Chapter 179

Even Feng finished grinding the powder, the whole person was not well.

Although this job has no technical content, who let him do a very demanding thing, Ma Yantao.

Again, No.

If there are impurities, rework again!

Twice, No.

The powder varies in thickness and must be ground to the same fineness!

Continue rework!

Lian Feng:

You just grind me to death!

When Yan Tao nodded, even Feng was sweating like he had been fished out of the water.

"Yan Shen, what do you want these powders for?"

Lian Feng sat on the pony bar and watched Yantao pour water into the powder, and then clattered half into the pool.

Almost hurt him to death!

He worked hard to grind it out bit by bit!

Yantao poured the flour into the medicinal powder and kneaded the medicinal powder into a ball like a work of art.

It emits a very strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Make pills."

She reached out to open the seasoning jar and scooped it in.

Lian Feng almost dropped his chin to the ground and said stunned, "do you want to add sugar to make pills?"

Master Yan dug out the pills one by one with a small spoon and steamed them directly on the pot. "It'll be fine in half an hour."

Lian Feng said: Yan Shen, you will eat dead people if you do this medicine!

He held his breath and asked tremblingly, "is this for you?"

Young master Yan nodded naturally, took a clean towel, slowly wiped his hands, understated and said, "suppress the cold in his body."

Lian Feng: "Yan Shen, can I ask, have you studied traditional Chinese medicine?"

Yan Tao was surprised in his beautiful peach blossom eyes. "What is traditional Chinese medicine?"

Lian Feng

The young man looked at the fire, Shuer looked coldly, lengyou's eyes fell on Lian Feng's face, and slowly asked, "do you have any opinion?"

The young man's eyes were smiling, but his light words and eyes seemed to weigh down the top of Mount Tai, which weighed heavily on Lian Feng's head. He was so frightened that he shook his head in a hurry: "where can I? The things made by Yan God are absolutely powerful. One is worth a hundred. I really envy Lord Qin ~"

"It's almost the same." Yantao turned his head with satisfaction, picked up the pot cover, poked the pill like meat balls with chopsticks, and observed it carefully.

Lian Feng secretly glanced at Lord Qin, who was handling affairs in the living room, and shouted in his heart: Sir, forgive me, I can't help you!

I really sympathize with you.

Master Yan, the painting style of this pill is eerie and frightening

"All right!"

Put the pill into the box, Yan Tao handed it to Lian Feng at any time, "one pill a week. When the cold attack is frequent, it can be reduced to one pill in three days."

The heavy box was held in his arms. Lian Feng's body stiffened. Yan Tao glanced at him, "it's not an explosive box. Relax."

Lian Feng: I think it's more terrible than an explosive box.

Explosives can escape, this... Can't escape!

In the living room, Qin Zong sent the mail indifferently, closed the computer, pressed his big palm with distinct bones on the cover of the computer, and meditated a few times on the table.

Tired, he pinched the center of his eyebrows with his fingers, and then went to the bedroom to change his clothes.

When he opened the door, there was a beautiful young man beside the door. He smiled at him. Qin Zong's cold eyes faded a little, and then rubbed the young man's soft head, "don't talk to strangers casually. I won't save you if I'm kidnapped. Also, minors are not allowed to fall in love or fight. Study hard!"

This... Is like saying goodbye.

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows: "where are you going?"