Chapter 4 Chapter 4 Using kitchen utensils to make elixirs will only cause the furnace to explode. …
Jiang Yan likes to collect materials on weekdays, either for experiments or to process them and use them to make potions, so he has a lot of potion materials stored in his ring.
The materials for the cold cure potion were not rare, and Jiang Yan quickly found them all. The previous crucible was blown up, but fortunately it was common for magicians to have their pots and laboratories blown up, so there were several spare crucibles.
Jiang Yan asked someone to help bring a small table and placed it in the yard. The table was filled with various herbs, a cutting board and a silver knife, and next to it was a crucible stand.
The reason for brewing the potion in the open yard was mainly due to the power of the explosion.
It's not your home, so be careful not to burn it down.
Jiang Yan set up the crucible and lit it to preheat it.
He carefully recalled the method of brewing the potion that day, and began to process the herbs skillfully and quickly.
Some herbs can be processed in advance, but some cannot, and can only be stored in special boxes with their roots and mud to prevent the loss of medicinal properties.
The making of potions requires precision and rigor. The slightest change in a variable can result in the failure of the potion configuration, or the creation of a new, weird potion variety.
However, unusual potions in history were all born from "accidents" and "failures".
Therefore, in the potion class, there are often students who ruin the potion and still dare to calmly argue: "I am doing a great experiment."
Jiang Yan lifted up his skirt, squatted on the ground and picked vegetable leaves in an ungraceful manner, using a basin of clean water to clear the mud from the roots of the herbs.
Water purification spells and cleansing spells cannot be used, and spells of any attributes cast on herbs will affect the properties of subsequent potions.
The servant watched for a long time and asked cautiously, "My Lord, what are you going to do?"
Jiang Yan asked: "Do you know the word 'magic'?"
The servant looked horrified: "Are you referring to the magic of the demon clan?"
It turns out there are demons here too, and they don’t sound like good people.
Jiang Yan said calmly: "It's not a magic spell from the demon clan, it's a magical spell."
The servant opened his eyes wide and said blankly, "Please forgive me, Immortal Lord. I didn't understand."
Jiang Yan said: "It's just another name for a system, don't worry about it."
The servant nodded as if he understood, but seeing that Jiang Yan was concentrating, he shrank to the side and dared not disturb him.
But the young master had instructed him to take good care of this immortal king. The master seemed to be busy cooking, but he was just sitting there doing nothing, which really made him feel very uncomfortable.
Jiang Yan looked at the boy for a few seconds and asked, "What's your name?"
"My name is Qibao."
"Okay. Qibao, can you help me change the basin of water?"
Qibao immediately breathed a sigh of relief and nodded frantically: "Yes, I'll go right away!"
The turbid water was poured out and several basins of clean water were quickly brought in.
Jiang Yan called Qibao: "Come and help me clean the herbs. I just need an assistant."
"Yes!" Qibao said happily.
Jiang Yan was very patient when facing someone who had never been exposed to potions.
He asked Qibao to learn how to process the simplest herbs, taught him the key points carefully, and watched him do it.
When he saw something he did wrong, he did not scold him, but instead slowed down his voice and told him in a gentle voice how to deal with it.
Qibao was quick to understand and careful enough, and after getting over the initial nervousness, he gradually got the hang of it. Seeing that Jiang Yan seemed easy to talk to, he gradually grew bolder.
"Your Majesty, do you want to cook? There is a small kitchen in the main courtyard. The pot there is bigger and the fire is more powerful."
Jiang Yan guessed that Qibao didn't know what the "magic potion" was, so in order to avoid others mistaking the magic potion for a demon potion and causing trouble, he simply changed his story.
"I'm making an elixir," he said.
Qibao:!!!
The "vegetable cutting knife" was suddenly suspended in the air, about to fall.
Jiang Yan tilted his head to take a look: "It was cutting well, why did you stop?"
Qibao continued cutting with shaking hands.
"You...are you really making medicine, not cooking?"
"Hmm." Jiang Yan responded, poured the squeezed Tianyan flower juice into the crucible, took out the magic wand and stirred it clockwise for three and a half circles.
