Chapter 54 She Was A Little Moved

It was summer when the days were long and the nights were short. It was already past seven in the evening. but the sky outside was still relatively bright

Julian and Annalise came to the small bungalow next to the villa again.

A servant handed Julian a key and left.

Stacks of neatly stacked firewood filled up half the hall of the bungalow.

Beside the firewood was a barbecue grill.

Previously, this bungalow was not locked, but now it was.

Julian unlocked the door and pushed it open.

Annalise saw two large clay pots and two large medicine jars in the room.

In addition, there were traditional medicine bags neatly placed on the cabinet.

“Can we use that?” Julian asked Annalise.

Annalise immediately checked the medicine jars and clay pots.

She touched the clay pot and nodded. “Yes. Let’s use this later.”

He might not be able to refine the pills successfully. After all, this was not a pill furnace.

Joseph had an extremely large pill furnace. It was made of copper, just like the Eight Trigrams Furnace in Journey to the West, a famous book. That furnace would have allowed them to refine pills with half the effort.

During the refinement process, smoke would appear from any opening. The smoke carried a medicinal fragrance, and one could tell if the refinement was successful or not with a single sniff.

However, Joseph rarely let her use it. In his words, those who knew how to write were not picky about pens, those who knew how to draw were not picky about paint, those who knew how to treat illnesses were not picky about equipment, and those who knew how to refine medicine were naturally not picky about tools. When Joseph taught her how to refine elixir pills, he would always ask her to use medicine jars and clay pots. Every time, she would get so tired that she sweated profusely, and she often failed.

Sometimes, when she saw that the expensive medicinal ingredients were burned black, she would feel extremely sorry. However, Joseph would laugh as if nothing had happened. “Let’s see if you’ll still be distracted or dare not be focused next time.”

Because her heart ached for the expensive medicinal ingredients, her subsequent failure rate became lower and lower.

This was because she had memorized the characteristics of all known traditional herbs and their reactions during the refinement process.

Every time before refining pills, she would also discuss what might happen to the pills with Joseph.

and she refined more and more pills, her success rate increased.

now?” Julian was eager.

rare to brew traditional medicine, but when he thought that Annalise would be personally brewing it, he felt that she would

back and get the barbecue ingredients,” Annalise said.

get the barbecue ingredients, Annalise asked for her suitcase. Julian took her to the cloakroom and

took out a 100-year-old ginseng from her suitcase.

She wanted to add the

good elixir pill needed a guide.

ginseng was refined, its medicinal effects would be fully unleased. It could truly

regulate

found a servant to get the

plate with at least two hundred skewers of various

sauce to Annalise and asked politely if she wanted help. Another servant immediately pulled the

it and said gently. “Let me do it.”

to take the bottles

two then left

servants behind them started

you see that? Mr. Parks

not just smiling. The way he looks at Mrs. Parks is

Parks is really amazing. She can make

it up to you for what you lack. Mr. Parks had a bad childhood, so the heavens brought Mrs. Parks to him to make it up to

status is

does it matter? When Master Samuel married the madam back then, her status wasn’t

hope that Mr. and Mrs.

their

returned to the

dark at

wanted to bring the clay pot and medicine jar to the

it!”

the Parks family had never done chores like this before, but now he

working and

move. Leave it. I’ll

it,” Annalise said with a

how Julian treated her, she could not help but compare him

as she compared them, she would discover more

were

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