Chapter 1767: Farming to Make Money to Support the Ancestors! 20

Chu Ci paused and stared with lowered eyes. Finally, she raised her hand, as if she had been bullied, puffed up her cheeks slightly, twisted half of the broken cauldron, and threw it out angrily.

After throwing it out, Chu Ci seemed to feel better, and Chu Ci began to execute the third tripod.

By the time he got to the last cauldron, Chu Ci had almost enough control over the heat.

It's just that when the last medicinal ingredients are thrown in and blended little by little.

The small cauldron kept shaking from side to side.

It looked like he couldn't bear it anymore.

Then there was a loud bang.

After the smoke and dust cleared, Chu Ci looked at the mess and began to wonder if he really had the talent for alchemy.

After all, it doesn't seem very reliable.

Then there was another loud noise in the ear.

Chu Ci blinked her eyes and subconsciously glanced at the debris in front of her.

No, she has finished all the explosions. Where is the movement?

Chu Ci's eyes slowly looked towards a place, where small wisps of gray smoke were already rising.

Chu Ci:......

No, you just cook a meal, and you have recipes and seasonings. How do you achieve the same effect as her alchemy? ?

Chu Ci stood up and took two steps forward, planning to go out and see what Bai Xingjian had done to her kitchen.

Then I saw a little golden light revealed under her pile of dust.

Chu Ci paused and used his spiritual power to rub the dust. The last golden pill with red patterns floated in the air, exuding a faint fragrance.

It seems...successful?

Chu Ci blinked her eyes and rummaged carefully again. As a result, she looked up and down, left and right, and came to a conclusion: she had indeed only refined one pill.

Then……

Chu Ci looked at the scrapped small tripod piled up into a hill next to it.

He coughed lightly and cast a spell to restore this side to its original state.

It seems that she doesn't have any other major problems with refining the medicine, except that it's a little troublesome.

Yeah, it's harmless.

Chu Ci thought this, holding the pill, and ran down, intending to see what the ancestor had done.

Then as soon as he opened the kitchen door, a rather pungent smell rushed up. Chu Ci took a step back, coughed twice, and raised his hand to dissipate the smoke in the kitchen.

I saw the ancestor standing in his kitchen, dressed in white. At this moment, the white suit looked a little gray, and his face did not change much.

The stove in front of the ancestor looked a bit miserable.

It was much worse than those small cauldrons when she was refining medicine just now.

Chu Ci:......

Bai Xingjian didn't seem to expect that such a problem would suddenly arise. There was a little dust on his chin, and he turned to look at Chu Ci, looking a little stunned and a little serious.

Chu Ci twitched the corners of her lips, raised her hand and pressed her temple, and began to ask the man who blew up her kitchen, "What on earth did you do?"

Everything has been prepared for you. You just cook according to the recipe. At most, you don't have a good grasp of the heat the first time and the ingredients are mushy or the seasonings are not right.

But you can’t just blow up the kitchen if you get too excited, right? ?

"I didn't do anything." Bai Xingjian also looked particularly confused.

After all, the recipe for stir-fried vegetables is simple.

He didn't do anything extra.