Seeing the shocked expressions on the faces of Ma Sanye and Yun Zhongdiao, Duan Wenjun also had a smile on his face.
He knew that he was already halfway successful.
"Mr. Duan, do you really know how to alchemy?" Taoist Wuji also had a look of horror on his face and once again leaned into Duan Wenjun's ear and asked.
His voice was kept low for fear of being heard by others.
"Taoist Master, don't worry, we are very reliable and will never let you down!" Duan Wenjun stared at him and smiled, then patted his shoulder and said.
"Dropping the chain?" Taoist Wuji was stunned.
Taoist Wuji didn't understand what Duan Wenjun meant by dropping the chain, and Duan Wenjun didn't explain it to him.
At this moment, he had stood up and walked towards the person who was cooking next to him. "How is it? Is the rice ready?"
"Mr. Duan, are you hungry before it gets dark yet?" Mr. Ma was a little confused. He followed him to the pot and asked, "The game in our mountains is pretty good. Do you want to fry two plates for you tonight? Let's drink some." point?"
Duan Wenjun shook his head, then opened the lid of the pot, looked at the cooked rice inside, and shouted, "Over there, bring over the washed and dried gold ore powder."
In the surprised eyes of everyone, he took the gold ore powder and poured it directly into the rice in the pot.
Seeing Duan Wenjun about to pour gold ore powder into the second pot, Taoist Wuji suddenly became anxious and hurriedly stopped him: "Master Duan, what are you doing? Isn't this a waste of things?"
Duan Wenjun ignored him, but picked up the spatula and started stirring in the pot seriously.
Mr. Ma also couldn't understand.
Duan Wenjun had just used two bags of gold sand, which was his Shan Fengshan's output in several days, so it would all be wasted.
Xiao Chunzi asked him to do alchemy before, but he refused with various reasons; now Duan Wenjun's alchemy was so unreliable that Ma Sanye even wondered whether the Nine-Faced Owl's alchemy skills were in vain.
However, just when he was about to get angry, Yun Zhongdiao on the side shook his head and pulled him back.
Taoist Wuji looked at Mr. Ma, then at Yun Zhongdiao, his lips wriggled a few times, but in the end he said no more.
Duan Wenjun ignored everyone and kept stirring the pot with a spatula. From time to time, he would shovel the rice out of the pot to take a look. After a while, he was already exhausted and sweating profusely.
Lin Shu'er stood aside, her face full of anxiety, but she didn't dare to step forward to disturb him.
I don't know how long it took, Duan Wenjun's body was wet with sweat, and he finally stopped.
He pointed to the two minions beside him and said, "You two, make rice balls the size of eggs from the rice in the pot."
No one knew what he was going to do.
The little guy didn't move, but looked at Mr. Ma on the side.
"What are you looking at? Didn't you hear what Mr. Duan just said?" Mr. Ma glared at them fiercely and asked.
"Master Duan, what are you doing by mixing the gold ore powder into the rice balls?" Yun Zhongdiao on the side finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked.
"This is a unique alchemy technique developed by my father and I." Duan Wenjun looked at him and then continued, "Even others in the alchemy sect may not know this method."
Hearing his words, Ma Sanye and Yun Zhongdiao were even more surprised.
However, Taoist Wuji became even more anxious.
When Duan Wenjun told him to relax, he still had the last trace of fantasy in his heart.
He has been paying attention to Moon Island's recruitment.
Therefore, he had also heard about the "strange things" that happened to the young master during this period.
In particular, he also heard rumors that this young man was a heavenly being. When he slept at night, gods would teach him various skills in his dreams.
Although he didn't really believe it, he still had one last fantasy in his heart. Could it be that the god in the young man's dream also taught him the art of alchemy?
However, at this moment, Duan Wenjun actually said that his alchemy skills were something that not even the people from the Alchemy Sect knew.
This was undoubtedly telling him that his alchemy skills were definitely unreliable.
You know, the Alchemy Sect has developed for so many years before it developed a method for refining gold.
How could Duan Wenjun still have alchemy skills that even the alchemy sect doesn’t understand?
He felt that this was just Duan Wenjun delaying time.
However, there were still two days before the date of the attack with Chai Jingyun.
He didn't think that Duan Wenjun's clumsy delaying methods could convince Mr. Ma to persist until the third day.
"Come on, let's go see how the charcoal is prepared over there!" Looking at the disbelieving looks on everyone's faces, Duan Wenjun just smiled lightly and continued.
He didn't know what the alchemy of the Alchemy Sect was like, but the alchemy method he used was introduced to him by someone in his previous life, and he had also seen the real smelting method.
This was also the reason why he had to tell Taoist Wuji that he knew how to alchemy.
Seeing that the minions had laid the charcoal, Duan Wenjun did not show off, but asked them to bring over rice balls mixed with gold ore powder.
A layer of charcoal, a layer of rice balls; a layer of charcoal, a layer of rice balls.
As time went by and the temperature rose, the rice balls that had just been brought over started to emit thick smoke.
After the thick smoke, the original white-gray rice ball had turned completely black, with some metallic lights dotting it.
Duan Wenjun held a pair of fire tongs and carefully picked up the rice balls. They had become very crispy.
"Okay, now we are halfway done." Looking at the discolored rice balls in his hands, Duan Wenjun let out a long sigh.
"Half done?" Looking at the setting sun on the horizon, and looking at his rice balls on the fire, Mr. Ma's brows wrinkled again. "Mr. Duan, you have been busy all afternoon. Take a rest first." Let’s meet!”
At this moment, he seemed to have some faith in Duan Wenjun.
He was even worried that Duan Wenjun would be tired after being busy all afternoon.
"No, you have to strike while the iron is hot, and you have to do the refining at the right time. You can't delay it." Duan Wenjun shook his head. "Now our high-quality ore needs to be replaced."
This time, he did not let anyone follow him, but walked directly into the room for the next process.
The reason is simple. This problem can be big or small. Just in case, he needs to experiment on his own first.
Of course, more than anything, he needs to maintain a sense of mystery.
If all the steps were learned by Shan Fengshan's people, they might immediately get rid of the trouble and kill the donkey. In that case, he and Lin Shu'er would be in great danger and would not be able to wait for the time agreed with Chai Jingyun.
Mr. Ma frowned, but did not refute. Instead, he led people to quietly guard outside the door.