Qibao watched the immortal put a branch into the pot to stir it. He wanted to say that there were good kitchen utensils in the kitchen, so he opened his mouth and closed it again.
The immortal has his own ingenious plan, so why should he bother to talk too much and annoy others? Besides, the branches used by Jiang Xianjun must not be ordinary branches!
Jiang Yan waited patiently for a while, and the cold potion was quickly prepared, with only the last ingredient missing - bellflower.
At the beginning, I had an idea and remembered that I could add bluebells to increase the efficacy, which would prevent the potion from exploding accidentally.
Jiang Yan personally handled the bluebells, making sure there was no dirt on every strand.
"Stand far away." He warned Qibao, "No matter what happens later, don't panic."
Qibao nodded repeatedly, quickly retreated to the corner, and curiously tiptoed to look inside.
Jiang Yan looked solemn as he threw the bluebells into the crucible.
The flames under the crucible suddenly rose high, and smoke came out of the crucible. Jiang Yan held the magic wand with full vigilance, and waited for more than ten seconds, but nothing happened.
Only a perfect cold potion was quietly sitting in the crucible, waiting for Jiang Yan to put it into the bottle.
Jiang Yan: “…”
The most normal result is also the least desirable result.
Why didn’t it explode?
Which variable is not controlled well?
Jiang Yan extinguished the flame and put the crucible aside to let it cool. Then he took out a new crucible, set it up, and lit the fire again.
Qibao trotted over, looking happy: "My Lord, have you succeeded in refining the elixir?"
Jiang Yan shook his head: "It failed."
Qibao quickly changed his words: "Try again, Immortal Lord, you will succeed!"
Jiang Yan: “Yeah.”
Qibao made the same recipe and the same vegetable cutting three times. Each time, the liquid coming out of the pot was exactly the same color.
Qibao couldn't understand it, but he felt that the potion must be good, otherwise the Immortal King would not have asked him to throw it away, but would have taken out a glass bottle to put it in.
I also gave him a bottle, saying it was very good for treating colds.
But why did the Immortal Lord say “failed”?
After the third time, Jiang Yan stood there motionless, wondering what went wrong and why his potion wouldn't explode.
After thinking for a long time, I finally came up with an idea.
The fourth configuration. Before the last step, Jiang Yan warned again: "Stay away, beware of explosions."
Qibao didn't take it seriously at first, thinking it was just a smoke screen like the previous times. But soon, he realized that Jiang Xianjun never lied.
"boom--!!"
The sound of the explosion resounded throughout the world and was heard from far away.
Jiang Yan was at the center of the explosion, and the thick smoke rising from the crucible instantly swallowed up the immortal's figure.
Qibao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what was happening and shouted in fear, "Someone come! Someone come quickly!!"
A group of people came over after hearing the noise. Steward Jia lifted up the hem of his robe and rushed to the front. He burst open the gate, panting, "What happened?!"
The courtyard was filled with smoke.
Qibao cried out, "The Immortal Lord failed in refining the elixir and was blown up!"
Butler Jia: ! !
Servants: !!
Jiang Yan: “…”
Someone trembled and asked, "Is the Immortal Lord dead?"
Jiang Yan: “…………”
No, he is not dead yet.
Steward Jia was about to scold the person who was talking nonsense and rush into the smoke to rescue Jiang Xianjun.
Suddenly, everyone heard a clear male voice coming from the thick smoke, light and faint, as ethereal as clouds.
"The wind is coming."
A breeze blew away all the smoke. In an instant, the filthy air in the courtyard became fresh, and everyone could finally see the man in white in the middle of the courtyard.
"Jiang Xianjun!" Manager Jia stepped forward and asked worriedly, "Is Xianjun injured anywhere?"
"It's nothing serious, please rest assured." Jiang Yan explained, "I was refining the elixir, I'm sorry for disturbing you all."
"What are you talking about, Immortal Lord! The most important thing is that you are fine. As for refining the elixir..."
Manager Jia looked around and saw only a small black pot that looked like it was burnt. It looked like the pot used in the small kitchen to make chicken soup.
The alchemy furnace was not found.
Maybe the elixir failed and was blown up, the manager thought.
