Fairy, Stop Making Trouble Chapter 33: Pressure Cooker Alchemy

Thank you to the lovely owner of [Braised Quail Eggs], don't treat me like a human tonight, you are my **** of war.

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"Sorry, I didn't think well."

Bai Yueling took the volcanic rock from his hand, and only gently broke it with two fingers. The cut surface of the volcanic rock was smooth and flat like a mirror.

Jiang Qiao was stunned. He really deserves to be a fairy. The words invincible in the world are not just words. With this one hand, it is not a problem to hit a hundred lightning bolts and five whips.

He decided to treat her better in the future. After all, flesh and blood is not as hard as a stone. If she misses that time, maybe she will be disabled for life.

As Fairy Bai's fingers rolled, fine powder like sand fell from her palm. Jiang Qiao's eyes twitched fiercely. Is this woman's hand strength a little too perverted?

"This is almost half a tael of volcanic stone powder," she said lightly.

Jiang Qiao nodded, then ran downstairs and picked up an electronic scale. The weight of all the herbs was accurate to the gram.

The weight of the medicinal herbs can be given directly on the display screen. Bai Yueling can't help but nod secretly after seeing it. These mortal utensils are very simple and practical, and it is the omnipotent science that changes all this.

"The herbs are all ready, what's next?"

"Yanglingzhi and Qingling bamboo shoots are first put into the furnace, smoldering on low fire for a quarter of an hour until the medicinal liquid is boiled, then put in wolfberry, big red dates, Houttuynia cordata, calcined into ashes on high fire, and finally put in Xiaotaisui And volcanic stone powder, bake in medium fire for an hour, if Danxiang is scattered during the process, then quickly change to intense fire calcination, and finally the condensed pills are round and yellow, bitter in taste, and have the energy effect of condensing gas.”

Jiang Qiao saw that what she said was serious, but the question came, what if there was no alchemy furnace?

"There are pressure cookers, rice cookers, electric cookers, frying pans, casseroles, and air fryers at home. What kind of pot do you want?" He pointed to the cooking utensils in the kitchen and introduced them one by one.

Bai Yueling frowned slightly. These kitchen utensils are of various kinds. To be honest, none of them look like an alchemy furnace. A qualified alchemy furnace has a flue, a water channel, a discharge inlet, and a residue discharge outlet.

And right now, only the pressure cooker seems to be a bit like that.

"That's it." She pointed to the pressure cooker.

"Are you sure?"

Jiang Qiao looked suspicious. He had never heard of a pressure cooker's ability to concoct alchemy.

Bai Yueling hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Jiang Qiao finally washed the pressure cooker that had not been used for a long time, and then put the medicinal materials into the pot one at a time in order. Before closing the lid, he asked, "Do you add water?"

"If you don't add it, the medicinal herb is the concentrated essence of the medicinal material. Adding water is useless."

Jiang Qiao is more and more suspicious of whether the pressure cooker can really make medicine.

However, seeing how confident she is...

Well, listening to the fairy should be right.

Cover the lid, put on the stove, ignite, and smolder on low heat for 15 minutes.

"Is this a small fire?" Jiang Qiao asked her after turning the **** to the smallest.

"Not bad, a very convenient fire control weapon."

Fairy Bai once again lamented the magic of scientific equipment, and even the temperature of the flame could be perfectly controlled.

Many cultivators who have just entered the immortal way are alchemy for the first time. Either their spiritual power is not enough to support the alchemy, or the poor control of the fire leads to the failure of the alchemy.

She thought of the industrialized assembly line production that Jiang Qiao said before. If you have enough raw materials and know the entire alchemy process, doesn't it mean that the mortals here can continue to alchemy?

It is indeed a civilization that cannot be underestimated to cultivate masters of immortality in batches!

Jiang Qiao stared at the pressure cooker, although he was endorsed by the fairy, he was still worried that the pressure cooker would burst.

As time passed, the pressure valve of the pressure cooker didn't even bubbling, but it didn't have any mushy smell either.

"DiDi!"

Xiao Ai tells the time accurately.

"Fifteen minutes are up!"

Jiang Qiao's spirit was shocked, and he quickly opened the pressure cooker, and a strange smell of gas rushed out instantly and filled the whole kitchen.

I didn't see the liquid medicine, but the parts of Ganoderma lucidum and green bamboo shoots that touched the bottom of the pot tended to be carbonized. The white outline in that circle was estimated to be the liquid medicine, but it has now been burnt dry.

"Where's the medicine?"

Jiang Qiao turned his head and looked at her expressionlessly.

Bai Yueling was a little embarrassed, how could this first step be different from what she described.

After pondering for a moment, she slowly said: "It may be that the temperature is not up to the standard, and the medicinal liquid has not been fully tempered."

Jiang Qiao almost believed her evil. This is obviously because the medicinal liquid was evaporated to dryness, right?

"Really don't add water?"

"No." She insisted.

"I have practiced Taoism for thousands of years, and I have made countless pills. Even the rank nine elixir has been produced a few times. Besides, this is just an immortal pill, you believe me."

"So now we're going straight to Phase 2?"

"Yes."

He gritted his teeth and threw the wolfberry, red dates, and Houttuynia cordata into the pressure cooker, which required two hours of calcination on medium heat. As for the final fire, he was not sure whether his pressure cooker would survive until that time.

Half an hour later, there was a burning smell from the pressure cooker.

"Dan incense overflowing?" Jiang Qiao sat on the sofa staring at Bai Yueling with an increasingly unpleasant expression.

It took a lot of brainstorming to think that a pressure cooker can really make alchemy. This woman is just crazy, but he is crazy along with it.

"Maybe... Maybe the fragrance of this medicinal herb is a little special?"

Fairy Bai, who has been refining medicine pills for a lifetime, is also a little unconfident: "How about ~IndoMTL.com~ let's wait?"

Jiang Qiao couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, but thinking of her true identity, he couldn't help nodding after all.

"Then wait."

An hour later, black smoke began to rise from the pressure cooker, and an indescribable odor filled the room. The smell of burnt paste was mixed with the stench like a biological weapon.

At this point, even a fool can see that alchemy has failed.

Jiang Qiao believes that the pressure cooker can make elixir, he is a dog!

He ran into the kitchen in a hurry, turned off the fire immediately, opened all doors and windows, and the range hood, and then slowly poured clean water on the pressure cooker. After cooling, he slowly opened the lid.

A foul-smelling black smoke ran out in an instant, smelling worse than cat feces.

Fairy Bai held her breath to cover her face, and after the black smoke dispersed, Jiang Qiao looked at the few medicinal herbs that had been completely mushy and turned into coal at the bottom of the pot, his face was speechless.

"Emperor Tang Tang failed to refine even the unqualified medicinal pills. If you say it is poison, I believe it."

Bai Yueling's breathing stagnated.

Even though the operation process was correct, she couldn't figure out what went wrong. It seemed that something was wrong from the beginning.

"Alchemy is a process of continuous improvement. A temporary failure doesn't mean anything. I think we can try again." She said righteously.

"Come back?"

Jiang Qiao seemed to be frightened.

"If you want to come by yourself, I won't play anymore!"

Playing further, he was afraid the kitchen would blow up.

Bai Yueling pouted and walked into the kitchen alone. She had already memorized the usage of the natural gas stove in her mind.

Alchemy is the only way she can suppress her inner demons at present. If she really can't make a pill, she can only rely on Jiang Qiao in the end.