Chu Ci paused and looked with his eyes downcast. Finally, he raised his hand, puffed up his cheeks slightly as if he had been bullied, pinched the broken half of the small tripod, and threw it out angrily.
After throwing it out, he seemed to feel a little better, and Chu Ci began to execute the third tripod.
By the time he got to the last cauldron, Chu Ci had almost mastered the temperature.
It’s just that the last medicinal ingredient is thrown in and it blends in bit by bit.
The small tripod kept shaking from side to side.
It looks like he can't bear it anymore.
Then there was a loud bang.
After the smoke and dust settled, Chu Ci looked at the mess on the ground and began to doubt whether he really had a talent for alchemy.
After all, it seems... not very reliable.
Then there was another loud noise in my ears.
Chu Ci blinked and subconsciously glanced at the debris in front of her.
No, she had already finished blasting the whole furnace, where did the noise come from...
Chu Ci's gaze slowly turned towards a place where small wisps of gray smoke were already rising.
Chu Ci: ...
No, you're just cooking, you have a recipe and seasonings, how on earth did you achieve the same effect as her alchemy?
Chu Ci stood up and took two steps forward, intending to go out and see what Bai Xingjian had done to her kitchen.
Then a little golden light appeared under the pile of dust.
Chu Ci paused and used his spiritual power to stir in the dust. Finally, a golden pill with red patterns floated in the air, emitting a faint fragrance.
It seems like...success?
Chu Ci blinked her eyes and searched carefully again. After searching up and down, left and right, she came to only one conclusion: she had indeed only refined one pill.
Then……
Chu Ci looked towards the pile of scrapped small tripods nearby.
He coughed lightly and cast a spell to restore the situation to its original state.
It seemed that there was no other major problem with her alchemy, except that the cauldron was a little wasteful.
Yeah, harmless.
Chu Ci thought so, holding the pill, and ran down, intending to see what the old ancestor had done.
Then, as soon as the kitchen door was opened, a very pungent smell rushed up. Chu Ci took a step back, coughed twice, and raised his hand to disperse the smoke in the kitchen.
I saw the old ancestor standing in his kitchen. He was wearing all white, which looked a little gray at the moment, and his expression did not change much.
The stove in front of the ancestor looked a little miserable.
It was much worse than the small cauldrons she had used to make medicine just now.
Chu Ci: ...
Bai Xingjian didn't seem to expect such a problem to arise suddenly. There was a little dust on his chin. He turned his head to look at Chu Ci, looking a little stunned and a little serious.
Chu Ci's lips twitched, and she raised her hand to press her temple, then began to ask the old man who had blown up her kitchen, "What on earth did you do?"
Everything is ready for you. You just have to cook according to the recipe. At most, you may not get the heat right the first time and the food may get burnt or the seasoning may not be right.
But you can't just blow up the kitchen when you get too excited, right?
"I didn't do anything." Bai Xingjian also looked very confused.
After all, the stir-fried vegetables described in the recipe are simple.
He didn't do anything unnecessary.
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