"Mr. Han, you don't need to know what the ingredients are, right? I mean, if you want to use it, just use it."
Let's not talk about whether my father is still alive and whether it can be used. Even if it can be used, it actually doesn't mean much.
It is a top priority that Han Sanqian needs to use it now. Naturally, Han Sanqian should also be given priority.
However, Han Sanqian couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this.
"With just this little cinnabar, I don't think it makes much difference."
"Ah?" Lianhua didn't quite understand what Han Sanqian meant: "How many do you need?"
How much do you need?
When Han Sanqian heard this, he was really angry and funny for a moment.
Naturally, he laughed because it was actually very good for Lianhua to have this intention, but he was angry because if he asked Han Sanqian how much he needed, Han Sanqian himself would be quite helpless.
He needs a lot. At least, as of now, there are still a lot of people in black waiting for him to deal with.
Even if just one person has this cinnabar, if he has to kill thousands of men in black, how much should he accumulate? Han Sanqian himself didn't dare to think about this number.
The only thing he hopes for is that he can only count as many as he can, and use all his strength to cause as much damage to the enemy as possible.
The rest can only be left to chance.
Hearing Han Sanqian's explanation, Lianhua felt a little embarrassed. She was just eager to ask for help, so she didn't think about other things carefully.
"Then this point is completely a drop in the bucket, and plugging teeth is not enough." Lianhua said.
Han Sanqian nodded. At best, these are just samples for Han Sanqian.
"In that case, we really need to find out what the ingredients are. At least, we can make a prevention based on these."
Yes, after understanding what's inside, it's possible to make a large number of them, and then use them to deal with the men in black.
Lianhua nodded, knowing Han Sanqian's intention and not saying anything more.
Han Sanqian put the things in front of his nose again and smelled them carefully. After that, he frowned and said, "There is blood in it, it seems to be chicken blood."
After hearing Han Sanqian's words, Lianhua suddenly remembered something: "Yes, there should be chicken blood, because every time my father would kill a chicken before drawing the talisman."
"After that, the chicken blood will be multiplied separately."
"But in the end, the chicken blood disappeared inexplicably. Thinking about it, it must have been used by my father to draw talismans."
Han Sanqian frowned: "But the problem now is that there is another ingredient in it that I haven't figured out yet."
The ingredient that cannot be distinguished is actually just an auxiliary ingredient, and the amount used is very small, so it is not that Han Sanqian is not good at it, but the amount is too small, making it difficult to distinguish and detect.
Seeing that Han Sanqian couldn't tell the difference, Xiaonu and Lianhua took the materials and conducted a relatively simple smell, inspection and comparison. It's not that the two women think they are more capable than Han Sanqian, but that this thing was made by the village chief, so the materials used by the village chief are most likely from the village.
Therefore, the two women thought that they knew things in the village better than Han Sanqian, so they might be able to find out the clues if they took a look for themselves.
However, the idea is beautiful, but the reality is very skinny.
The two women smelled and looked at it for a long time, but still didn't find out what the ingredients were.
"Seventy percent of it is cinnabar, 29% is chicken blood, and the other material only accounts for one percent."
What is the concept of one percent? In such a large proportion, it is almost negligible, but it is precisely this kind of compound that cannot be obtained without even a little bit.
This is overwhelming and depressing.
"Is there any other way?" Lianhua asked.
Han Sanqian shook his head. Maybe there are other ways in the world, such as using some chemical method to distinguish chicken blood and cinnabar. However, at least with Han Sanqian's knowledge, this is a blind spot.
He has no corresponding solution, and he is completely confused now.
If you had to ask him, he might have a trick...