Manager Jia said respectfully, "My Lord, what kind of elixir do you need? We still have a lot of elixir in stock. Even if we don't have it for the time being, we will try our best to find it for you."
Jiang Yan shook his head and said, "No need. You can go away. I still need to continue refining the elixir."
Manager Jia thought that Jiang Yan would take out another alchemy furnace from the Sumeru Ring, but he didn't expect that Jiang Yan actually picked up the black pot from the ground!
Manager Jia: “?”
Jiang Yan patted the dust off the crucible and looked at it carefully: "Fortunately, it's not broken. It can be used again after washing."
Manager Jia: “???”
Manager Jia turned around and yelled, "Qibao, how do you do things? I asked you to take care of the Immortal Lord, but you are so perfunctory!"
Qibao fell to his knees with a plop, his lips trembling, wanting to cry but unable to: "I don't have any!"
He just helped cut vegetables!
Jiang Yan quickly stopped him and said something nice: "Qibao just helped me sort out the herbs and didn't slack off."
Qibao nodded desperately.
Manager Jia said, "But he knew that the Immortal Lord was short of an alchemy furnace, but he didn't inform the mansion so that we could provide the best alchemy furnace. Instead, he went to the small kitchen and got some sundries to satisfy the Immortal Lord!"
Jiang Yan: “…”
Although his crucible was pitch black, it was indeed of high quality and one pot was worth a thousand gold.
As a result, in this world, I have become a piece of trash.
Qibao was still kneeling there, almost crying.
Jiang Yan sighed, pulled Qibao up from the ground, and carefully explained the whole story to Manager Jia.
And he said solemnly: "This is my alchemy furnace."
Manager Jia: “…” He doesn’t understand, but he respects.
"Okay, okay, since the Immortal Lord said so." Manager Jia hesitated and sent the servants who were watching to do their work. He was worried and wanted to stay.
Jiang Yan said, "Let's all go, just leave Qibao to help me."
Manager Jia had no choice but to leave with them. Before leaving, he looked at the crucible a few more times, pulled Qibao aside, and lowered his voice: "You really didn't steal it from the kitchen?"
Qibao swore, "That is the Immortal Lord's own alchemy furnace! He has several, exactly the same!"
Manager Jia was half-believing and half-doubting, and he kept muttering as he walked - "How could there be such a strange thing in this world! The soup pot in the kitchen can also be used to make elixirs!"
Jiang Yan had good hearing and heard the whole thing. He didn't take it seriously and raised his hand to greet Qibao.
"continue."
"Yes." Qibao responded tremblingly.
…
At sunset.
Gu Jingyun led the disciples of the Sword Sect to search for traces of the monster.
He was the leader, but he did not take action. When his fellow apprentices were discussing "how to surround the monster and how to cooperate to kill the monster", he never gave any instructions.
This is the Sword Sect's training for its disciples, and the seniors are there just to prevent casualties.
Gu Jingyun went out today and explored deep into the forest alone. He has confirmed the location and realm of the monster.
He did not disturb the monster, nor did he help his fellow disciples to cheat. He left a tracking talisman on the monster and quietly left.
After leaving the mountain, he listened for a while to the "pre-war meeting" of his juniors.
During this period, he rejected several bribes from his junior brother, and said to him with a smile: "If you try to cheat again, I will throw you into the cliff of remorse for half a year."
The junior fellow knew that he was in the wrong, but he was angry but dared not say anything.
When the sun set, Gu Jingyun happily left his fellow apprentices to fend for themselves, and strolled home with a snack box in his hand.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw thick smoke billowing above the main courtyard.
When Gu Jingyun remembered who lived there, his expression changed and his eyes became sharp.
He frowned and looked at Manager Jia who was waiting beside him, and said in a deep voice, "What happened? Is the Immortal Lord okay?"
Manager Jia hesitated and said, "Okay. That is..."
Gu Jingyun said coldly: "Speak!"
Manager Jia: "The Immortal King insisted on using kitchen utensils to make the elixir, and the furnace has exploded countless times. Young Master, you should go and take a look."
Gu Jingyun: “……???”
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