"Can you make beggar's chicken?"
Louis was skeptical. He had heard Sanning mention beggar's chicken before; it was a rather complicated dish to make, and he had a feeling that Clyde wouldn't be able to do it well.
Clyde looked up at the sky; the vegetation was so lush that it blocked out the sky, and all he could see were the verdant leaves.
He looked away. "I can't guarantee it will be done well, but we can give it a try."
Louis and the others looked at Elliott, who, feeling the attention he was receiving, sighed, stood up, and said, "Grill it."
Let's bake it first and see if it tastes good or not.
So the two of them got busy making beggar's chicken.
Louis and his men were also busy, roaming around the forest, hunting down any large prey they saw, bare-handed. With an average strength of several hundred kilograms per person, most wild animals couldn't handle them.
Therefore, the animals in the previously untouched deep forests suffered.
However, they were not greedy; they only took one of each type of wild animal and didn't want any more. They also discovered several types of first-class and special-class protected animals.
They left on their own without being reminded by the person in charge.
During their hunt, they collected a lot of mushrooms and plants that resembled Chinese medicinal herbs.
The reason they said it looked similar rather than anything else was because they had seen the medicinal herbs that Sang Ning had picked. However, many plants in nature look similar, and they couldn't be sure if they were exactly the same as the ones that Sang Ning had picked.
They would pick any medicinal herbs they saw, regardless of the year, whether it was leaves or roots, or just the fruit. They would dig them up by the roots, damaging and breaking many of them.
After digging, they simply tossed the contents into their baskets. Whether they could be used or not was not their concern; they just wanted to take it back first.
Anyway, only Sang Ning knows how to process medicinal herbs. She can take them or throw them away as weeds and use them as kindling after they've dried.
So, after spending most of the day strolling along the beach and bringing back a whole bunch of seafood, Sang Ning and her friends were greeted with a pile of prey and a pile of weeds, plants, and medicinal herbs that had been ruined beyond recognition.
Picking up a Dendrobium officinale stalk with its stem broken into sections, only connected by a layer of bark, and looking at the bundles of similar Dendrobium officinale, Sang Ning felt a pang of heartache.
There is a little person here.
As if discovering a new continent, Monet picked up a nearly severed he shou wu (Polygonum multiflorum) and exclaimed.
Sang Ning turned her head and looked over, gasped, and felt even more heartbroken.
She wanted to see just how much good stuff these guys had ruined.
As a result of this rummaging, Sang Ning felt utterly hopeless.
She sat beside the sorted medicinal herbs, sighing. Louis and the others began to feel guilty after she picked up the Dendrobium officinale and her expression turned sour.
Although they couldn't figure out why they felt guilty, they were definitely guilty.
How should I put it? It's not a good feeling.
As a result, Sang Ning started sighing and complaining. Goodness, the others suddenly felt as if they had committed a terrible crime, and they felt even more uncomfortable.
"Is there something wrong with these plants?"
Louis asked cautiously, and his audience felt sorry for him, saying they had never seen him so humble.
However, the experience was quite novel.
If possible, it would be even more perfect if they could see him crying with tears streaming down his face.
Louis's audience were devilish; they were both loving and perverse.
Fortunately, they knew their limits and didn't intend to let Louis know, otherwise Louis would have been furious.
Unaware of the private messages from viewers in the live stream, Louis was still looking at Sang Ning, waiting for a reply.
Sang Ning didn't want to answer; it pained her.
I need some quiet time.
However, Louis and the others didn't give her a chance to be quiet. Mu Tao was even more ruthless. She squatted down and picked up the pile of medicinal herbs that Sang Ning had sorted out, saying, "Since these things are useless and make you unhappy, take them out to dry and burn them as firewood."
"stop."
Sang Ning immediately stopped her, "They're all useful, they're all medicinal herbs. I'll process them and make toothpaste and perfume."
Pointing to the large pile of real weeds next to her, she said, "Those can be taken out to dry and used as firewood."
Everyone was speechless.
Everyone looked at the pile of herbs at her feet, then at the pile half a meter away, and exclaimed in disbelief, pointing at the herbs at her feet, "These are actually medicinal herbs?"
"Um."
Sang Ning nodded, pointed to the medicinal herbs and gave them a brief explanation. After finishing, she couldn't help but sigh, "These are all good medicinal herbs, but because of your incorrect harvesting methods, they have been wasted."
Upon hearing this, Louis and the others also began to feel heartache.
The way he looked at these medicinal herbs changed.
"If these medicinal herbs hadn't been wasted, they would have been very effective?"
"very good."
She wouldn't dare to make such a confident statement about other things, but she is an expert in processing medicinal materials and preparing medicines. Good processing techniques can maximize the medicinal properties of the materials and preserve them to the greatest extent.
Many great people can do this, but it's all something from the previous generation.
Because of the decline of traditional Chinese medicine, there are fewer than five people in the country, including herself, who have learned the ancient methods of preparation in her generation.
If she comes into this world without any accidents, then after the older generation passes away, the five of them will be the mainstays of processing medicinal herbs.
After she left, only four people remained.
Thinking of the gradual decline of traditional Chinese medicine in the original world, Sang Ning wanted to sigh again.
Hearing her sigh, Louis and his companions had a brilliant misunderstanding.
"Sorry, we don't know anything about this either. We just thought it might be useful to you, so we brought it back."
Sanning, "···"
Sang Ning stared in astonishment, but when she realized what they meant, she burst out laughing.
"It has nothing to do with you. Although these medicinal herbs have been wasted, they can still be used. The therapeutic effect may be a bit weak, but they can still be used to make ointments and tooth powder."
At this point, she laughed and said, "I have to thank you. If you hadn't brought back these medicinal herbs, our tooth powder and skincare products would still be waiting."
"These can be used to make skincare products?"
Monet and the others were shocked, and the audience wasn't much better off.
Is Sang Ning telling the truth or lying? A bunch of plants can actually be used to make skincare products? It seems so unrealistic to me.
I work in a related industry, so I won't go into details, but I just want to say that what Sang Ning said is correct.
Nowadays, most skincare products on the market use plant-based ingredients, so theoretically, these plants, which are said to be medicinal herbs, can indeed be used in skincare products.
However, it should be quite difficult, since they don't have professional equipment, and the final result is unknown.
However, we can still have some hope, since Sang Ning hasn't disappointed anyone from the beginning until now.
[What the person upstairs said has piqued my interest.]
I'm also interested, and I have a bold idea: I plan to buy the same plants as these herbs and follow the steps when Sang Ning does it manually.
If it works well, I won't need to buy skincare products anymore. Doing it myself is so satisfying and wonderful! I'm such a genius! o(n_n)o haha~】
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