It was noon. Bailang didn't eat in his yard or go to the canteen. Instead, he asked the guards to prepare food and then turned to the medical clinic in Ma Sheng Alley. He found the top door of the medical clinic in the backyard. Doctor Zhang Yue.
"Doctor Zhang, can we eat together?"
"What's wrong with the sword?" Zhang Yue stood up and saluted, then continued to sit back in his chair and eat the food on the table. He was the only one in the entire knife shop who dared to be so relaxed in front of Bai Lang. After all, to put it bluntly, he saved Bailang twice. Moreover, in terms of status, doctors in the knife studio are different from ordinary people in the knife studio.
Bailang naturally had no objection to Zhang Yue's attitude. He smiled and took his meal from the guard, sat down next to Zhang Yue's table and started eating together.
"I just want to talk to Dr. Zhang about some medicinal materials."
"Please tell me, swordsman." Zhang Yue glanced at Bai Lang in surprise, and then he was also curious to hear how Bai Lang, a man with a knife, could suddenly be interested in boring medicinal materials?
Bai Lang smiled and said: "I am a layman in this field, and I am just curious whether there is any emphasis on time when preparing medicinal materials? Is there anything about early morning, morning, noon, afternoon, or night?"
Zhang Yue nodded after hearing this and replied: "Yes. Generally speaking, when concocting some important prescriptions, the weather and time will be considered. Different time and weather conditions will have different effects on the concocted medicinal materials. Influence.
Of course, this kind of extreme attention to the processing of medicinal materials is rare. Most of the prescriptions do not need to be so particular. More or less efficacy does not actually affect the diagnosis. "
Bailang's expression changed slightly after hearing this, and then asked: "Is there any situation where the weather or time of day must be taken into consideration before preparing the medicinal materials?"
"Must?" Zhang Yue felt a little unreasonable about Bailang's condition. He frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "As far as I know, there is no prescription that requires time or weather to be prepared. of."
"None of them?"
"Well, indeed there is none." Zhang Yue paused and saw that there seemed to be some suspicion in Bai Lang's eyes. He should be using his answer just now to elaborate on something. So Zhang Yue couldn't help but think more, and then said: "If Zudao heard someone talk about the need to pay attention to the time or weather in order to concoct medicinal materials, if we rule out that person's nonsense, then the rest may be what he said. The purpose of the prepared medicinal materials is not the prescription I just mentioned."
"Huh? What do you think Dr. Zhang said?"
"Prescriptions are the methods used by doctors like me, and they are also the basis for the use of various medicinal materials. There is no need to pay attention to the time or weather as you said. But outside the scope of a medical clinic, I heard In order to ensure that the elixir will not fail when refining the elixir, the Qi Practitioner will try to get all the details together when conditions permit, including choosing different weather conditions and times according to different elixirs.
Of course, these are what I heard from my teacher when I was studying art. Whether I can do it accurately or not is something I have to think about myself. "
Bai Lang paused with the chopsticks in his hand.
"Is this the case in alchemy?!" Bai Lang didn't expect Zhang Yue to give such an unexpected answer. He came here to ask Zhang Yue casually to see if he could find out the recipe and secret medicine that Daomen Village used to prepare the medicinal materials every early morning. After all, that is one of the few puzzling things in Daomen Village currently.
But I didn't expect that the other party would actually involve this matter in the method of alchemy.
"Yes, Zuodao. Although I don't know the specific methods of alchemy, I have heard some interesting stories from the teacher to prove some of the methods in the medical clinic. After all, alchemy is also to stimulate the efficacy of medicinal materials, and the prescription is also for this purpose. . So it was mentioned, and I still remember it.”
"Dr. Zhang has a good memory and is very knowledgeable. If someone cooks medicinal materials at the same time every day regardless of the weather, and there is a strange smell wafting out for a long time, is this more certain that it is not ordinary? Making medicine but refining elixirs?"
Zhang Yue thought about it but shook his head and said, "I don't know this and I don't dare to talk nonsense."
Although Bai Lang was not entirely happy, he also understood that Zhang Yue could not be expected to explain everything clearly. It would be good if Zhang Yue had heard about the alchemy. It was an unexpected surprise.
After lunch, Bai Lang made a cup in the yard, thinking about the new inspiration he got from Zhang Yue while drinking tea.
If what Zhang Yue said is exactly the truth about the smell of medicinal materials coming out of Daomen Village every early morning, then it means that there is not only a Qi practitioner in Daomen Village, but also an alchemy master! There may even be more than one Qi practitioner in Daomen Village!
It has a series of training methods, including knives, guns, bows and arrows. At the same time, the village has a favorable geographical location and can achieve a certain degree of self-sufficiency. There is even an alchemist and possibly more Qi practitioners. Do you think this kind of copycat is just a lair for thieves? Or even the kind of low-level thieves who are so poor that they can hardly even open a business?
Even a fool cannot treat Daomen Village as an ordinary bandit village at this time.
Just saying that there is not even an alchemist stationed in Yongchuan City with Feng Mingyuan's family background shows how rare alchemists are. With this skill, would you be willing to live in a ravine and become a bandit?
"So, am I lucky? Or bad luck?" Bai Lang took a sip of hot tea and smiled to himself. Of course, Bailang didn't feel that he was unlucky in his heart.
Being able to blindly choose a place to stay without knowing it, I chose Daomen Village, a village full of strange bandits.
Not to mention the distance, Bailang will not give up easily now due to the special geographical location of Daomen Village. Coupled with the existence of some alchemists, this is simply a stroke of luck. If it were an alchemist who could refine Xiao Pei Yuan Dan, Bai Lang felt that he might have more things to talk about with him.
"In this way, we can't blindly engage in tit-for-tat confrontation with Daomen Village. We need to induce them, and then cut in, and then make plans slowly."
At first Bailang was prepared to kill people and seize the stronghold. But now it seems that doing so may be difficult and not necessarily cost-effective. Therefore, after there was already speculation about "there is an alchemist in Daomen Village", the plan had to be adjusted accordingly.
However, no matter how you adjust it, there must be a premise, that is, you cannot be treated as a soft persimmon by the people in Daomen Village. Otherwise, if Bailang doesn't have the intention to kill, the other party will definitely do it. When the time comes, Bailang's The plan was messed up, because this Daomen Village was not as strong as he had initially thought.
And it is best to form a relatively stable exchange of interests with the other party. This is what Bailang needs to figure out as soon as possible.
(End of chapter)
