learn from?" Grandpa Song said, looking outside. "Well, it's getting late now. You should get some rest. Tiantian will teach you how to make Wuhei Wan tomorrow."
"Well, Dad, don't go, I..." Lu Chuanbei felt terrible when he saw Grandpa Song leaving.
Song Jiaqi looked at Lu Chuanbei holding Erkang's hand and couldn't help laughing out loud.
Lu Chuanbei looked at her with a resentful look on his face: "You're still laughing."
"Puff!" Song Jiaqi couldn't help herself. She reached out and patted Lu Chuanbei on the shoulder, encouraging him, "Little Lu, you must study hard with Teacher Tiantian tomorrow."
After saying that, Song Jiaqi happily returned to her room, leaving Lu Chuanbei standing there with a look of doubt on his face...
The next day, Song Tiantian just got up and Song Jiaqi, who couldn't wait to watch the show, told her the good news that she was going to be Lu Chuanbei's teacher.
Song Tiantian opened her big round eyes wide and looked at Song Jiaqi: "I'm a teacher for my dad?"
"Yes." Song Jiaqi nodded, not minding the fun. "From now on, you'll be your father's little teacher. Are you happy?"
"Happy." Song Tiantian responded loudly.
Lu Chuanbei looked at the mother and daughter in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Wife, you are really my good wife."
"That's right." Song Jiaqi picked up Song Tiantian and handed her to Lu Chuanbei, saying, "Come, hold your little teacher and study hard."
"Yeah, I will teach daddy well." Song Tiantian hugged Lu Chuanbei's neck and responded loudly.
Lu Chuanbei looked at his daughter in his arms: "My daughter, do you know what you are going to do? Do you agree?"
"Oh, yeah, what am I supposed to do?" Song Tiantian looked at Lu Chuanbei expectantly. "Dad, Mom said you want to learn from me. What are you supposed to learn?"
"This..." Lu Chuanbei's vision became a little vague.
"Learn how to make Wuhei Wan." Grandpa Song, who had appeared out of nowhere, said directly, "A lot of people ordered Wuhei Wan from the pharmacy yesterday. However, your father doesn't know how to make it, so today I want you to teach him, okay?"
"Okay, I'm the best at making Wuhei Wan." Song Tiantian responded loudly.
In this way, Song Tiantian happily took on the position of Lu Chuanbei's primary school teacher.
It’s hard to say whether Lu Chuanbei is happy or not.
Lu Chuanbei, feeling somewhat complicated, moved from the medicine-making room to Song Tiantian's medicine-making room for the safety of his little teacher. He also took out an induction cooker's spatula and a blender from the kitchen.
After all, it would take a whole day to grind so much medicinal powder manually.
Therefore, for the sake of convenience, modern tools are still necessary.
Song Tiantian watched as Lu Chuanbei held the blender in one hand and put black beans, mulberries and other ingredients into the blender one by one with the other hand, and then ground them into powder steadily.
After all the materials are ready, the Tianbao class begins.
Song Tiantian took a small scale and started by weighing the ingredients, then weighed the medicinal powder for making the new Wuhei Pills.
When Lu Chuanbei saw the ratio of the powder, his brows raised: "Tianbao, did you mix the powder wrong?"
"No." Song Tiantian said, "This is the recipe for the Five Black Pills that I improved."
"Improvement?" Lu Chuanbei's heart skipped a beat, and he had a feeling that he was going to fail.
But when he saw Grandpa Song standing outside the hut, staring at him from time to time, Lu Chuanbei decided to try making one first and see how it went.
Lu Chuanbei followed the prescription ratio improved by Song Tiantian, took three times the amount of medicine powder than Song Tiantian, and began to make the first batch of Five Black Pills.
During the production process, Song Tiantian taught Lu Chuanbei the method of stir-frying the medicinal powder as if she was playing house. Lu Chuanbei smiled and followed his daughter to learn.
You know what, it's quite interesting to see the little girl with a chubby face, holding the small shovel seriously, teaching herself like a little adult.
Just like that, Lu Chuanbei, who suddenly got the cuteness, became addicted to playing with his daughter.
It was not until the Five Black Pills gradually took shape in his hands that Lu Chuanbei suddenly realized that the aroma in the hut was a bit too strong and mellow. Not only that, even the Five Black Pills that he had mixed in his hands were darker in color than the ones he made yesterday.
Not to mention the five-black pills made by Song Tiantian, whose shiny black color is almost comparable to black pearls.
Lu Chuanbei looked at the two different-colored Five Black Pills in front of him and said in surprise, "Strange, how come the Five Black Pills we made are still different?"
System 008 flashed: Of course it’s different. The pills made by our Tianbao are all sorted out by mental power. Even if you only learn some techniques, you can’t even guide the mental power. How can you make the same pills as Tianbao?
Then, System 008 took another look at Song Tiantian, who did not use any hand gestures but was surrounded by mental power, and thought happily: However, even if he learned this method of attracting mental power, he would not be as talented as our Tianbao.
Song Tiantian, not knowing what the system was thinking, saw that the five black pills made by Lu Chuanbei were different from hers. She put on a serious face and said to Lu Chuanbei, "No, Dad, the pills you made are not up to standard. You need to make a new one."
Lu Chuanbei looked at the serious-looking girl and couldn't help but smile: "Okay, then I'll do it again."
"Yeah," Song Tiantian nodded, imitating the way Grandpa Song usually instructed Lu Chuanbei in the pharmacy and said, "Do it again, I'll watch you."
Hearing this, Lu Chuanbei sounded a little familiar:
In this way, under the supervision of teacher Song Tiantian, Lu Chuanbei made another batch of Five Black Pills according to the same process, but the result was still not as good as Song Tiantian's.
"I'm so confused. It's the same stuff, but there are two different effects. Could it be that I used a little more medicine? So the colors are different?" Lu Chuanbei said as he took one and tasted it.
After tasting them, I was surprised by the taste of both five-black pills.
Tiantian’s was obviously more oily and mellow, while his was more mellow but not thick enough.
This made Lu Chuanbei even more confused.
In order to figure it out, he made another portion according to Song Tiantian's dosage.
Unfortunately, the pills didn't have the same effect as those made by Song Tiantian, which made Lu Chuanbei a little strange, but he didn't know where the problem lay.
After repeated experiments, Lu Chuanbei did learn the technique that Song Tiantian taught him, but unfortunately the pills he made still could not reach the quality that Song Tiantian made.
Lu Chuanbei, who had already eaten several Five Black Pills, stared at the Five Black Pills in front of him in a trance: ...
Song Tiantian looked at the dazed Lu Chuanbei and carefully suggested, "Dad, do you want to do it again?"
Lu Chuanbei quickly regained consciousness. He looked at the number of Five Black Pills he had made without realizing it. "Let your dad take some time off first, otherwise all of these will be wasted. Your dad will eat them like candy."
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