Chapter 13: Boiling Blood Potion
Eat and practice the Golden Light Mantra.
Keep eating and keep practicing.
For the entire day, Crown worked hard to improve his proficiency.
With continuous practice, he felt that the feeling of being hollowed out and weak gradually lessened, and finally disappeared.
It’s not the Golden Light Curse’s problem. Something must have happened last night.
Crown ate his rice and came to his own conclusion.
After dinner, he washed up and started to study pharmacy.
In the crucible on the laboratory table, bupleurum, cinnamon twig, kudzu root, scutellaria baicalensis and white peony root are boiling.
This is a recipe for treating fever, which turned out to be a Chinese medicine recipe from the previous life.
This was very unexpected to him, and the power of the proficiency wall was also beyond his imagination.
Perhaps, this golden finger connects the underlying databases of the two worlds! In any case, this is great news for Crown.
He took out a grinding mortar, threw two cicada shells into it, ground it skillfully with a little force, and finally poured the powder into the crucible.
Picking up the glass rod, he stirred it slowly and evenly, pulling it out from time to time to check.
When he pulled out the glass rod again and saw that the liquid on it had a stringy texture, he quickly covered the alcohol lamp with the lid to extinguish it.
As he moved, a feeling of joy rose in my heart.
He thought slightly, and a golden wall appeared before his eyes.
[Herbal Medicine: 6/5000; Level 3] (You have begun to study potions, and the success rate of refining ordinary potions is 100%)
As I advanced in herbal medicine, some knowledge appeared in my mind, as if it had always been there.
Black sage, one of the ingredients of the blood boiling potion, has the effect of stimulating blood circulation.
Blue tulip petals, one of the ingredients of the blood boiling potion, have the effect of raising blood temperature . The blood boiling potion is definitely not for ordinary people to use. Clown grinned. If he finds a good channel, his speed of making money will be improved to a higher level.
The next evening, after he finished reciting the Golden Light Mantra and quickly ate dinner, he walked out the door, still carrying a small backpack, and headed straight for the church.
Of course he didn't go to church to pray, he just wanted to discuss a business deal with the priest.
. . . .
When Crown saw Nick, he saw that the priest had a frown on his face and his lips were tight.
"Praise the Lord of Fire," he said respectfully, and then asked, "Do servants of the gods also have troubles?"
"Praise the Lord of Fire," the priest stood up and responded solemnly.
"The reason I am troubled is because the Lamb of the Lord has been hurt again, and I cannot catch the evil thing in the shadow."
Why is the small town of Zak becoming increasingly unstable? Clown muttered to himself and asked, "What happened again?"
"The blacksmith Smith and his next-door neighbor in the town have left us. The tragic condition of the deceased is exactly the same as the previous evil spirit incidents. The devil is still wandering in the town, hiding in the dirty and dark corners, waiting for an opportunity to spread death."
Nick's voice was filled with anger and annoyance.
The power of the evil spirit was growing stronger and stronger, but he was unable to stop this terrible situation because he could not find where the murderer was hiding.
He is not afraid of head-on confrontation, and his exorcism ability has been strengthened in the past few days.
But if the evil spirit plays hide-and-seek with him, he is at a loss.
The church must send an exorcist priest who is good at tracking to be stationed in Zak Town. At the very least, someone should be sent to help him deal with the dirty evil spirit.
Am I a jinx?
Clown fell into self-doubt. He had been in this world for less than ten days, and including the time when he killed his previous incarnation, four supernatural evil events had already happened around him.
"What brings you here?"
The priest's words brought him back to his senses, and Clown quickly told the purpose of his visit:
"I have now developed some medicines that can be used by humans, and I hope the priest can help promote them."
Medicine in this world is not well developed, but the holy water sold in churches of various religions can really cure diseases, and in most cases the effect is very good. The only drawback is that the holy water is a bit expensive.
This has created a situation where most of the poor people would just bear the pain when they are sick, and only when they can no longer bear it would they go to the church to donate money for holy water.
There are no doctors in this world who can truly cure diseases and save lives. The glory of gods has overshadowed this profession.
Crown's idea is to fill this gap.
"Haha," Nick sneered, "Isn't your potion for animals? Besides, why should I help you? If I help you, won't it mean one less source of income for the church?"
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
He did not refute, but just nodded. After the priest finished speaking, he spoke in a deep voice: "Father, let's be clear. Holy water is expensive, and the amount sold each month is very limited, right? But medicine is different, the price is much cheaper. Ordinary people have headaches, fevers, and diarrhea sometimes. Besides, how can we let the priest work for nothing? Ten percent of the sales will belong to the priest. What do you think?"
Nick leaned back in his chair, squinting his eyes and thinking for a while: "10% is too little, I want 20%. In addition, how can you prove that you really gave me 20% of the sales?"
Two points is two points, and Crown has left room for the other party to bargain.
"Deal," he replied happily, and approached the priest and said:
"I don't plan to sell this potion myself. I can leave it in the church and let the church sell it."
"No," Nick interrupted him, "The church cannot be directly involved. I have a younger brother, Nile, at home. I'm sending him to help with this matter. You can make the potion at home, and he will sell it."
"That's no problem. However, he is only responsible for sales in the Zak Town area."
Nick stared at Crown for a while and said, "You are very confident and ambitious."
"I am a man who aspires to be the sharp sword in the hands of the church. If I cannot earn enough funds quickly, will the priest still be willing to teach me?"
"Then you need to hurry up. Ten days have already passed."
. . . .
After finalizing the details with the priest, Crown returned home happily.
The priest's hometown is Senna City, and it will take some time for his younger brother to arrive.
In the next few days, Clown worked on the Golden Light Mantra during the day and herbology at night. Except for eating, sleeping, and purchasing herbs, he made good use of all his time.
Five days passed.
In the early morning, Crown looked at himself in the mirror. His face was pale, his eyes were sunken, and his lips were tightly pursed.
As his proficiency in the Golden Light Mantra increased, his energy became abundant. How could such a morbid phenomenon occur?! Something unknown must have happened at night.
Can I ask the priest for help?
Clown shook his head. After all, he was a time traveler. Strictly speaking, he was also an evil spirit from another world who occupied the body of a person in this world.
(End of this chapter)