Chapter 514
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Pei Feng watched from the side as Pei Rong finished refining the medicine.
There were four pills in the mold when the medicine came out of the furnace. The rest of the pills had melted into a ball.
Pei Feng could not help recalling the time when Huo Yao refined the pills, so he said, "Brother Yanxi, what would happen if you put 20 pills into the furnace and came out intact?"
Pei Rong carefully picked up the four pills from the mold and placed them in a ceramic bowl to cool. Then he raised his head to look at Pei Feng and said, "That's impossible. No one can come out with the exact same number of pills after putting in the furnace."
The success rate of the pills he used today was already considered high. Other alchemists could only refine two to three pills at most.
Pei Feng touched the tip of his nose. "What if someone is really like that? Even if he didn't succeed? "
He was not an alchemist, so he did not know much about it.
However, he had seen Huo Yao refine the pills before, so he brought it up when he saw Huo Yanxi refining them.
Pei Rong poured the dregs of the failed medicine into the dustbin. "I remember you calling me to ask me about this."
"That's right. Last time, it was also our dad who called that little girl over. Then, he asked me to follow behind her to see how to concoct medicine. He also asked me to learn how to make some nerve-soothing incense from her," Pei Feng said slowly.
When Pei Rong heard this, he suddenly recalled his father mentioning that the young lady was an apothecary when he had just returned home today.
At this time, Pei Feng's voice was heard again, "At that time, I watched the whole process of that little girl refining medicine. In terms of technique, she didn't seem to be a professional. In terms of steps, she was too simple and seemed to be very perfunctory. However, the only thing that surprised me was that she was very accurate in dispensing medicine."
Although Pei Feng disliked Huo Yao's pretentious manner, he could not deny her strengths.
"She was very accurate?" asked Pei Rong as he tilted his head sideways.
Pei Feng nodded, "Maybe it's because she's more familiar with pharmacology and is very accurate in concocting medicine that our dad treats her differently."
Pei Rong's eyes involuntarily landed on the pills he had just refined. He paused before he picked one up, placed it under his nose, and took a whiff. He scrutinized the color of the pill and realized that it seemed to be better than the pills he usually concocted.
What determined the final grade of the medicine was not how much you could refine in one go, but the efficacy of the medicine. The key to determining the efficacy of the medicine was whether the combination of the medicinal herbs was precise and meticulous enough.
He was only trying it out today, so he made it according to Huo Yao's instructions.
He had originally thought that it would be a medicine that could not even compare to a normal D-grade medicine, but looking at it now, it actually faintly leaned towards B-grade.
This … was truly unbelievable.
Pei Feng noticed that Pei Rong was staring at the pills in silence, so he could not help calling him. "Big Brother?"
Pei Rong did not pay attention to Pei Feng. Instead, he picked up the other pills and sniffed them over and over again. A vague suspicion rose in his heart.
Although this medicine was not B-grade, it was much better than C-grade.
He knew that the more he looked at it, the more he realized that it was a C-grade formula.
Pei Rong's expression instantly turned complicated.
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