Chapter 27: Dan Cheng

  Seeing Zhou Yumin walking over, Wang Yan spoke up first: "Director Zhou, this gentleman cannot pay for the He Shou Wu immediately."

  Song Jian explained: "The bank account procedure is just a bit slow because my account is only an ordinary account."

  "If there's no money on the card, then don't go around taking pictures randomly." Wang Yan said with a whisper, her courage boosted by Zhou Yumin being nearby.

  "I said so, it's just temporary no money!" Song Jian said in a low voice.

  "Are you saying that as soon as your funds are received, we have to wait for a day?" Wang Yan sneered.

  "Shut up!" Zhou Yumin glared at Wang Yan, "Is this how you treat your guests?"

  Wang Yan was startled and said: "Director Zhou... Director Zhou, he doesn't have any money."

  "Only those with money are the big shots, right?" Zhou Yumin was furious. "Wang Yan, you've really disappointed me. Humph! I'll handle this deal myself, you can go home now."

  "Director Zhou..." Wang Yan was stunned for a moment.

  "Go back, you don't have to work in my museum anymore." Zhou Yumin said coldly.

  "Never mind, Director Zhou, it's just a small matter." Song Jian spoke in a pleading tone, "Besides, I was the one who was wrong to begin with."

  Wang Yan looked at Zhou Yumin with horror.

  Zhou Yumin hummed and then said, "Since Mr. Song has spoken, let's consider this matter settled. Remember, when living, never use a biased perspective to look at others!"

  After finishing speaking, Zhou Yumin pulled Song Jian's hand and said: "Really didn't think that today in this place would actually meet the divine doctor Song."

  "Huh?" Song Jian was somewhat perplexed.

  Zhou Yumin couldn't help but laugh and say, "I went to Zhou Lao's Tongrentang yesterday to ask about you, but Zhou Lao only knew that your name was Song Jian. Haha, now that I've seen you, I didn't expect the great Doctor Song to be so young! It's really beyond my expectations."

  Song Jian touched his head and said: "Director Zhou is too polite, I...I am a doctor?"

  Song Jian's question was too strange.

  Zhou Yumin smiled gratefully and said, "Song Shengyi, you may not know yet. Last time you took medicine at Tongrentang, that prescription, the one you said could cure hemiplegia."

  Listening to Zhou Yumin say this, Song Jian thought of it and remembered that in order to treat the weakness of his limbs caused by the poison addiction on his body, he had taken medicine from Tongrentang before. The prescription was a prescription from the "Shanggu True Man Book", which had a very good therapeutic effect.

  "Remember now?" Zhou Yumin became even more excited, "Song Shen Yi, last time without your permission, I also matched that prescription, and the result... my father who had been bedridden with sequelae of cerebral thrombosis for a long time, really recovered, he can really get out of bed and walk, and even jogging is no problem... Wuuu, my father... really recovered."

  Zhou Yumin was so moved that he shed tears. As a filial son, seeing his father living in bed for years and unable to take care of himself even for urination and bowel movements, Zhou Yumin was heartbroken. He wasn't frustrated, but rather felt the pain for his father. In order to cure his father's illness, Zhou Yumin visited dozens of world-renowned hospitals and sought help from tens of national medical masters, but all of them were helpless when faced with his father's condition.

  As a result, a prescription for bathing was able to get Zhou Yumin's father out of bed and walking, which naturally made Zhou Yumin extremely excited and grateful.

  Song Jian!

  A loud discontented shout, followed by an old man with white hair and a ruddy complexion, who came storming over, none other than Lü Feng.

  "Song Jian, you little scoundrel, you're really too much! You said you cheated me out of a three-hundred-year-old Huai Shan medicine, that's one thing. But now you're using my name to deceive Qi Youxing, that old turtle egg. And didn't you say that He Shou Wu was fake? How come you're willing to spend 10 million to buy this human-shaped He Shou Wu?" Lü Feng puffed out his chest and glared.

  Zhou Yumin looked at him with confusion.

  Song Jian smiled and went up to greet him, saying: "Lü Lao, these two medicinal herbs are really too important for me. Let's consider this a favor I owe you. If there's anything I can help with in the future, I'll definitely assist."

  Zhou Yumin also quickly helped Song Jian speak, saying: "Lü Lao, it turns out you and Song Shenyi are acquaintances too. This Song Shenyi, at such a young age, already has extraordinary medical skills, he's really amazing."

  When Zhou Yumin also helped to persuade Song Jian, Lü Feng stopped blaming him. The three of them chatted for a while, and Zhou Yumin warmly invited Song Jian to visit his home, saying that his father definitely wanted to meet Song Jian, thanking Song Jian for his kindness.

  Song Jian declined, he was now eager to start refining the Washing Marrow Pill.

  Lü Feng didn't stay either, he had a flight that night, heading to Jinling City to take care of some things.

  It wasn't until the conversation that Song Jiancai learned that Lv Feng was actually from the prestigious Lv family in Jiangnan Province. The Lv family is a prominent clan in Jiangnan Province, with its members involved in commerce, politics, academia, and the entertainment industry. It can be said that the Lv family's network of relationships in Jiangnan Province is extremely powerful.

  As for Zhou Yumin, Song Jian also had some understanding. Although Zhou Yumin is the director of the Suzhou Museum of Traditional Chinese Medicine today, in fact, he is still the director of the Suzhou Industrial and Commercial Bureau. Moreover, Zhou Yumin's father is the secretary-general of the Jiangnan Provincial Party Committee and concurrently serves as the head of the provincial propaganda department. Perhaps also because of these convenient conditions, Zhou Yumin's wife, Jiang Ling, was able to have a smooth career and become a pharmaceutical tycoon in Jiangnan Province.

