Problems usually arise at this step, because each herb needs to be processed, either by removing the head or pinching off the tips. For example, one herb, Prunella vulgaris, needs to have its roots removed, leaving only the core.
"Mr. Zhang, do you have any herbs before grinding them into powder?"
"Yes." Old Zhang pointed to a pile of herbs.
Lin Qingqing took a quick look at the herbs and saw the problem.
"Mr. Zhang, let me take a look at the ground medicinal powder."
Lin Shan was in charge of grinding the flour. He brought a copper bowl and placed it in front of Lin Qingqing.
Lin Qingqing leaned over and sniffed: "There's more cyanosis and cypress, and less galangal."
The people in robes behind Mr. Zhang were very surprised. Can they tell the weight just by smelling it?
The researcher in charge of weighing frowned, puzzled. "Lin Qizhi, we use precision instruments to weigh."
Lin Qingqing turned to face the crowd: "The most difficult part of this prescription is mixing the proportions. There's something wrong with the herbs you handled, so the weighing is naturally inaccurate."
As she spoke, she pulled over a chair and sat down in front of the pile of dried herbs.
"I'll process it and show you."
Mr. Zhang was overjoyed and asked, "Do you need our help?"
Lin Qingqing: "Just watch."
Mr. Zhang: “…”
The men in gowns: “…”
Lin Qingqing grabbed a few handfuls of herbs and began to remove the unnecessary parts.
Everyone gathered around Lin Qingqing, watching her expertly pinch the tips and remove the roots, each herb passing quickly through her hands...
A small hill soon piled up in front of Lin Qingqing.
After a moment, she stood up and divided the herbs into two parts.
Lin Qingqing pointed to one of the piles and said, "Put these herbs in the blender and grind them. I'll leave the other pile for your reference."
Everyone looked at the messy herbs and wondered: Isn't this proportional?
Lin Shan obediently picked up one of the herbs and put it into the blender to grind it into powder.
A pile of medicine powder appeared under the blender quickly, and it was light yellow in color.
Everyone: "..." Stunned. Just now, the herbs were piled together in a mess, and Lin Qingqing just grabbed a random amount. Was it the standard amount?
What kind of talent is this?
"Take a close look at this pile of herbs. If you handle them like this, there won't be any mistakes when weighing them." Lin Qingqing knocked on the table.
She picked up the mixed powder and poured the juice of the eleventh herb into the pot: "Stir clockwise ten times, and counterclockwise ten times."
Put the mixed medicine in front of everyone: "Smell this and remember it."
Everyone gathered around and took a sniff, which was a slightly cool scent of Chinese herbal medicine.
Zhang Laodong looked at the herbs processed by Lin Qingqing and then at the pile processed by the research institute, and the difference was obvious.
"I'm here, you guys try making some now." Lin Qingqing sat down again.
Mr. Zhang asked two researchers to be responsible for two herbs each, and Lin Qingqing sat beside them and watched.
She was clearly just an eighteen-year-old girl, but she made these researchers feel cold in their backs, as if they were being watched by an invigilator during an exam.
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