"Ti for a big feast later."
Qin Yang thought of the Silver Spirit Python. After a busy day, he was feeling a bit hungry. Happily, he ran outside the villa.
The Silver Spirit Python was still at the door, and Qin Yang dragged it back to the villa's courtyard.
"Sir, what are you planning to do?"
A middle-aged man looked at the giant python Qin Yang had dragged back, his face pale, standing a little distance away, and asked.
"Uncle Wu, you're here just in ti. Could you please help
find two large jars and also a small jade bottle?"
Qin Yang looked up with a smile, calling out. The aging middle-aged man was surnad Wu and was the villa's steward.
"Okay."
Uncle Wu nodded, not asking further questions. This young man was an esteed guest invited here by the master. As a senior steward, he would do his best to fulfill requests that weren't excessive.
Qin Yang stared at the Silver Spirit Python on the stone ground with gleaming eyes. He was in a very good mood at the mont.
The reason for needing two large jars was, one to store snake at, which contained a lot of energy. After refining and consuming, it would increase his strength. The other jar was for storing snake blood, enriched with Spiritual Energy, for Talisman creation.
To make Talismans, two things are basic essentials: Talisman paper infused with Sealing Spirit Grass and blood enriched with Spiritual Energy. Although this Silver Spirit Python falls short of being a true Silver Spirit Python, its snake blood does contain Spiritual Energy, suitable for crafting so low-level Talismans.
As for the Jade Box, hehe, it's ant to store the python's Poison Sac. The Silver Spirit Python's venom has hallucinogenic effects; when facing a master, you can release the venom and cast a spell to trap the enemy temporarily in an Illusion Realm. It's also a killer move or could be crafted into a Poison Spirit Talisman to control the enemy.
"Sir, the items you requested are here."
Uncle Wu was efficient in his work. Within minutes, he had instructed the staff to bring two large jars as tall as half a person, and he held a small jade bottle in his hand.
"Great, thank you."
Qin Yang smiled, nodded, flipped his palm, and the White Jade Flying Saber appeared. He started peeling, extracting at, blood, and the poison sac along the wound cut by the Wind Blade.
Dissecting this Silver Spirit Python was quite the task. The snake skin was very tough, and it took Qin Yang half a day to separately store the snake at and blood in the two large jars. He cast a spell on the jar of snake blood to seal the jar's mouth, while the snake at, soon to be consud, didn't need sealing.
As for the poison sac, Qin Yang extracted a small half-bottle of pure venom and placed it in the small jade bottle, also sealing it with a spell.
After doing all this, the sky was slightly bright.
"What a great find."
Gazing at the full jar of white and tender snake at, Qin Yang swallowed.
"Uncle Wu, I'll write a formula later and have Hong Ye purchase so herbs using the five million yet to be paid by the ice-cold lady as dicine money."
Qin Yang said to Uncle Wu. Such good snake at naturally had to be stewed into dicinal cuisine to fully utilize its benefits. That woman still owed him five million for dical fees, so he wouldn't have to pay out of his pocket for the herbs.
Qin Yang naturally chose so premium herbs, like a hundred-year wild ginseng and other low-level Spirit dicine. He wrote down several, roughly valuing them at seven to eight million. However, Hong Ye likely wouldn't find all the herbs on the list at once, so whatever they found was acceptable.
While Hong Ye was out gathering herbs, Qin Yang returned to his room for a refreshing hot bath and slept for two hours. When he awoke, it was already past seven o'clock.
"Here, what you asked for."
In the hall, Hong Ye handed Qin Yang a large bag of herbs, and there was also a delicate red wooden box containing a plump, well-developed wild ginseng lying at the center, wrapped in clean yellow satin cloth inside.
"This is a hundred and fifty-year-old wild ginseng?!"
Qin Yang's eyes shone with joy.
In his view, finding a hundred-year-old wild ginseng was already quite challenging. He hadn't expected Hong Ye to find him a hundred and fifty-year-old wild ginseng so quickly, which was a delightful surprise for him.
"This wild ginseng alone cost two hundred and eighty thousand. Besides that, there's an eighty-year-old Polygonum multiflorum costing one hundred and twenty thousand, a fifty-year-old Reishi costing eighty thousand; together with other miscellaneous herbs, the total already exceeds five million."
"How about it, satisfied?"
Hong Ye teased Qin Yang with a smile, hinting that he had gotten a good deal. She naturally didn't mind the extra money spent, just wanting to jest with him.
"Satisfied, satisfied, hehe, I'll make sure you don't spend too much. I'll treat you to snake stew later." Qin Yang replied with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Hong Ye quickly retreated; she had seen that python and would refuse to eat it at all costs.
Qin Yang carried the jar of snake at to the kitchen, took two extra-large pots, and began cooking the fragrant snake stew dicinal cuisine.
Gurgle gurgle!
After half an hour, both large pots were bubbling. The snake at and herbs soaked within, releasing a tantalizing aroma throughout the hall.
"What's this? It slls so good!"
Lu Bingyao pushed open the door and stepped out, curiosity marking her pretty face. The dicine Qin Yang applied externally had made the scars on her thigh heal surprisingly fast.
Entering the hall, she saw Qin Yang busy in the kitchen alone, the scent of delicious at wafting from two large pots, making anyone instantly hungry.
"Is this guy cooking?"
Lu Bingyao was taken aback, as the sight of Qin Yang cooking alone in the kitchen was beyond her expectations. This guy could actually cook?
"Haha, what a delicious dicinal cuisine aroma; it's making
quite hungry."
A hearty laugh echoed from the stairs. Lu Qingmu appeared, his face rosy, his voice full — clearly in good spirits.
"Dad, you're feeling better?"
Lu Bingyao turned her head, seeing Lu Qingmu coming downstairs, with a hint of joy in her eyes.
"Fully recovered, feeling comfortable all over. Yaoyao, have your leg injuries healed?" Lu Qingmu asked with concern.
"Recovering very quickly, I can already walk now. I guess in a couple of days, I'll be able to move around freely." Lu Bingyao replied.
"The young healer has extraordinary skills, his dical prowess is remarkable."
Lu Qingmu sighed lightly, intrigued by the young healer with powerful dical skills at such a young age, curious about his origins.
At this mont, Hong Ye, Zhou Yizhen, and Long Ao were already present in the hall.
"I wonder what the young healer is cooking; it slls wonderful," Zhou Yizhen remarked with curiosity.
Hong Ye pursed her lips, wanting to speak but hesitated, fearing she might scare the old man; she stood slightly pale in place.
"Hmph, who knows how many spices he added." Long Ao sneered softly. Even though he had tasted the rarest delicacies, he wouldn't regard Qin Yang's cooking with any esteem. Yet, he had to admit the aroma was indeed enticing.
Another half an hour passed, and the at and herbs were fully stewed to perfection. The aroma of the at was rich and palpable as servants helped Qin Yang to distribute the at from one pot into several large dishes, placing them on the dining table.
Qin Yang himself ate from another large pot containing dicines like wild ginseng and Polygonum multiflorum, which weren't beneficial for ordinary people.
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