Chapter 43 Remote Valley Pill

Song Shuhang took Pharmacist around the Daji neighborhood and looked at a dozen apartments for rent. Unfortunately, none of them could meet Pharmacist's discernment. Shuhang didn't know what kind of house Pharmacist wanted. ()

‘If it really doesn’t work, just go to other neighborhoods and try again. ’ Shuhang thought so.

At this time, the pharmacist finally found a house that satisfied him.

It was a brand new house, a three-room five-story suite, with walls, front and back yards. The decoration is exquisite, and you can see at a glance how much effort the owner put into this room.

What a nice house!

But this house doesn’t look like it’s for rent at all!

"This is the house, let's rent it!" The pharmacist laughed.

"Wait a minute, senior, this room is not for rent, this is someone's private space." Song Shuhang shouted.

But the pharmacist didn't listen to his explanation at all. He laughed, dragged Song Shuhang to the house, stretched out his hand and rang the doorbell.

"Coming!" A rough voice sounded.

Soon, the door opened, and a middle-aged man with a shaved head and a slightly stout figure appeared and looked at Song Shuhang and the pharmacist.

After staring at the pharmacist's afro for a while, he asked doubtfully. "express delivery?"

"No, we want to rent a house." The pharmacist opened the door and walked into the mountain, getting straight to the point.

The middle-aged man froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched. However, he replied politely: "I'm sorry, my house is occupied by my family. And our family doesn't like living with strangers, so we have no plans to rent it out."

"Don't like living with strangers? That's great!" The pharmacist said happily: "Me too, I don't like living with strangers under the same roof. So, why don't you move out and move the whole building together?" How about renting the building to me? You can ask for whatever rent you want, I will never bargain!"

I always feel that the pharmacist’s words are quite unflattering. Song Shuhang covered his face - asked the original owner of the house to move out, and then rented the house to himself? Wouldn’t the original owner of the house have to sleep on the street? How is it possible to rent a house with this arrogant way of asking for rent?

Sure enough, the middle-aged owner of the house had blue veins popping out on his forehead, and he said with a bad look on his face: "I'm sorry, I don't lack the little money, so the house is not for rent. Please look elsewhere. Goodbye."

Being able to hold back at this time shows that the uncle of the house is a well-educated gentleman.

If it were Shuhang, he felt that he couldn't bear it at all, at least he would have to call him crazy!

"Hey, think about it! Money really isn't a problem!" The pharmacist still didn't want to give up.

Song Shuhang could already imagine the scene where the owner of the house was angry and driving people away. He quickly picked up the pharmacist and tried to drag the senior away by force.

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Unexpectedly, Medicine Master and Song Shuhang finally moved into this three-room, five-story house.

"Oh my, it turns out that this kind of **-style house is most suitable. The size is just right. The spacious house can be used as an alchemy room after the walls are removed." The pharmacist visited each floor of the house and looked at it. Nod with satisfaction.

"But, originally we just needed to rent a room." Song Shuhang complained.

Everything in this world has a value. The reason why you can't buy some things is often not because the thing is not for sale, but just because the price you paid is not enough.

The same is true for the three-room five-story suite in front of me.

Even if the owner spent a lot of effort to build a house specifically for himself and his family to live in. But after the pharmacist dropped an irresistible amount of money... the middle-aged man's face suddenly turned cloudy and clear like a Peking Opera face.

Then, the uncle happily handed over the house and land use certificate, all the keys to the door and the room, and made an appointment with the pharmacist to go through the house transfer procedures.

Then, the uncle's family moved out of the house within two hours. This efficiency is amazing!

Yes, bought it.

The pharmacist simply bought the entire house.

Hao, that is willfulness!

"Don't worry about these details. The most important thing is that with a suitable alchemy room, we can start refining the body quenching liquid." The pharmacist laughed. He took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a pill and threw it to Song Shuhang. .

Song Shuhang took the elixir with a puzzled look on his face.

"This is a secluded grain pill, something that can be used as food. It is one of the daily essential pills for monks. As your cultivation becomes more advanced in the future, you will often stay in seclusion for several months or even several years. It's possible for ten years. And monks also need to eat, so this Xiugu Pill comes in handy. Hold it in your mouth, and the medicinal effect will continue to melt away. This one is the lowest quality one, but it's not good for you To put it bluntly, this single grain pill can cover your food intake for a month." The pharmacist explained with a smile.

"Thank you, senior." Song Shuhang felt warm in his heart. The pharmacist actually remembered that he hadn't had lunch. The seemingly rough-and-tumble pharmacist was surprisingly considerate.

Pharmacist: "Don't be polite to me. Hold it for a while. When you are full, we will refine the body tempering liquid."

Song Shuhang took the Xiuguwan in his mouth, and his mouth immediately felt fragrant. At the same time, the hunger in my belly disappeared, and after a while, I felt like I was about to burp.

"Take it out when you feel full, so as not to hold it back. In addition, the Gugu Pills can be used repeatedly before they evaporate completely. Keep them away, maybe they can be used in the future." The pharmacist added that the shelf life of the things he made was Counting it over a hundred years, there is no need to worry about deterioration.

Upon hearing this, Shuhang took out the Xiuguwan from his mouth and put it back in place. Fortunately, he didn't swallow it. He was just thinking, could this Xiuguwan be like the one on TV? After swallowing it, he wouldn't need to eat or drink for a month?

Now it seems that if he swallows it, he will probably be strangled to death.

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Induction cooker, no problem.

Hot pot pot, ok.

Forty-five simplified body fluid quenching medicinal materials have also been placed beside Song Shuhang according to their weight and order.

"Repeat the process of your first refining and let's get started." The pharmacist said, "Don't be stressed or worried about failure. I have plenty of medicinal materials for body quenching fluid."

Song Shuhang smiled shyly. He closed his eyes and recalled the process of refining body tempering fluid for the first time. Because it just happened yesterday, and it was the first time in his life to refine body tempering liquid, he clearly remembered every step.

"Add water first." Add a ladle of water to the hot pot.

Add the ginseng slices and simmer for five minutes.

Follow with the wolfberry and continue to smolder for five minutes.

When it comes to the third medicinal ingredient, ‘Morning Dew Mysterious Grass’, Song Shu is no longer stuck in time. He began to stare at the detailed changes in the medicinal materials in the hot pot, and after a while, he began to increase the heat of the induction cooker.

The pharmacist held his chin and stared at Song Shuhang's every move. He remained quiet and did not disturb him.

"Even though I'm mentally prepared, I still can't connect little friend Shuhang's actions with 'alchemy'." The pharmacist was filled with emotion.

Fortunately, he is an alchemist who keeps pace with the times.

If the more traditional alchemists knew that Song Shuhang used hot pots and induction cookers to make alchemy, they would probably be so angry that their livers hurt.

"In addition... the modernization of the alchemy furnace must be planned in advance. At least when refining elixirs that do not require the use of 'alchemy fire' or special flames, modern equipment can control firepower and temperature more easily." Pharmacist I thought to myself.

Like Song Shuhang in front of him, he can control the heat very well with just a few buttons. This is something that the old version of the alchemy furnace cannot do. Even with a fire control magic weapon, it cannot be done so easily.

At this time, Song Shuhang once again entered a highly concentrated mode with the help of the ice beads. In his eyes, there was nothing foreign except the body quenching liquid being refined.

The pharmacist's eyes showed appreciation.

Although he is a bit older, Song Shuhang might be very talented in alchemy!