Chapter 303
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Old Mr. Pei's pharmacy was rather large. Huo Yao walked in and scanned the place. She did not waste any time and left Old Mr. Pei alone in the room before letting the others leave.
Old Mr. Pei really wanted to help Huo Yao, but he quickly realized that he did not have the opportunity to do so.
He watched as the young lady skillfully crushed the herbs before placing them in the oven. She handled every step with great precision. Making medicine was the key, but the right amount of herbs was the key.
Old Mr. Pei did not expect to see someone concoct an ancient prescription in his lifetime. What's more, it was a young lady who was not even 20 years old. She did not make a single mistake. She seemed to have done it thousands of times in her proficiency.
Three hours later, Huo Yao took out the medicine from the oven. None of the 20 pills failed.
The pharmacy was filled with a rich fragrance of medicine. Old Mr. Pei snapped out of his daze and looked at the pills on the table. He walked over and picked one up to take a look. There was only one word to describe it, be it in terms of appearance or taste. It was perfect.
If it was in the Apothecaries' Association, it would be at least S + grade. It might even be of a higher grade.
Old Mr. Pei looked at Huo Yao, who was visibly exhausted. An 18-year-old apothecary. If the Apothecaries' Association knew about this, they would probably go crazy!
What's more, it only took him three hours to refine 20 pills in one go... Old Mr. Pei trembled as he placed the pills into a special box. He opened his mouth and suddenly spoke, breaking the silence in the pharmacy.
"Huo Yao, oh no. Little Master, are you still taking in disciples? Although I'm a little old, I'm quite talented. "
Huo Yao had just taken a sip of water, but she could not help spitting it out.
Old Mr. Pei almost spat out the water. "..."
Huo Yao coughed a few times. "Old Mr. Pei, you must be joking." Huo Yao hurriedly opened the door and walked out as though she was afraid that Old Mr. Pei would say something similar again.
What kind of luck did she have recently? There were always people who wanted to be her disciple.
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The moment Huo Yao stepped out of the door, Zhuo Yun and Yang Yi walked over. "Miss Huo, is the medicine ready?"
Huo Yao stuffed the box of pills into Zhuo Yun's hands. "It's fine. I only made this much. Take it easy."
Old Mr. Pei had just stretched one leg out of the door when he heard this. He stumbled and nearly tripped over the doorsill. Was this something a normal person would say?
Only a little bit of refinement!!!
Was twenty pills too little?
Did this little monster know that with the same amount of medicinal ingredients today, even a high level alchemist could only refine five or six pills at most?
Old Mr. Pei felt that today was the biggest blow he had ever suffered in his life.
Zhuo Yun was stunned when he opened the box. Although he wasn't an alchemist, he had some basic understanding of alchemists because of his master's body. He knew that an ordinary alchemist wouldn't be able to refine so many pills in one go.
Zhuo Yun instinctively looked at Old Mr. Pei behind Huo Yao.
Old Mr. Pei saw Zhuo Yun looking at him and coughed dryly. He raised his other leg and walked over to Zhuo Yun, slapped the back of his hand, and slammed the lid of the medicine box shut. "Do you want this medicine to lose its effect?"
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