  As for these two big-name friends, Song Jian didn't think much of them. After the transaction was completed, he declined Zhou Yumin's invitation and hurriedly rushed to Ma Deshui's place.

  When they arrived at Ma De's place, Song Jian inspected the tripod furnace.

  In fact, this tripod is not large, only thirty kilograms in weight, thirty centimeters high, and a radius of about ten centimeters, more like a large incense burner.

  The internal structure of this tripod furnace is complex enough.

  Song Jian examined it carefully and found that the craftsmanship of this cauldron was even better than what he had used in the imperial palace back then. This was not surprising, after all, the smelting technology of the Song Dynasty was far inferior to today's standards.

  With the tripod furnace in place and all the medicinal materials ready, only one final step remains before the elixir can be successfully refined!

  Song Jian took the tripod after, immediately gave Pei Yong a phone call.

  Bai Yong told Song Jian that the laboratory is ready and the equipment in the laboratory is also very complete. If there are any other requirements, Bai Yong can apply to the hospital.

  Song Jian soon met with Pei Yong and immediately took a taxi to rush to a small laboratory in the School of Pharmacy at Soochow University.

  This is an abandoned traditional Chinese medicine laboratory for a long time. Pei Yong, who has just become a lecturer, can only apply for this lowest-level small laboratory.

  Song Jian took a look around and nodded, the equipment in this laboratory is quite complete.

  "Brother Pei, I'll start doing some experiments tonight. During this time, except for Xia Lin, don't let anyone disturb me, can you do that?" Song Jian said.

  "Good." Bae Yong-ju immediately agreed.

  Bai Yong left the laboratory, Song Jian stayed behind, he scanned the entire laboratory again, and then started to arrange things.

  Oven, adjustable electric hot plate, external thermometer, pulverizer, various reagents, everything is ready.

  Song Jian took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone in the living room at home.

  "Hello?" answered Xu Si.

  "Xu Si, I'm not going back today, oh, I won't be going back for the next three days either. There's something outside that I need to take care of," Song Jian said, "I'm very sorry, but I'll have to ask for a temporary leave of absence."

  "Okay."

  Song Jiandao said: "Is Xia Lin there? Let her answer the phone."

  Xu Si handed the phone over to Xia Lin.

  "Hey, Xia Lin, I have a favor to ask of you," Song Jian said.

  "Hey uncle! Why haven't you gone home yet? What are you doing outside? Are you looking for a mistress?" Xia Lin muttered.

  Song Jian smiled wryly and said, "No, I'm at your school, in the pharmacy college's experimental building 223 lab. From now on, my breakfast, lunch, and dinner will all have to be delivered by you. During this time, my phone won't be turned on, so please make sure to deliver food to me on time, or else I'll starve to death in the lab."

  "What? Uncle, aren't you a driver? How did you suddenly become an experimentalist?" Xia Lin's mouth was agape.

  "Don't ask so many questions, and another thing, my business, except for your sister, don't tell anyone else, and especially don't bring people to my lab to cause trouble. If the experiment fails, you won't be able to afford it." Song Jian said very seriously.

  "Besides, it's a virtue! Who would want to go there." Xia Lin hung up the phone.

  "What did he say to you?" Xǔ Sī asked.

  Xia Lin watched TV, absent-mindedly saying: "Uncle went to be a lab assistant, and I have to deliver his lunch every day. Cousin, what do you think this driver you found does? He doesn't seem like a driver, but rather a scientist who understands traditional Chinese medicine?"

  Xu thought for a moment and then smiled lightly, shaking his head. "Just do as he says."

  After handing over to Xia Lin, Song Jian formally became busy.

  Tripod furnace is placed on the electric heating stove for preheating, thermometer holder is set up, Huai Shan Yao is crushed into powder by a pulverizer, and Ren Xing Shou Wu is soaked in clear wine...

  After the cauldron was heated, Song Jian poured the 106 kinds of medicinal powder into the cauldron.

  Due to the structure of the crucible being a spiral high-temperature circulation structure, when the medicine powder enters the crucible, it immediately floats up along the spiral channel.

  Song Jian observed the thermometer and immediately dripped some clear wine into it as soon as the temperature was too high.

  With a controllable electric heating furnace and a thermometer, Song Jian knew that his alchemy success rate would be greatly improved.

  After a busy night, on the second day, Xia Lin indeed sent over breakfast early in the morning.

  Song Jian took over breakfast and drove Xia Lin out. He observed the situation in the cauldron while eating breakfast.

  When the situation was stable, Song Jian would take a short nap. When it was unstable, he would stand all night, observing the situation inside the crucible.

  Soon, the extract of hundred-year-old Huai Shan Yao was also added into the cauldron.

  A fragrance of medicine wafted out from the tripod, which was a kind of refreshing scent that seemed to make people feel comfortable and relaxed as soon as they smelled it.

  "It smells so good,"

  "Ah, it's like the taste of peanut butter, no, no, it's the taste of honey stir-fry."

  "What's this? None of these are it... I think this is the flavor of peaches."

  "Haha, and ginseng fruit too."

  Students passing by the laboratory also smelled the fragrance and discussed it in an uproar.

  Song Jianzhen stared nervously at the thermometer on the tripod, while one of his hands lightly touched the surface of the tripod, feeling the temperature changes inside.

  "It's now!"

  Song Jian let out a loud cry in his heart, and with a "pa" sound, he opened the medicine inlet of the tripod furnace, and threw in the last medicinal material, the human-shaped Ganoderma lucidum extract worth 10 million, with a "brush" sound.

  With a "hum" sound, the tripod furnace shook, and at the same time, the fragrance in the air gathered together and disappeared completely.

  Song Jian's face broke into a smile, he knew that Xiāo Mó Dān had succeeded.