Ning Tao saw the medicinal materials that Fan Xiaying bought at Zhao Wushuang's home. Some of them were more common, and some were less expensive because they were difficult to find. They were all packed in a large carton box, exuding a strong smell of medicinal materials.

Now the white snake is about to shed. Once the white snake is shed, the medicinal materials for refining the primary prescription pill will be all.

Fan Xiaying said: "Brother, the medicinal materials you want are very precious and not cheap. They cost a total of 1.67 million yuan, and the remaining 330,000 yuan. Give me a card number and I will transfer it to you."

Ning Tao said, "Don't you be so polite, right?"

Fan Xiaying smiled and said, "I originally wanted to buy these medicinal materials for you, but you insisted on giving them money. Why do I have the nerve to ask for your hard work?"

Ning Tao smiled and said the card number.

Fan Xiaying transferred the money with his mobile phone. After a few seconds, Ning Tao received the collection information, and 330,000 yuan had already arrived in his account.

For people like Fan Xiaying, this money may be the money you can buy with a watch, but for Ning Tao, it is a huge sum of money, and it can play a great role.

Zhao Wushuang walked out of the kitchen, "Have you finished talking? I have already done it. Should you continue talking, or would you like to enjoy my cooking skills?"

Today she did not wear a mask, and scars could be vaguely seen on her left cheek and chin, but compared to the first time she met, it was a great deal. Now she could cover the scars with just a little makeup, and she would not attract strange eyes when she went out.

Ning Tao's treatment was equivalent to giving her a second life, which was also the reason why she cooked herself.

Fan Xiaying laughed and said, "Then I will be inseparable from Brother Ning."

Zhao Wushuang smiled and said, "I hope Dr. Ning will not dislike the food I cook."

Ning Tao smiled and followed Zhao Wushuang and Fan Xiaying to the restaurant.

There were several dishes on the dining table, all of which were high-end ingredients, including Aolong and Sashimi, and two Sichuan dishes, one with fish-flavored shredded pork, one with Mapo tofu, and one with vegetable salad. There was also a bottle of valuable red wine, which had already woken up.

Fan Xiaying exclaimed, "I like the combination of Chinese and Western styles. But Wushuang, you are really biased. You know that Dr. Ning came from the mountain city, so you specially cooked Sichuan cuisine for him, and you didn't even cook a dish for me."

Zhao Wushuang rolled his eyes and said, "Cook what you want to eat, the kitchen is there."

Fan Xiaying smiled bitterly, "Brother Ning, look, this is a different fate for everyone."

Ning Tao smiled and said, "Thank you so much."

"Stop talking, let's eat. The roasted lobster will be undelicious if it is cold." Zhao Wushuang said.

The atmosphere of lunch was pleasant.

Ning Tao thought Zhao Wushuang's cooking skills would be average, but he felt amazing when he ate it. He couldn't help but praise him, "I really didn't expect Miss Wushuang to have such a good cooking skills. The dishes you cook are so delicious."

Zhao Wushuang smiled and said, "You are my benefactor. If you like it in the future, come over and I will make it for you to eat."

Ning Tao smiled and said, "Don't mention benefactors anymore. I am a doctor, and treating medical treatment is my duty. In the future, everyone will be friends. If I have time, I will definitely disturb you."

Zhao Wushuang raised his wine glass and said, "Cheer to our friendship."

Three goblets clinked together.

But Ning Tao knew that the reason why Zhao Wushuang and Fan Xiaying treated him so kindly was because of his medical skills. If he were still the poor intern, these two people would probably not look at him directly, right? This world is so realistic. Rich is in the deep mountains and has distant relatives, and poor is in the downtown area without neighbors.

He understood that he could also be calm. He would not feel proud because he met celebrities like Fan Xiaying and Zhao Wushuang, and of course he would not refuse the kindness of his side.

After lunch, Ning Tao and Zhao Wushuang and Fan Xiaying drank tea for a while, and then left with the cardboard box full of medicinal materials.

After taking a taxi back to the community where Jiang Hao's house was, Ning Tao did not enter Jiang Hao's house, but went directly to the rooftop and opened the blood lock with the key to return to Tianwai Clinic.

Everything in Tianwai Clinic is the same. Good and evil Ding "slept" with his eyes closed, and he looked too lazy to pay attention to Ning Tao.

Ning Tao took out the medicinal materials in the cardboard box, processed them briefly, and then sorted them in. When the white snake was shed, he could make the primary prescription pill.

After getting the medicinal materials, Ning Tao took out his cell phone and took a look at the time. It was only four o'clock in the afternoon, and it was still early before the appointment with Bai Jing. He simply took out the fragments he had found from Panjiayuan.

There are eighteen pieces in total, each piece has different sizes and shapes.

Ning Tao held a piece of fragment in his hand, opened the state of looking and hearing in his eyes and nose, and carefully "diagnosed".

The material of the fragments is still difficult to determine. They are not metal or fragments of porcelain. The feel and weight of the hand, as well as the material characteristics observed by the eyes are very similar to those of a kind of rock. There are some strange patterns and patterns on the surface of the fragments, but they are very blurry and cannot be seen clearly.

"Can it be a magic weapon?" Ning Tao had such an idea in his mind.

It has spiritual energy, strange patterns and patterns, and it is indeed very similar to the magic weapon described in Xianxia novels.

Ning Tao pieced all the pieces together and got the shape of a broken inkstone. The pieces sold to him by the mustache were not all, at least half were missing.

Ning Tao felt a little disappointed when he lost half of a treasure.

"After I finish the white snake shed, I will go to the deep pool to see it, maybe I can find other fragments." Ning Tao made up his mind. He wrapped the fragments and placed them on the shelf where the Tiangou Cauldron and the rotten cauldron were placed.

The golden Tiangou Cauldron and the thick ancient style of broken cauldron entered their sight, and an inspiration suddenly flashed through Ning Tao's mind.

He has used all three cauldrons in Tianwai Clinic to refine beautiful ointment and spices, but only Meixiang Cauldron can succeed, and neither the Tiangou Cauldron nor the rotten cauldron can do it. But whether it is the Tiangou Cauldron or the rotten cauldron must have its own uniqueness. Even the Tiangou Cauldron left by Chen Pingdao, it must be useful. After all, Chen Pingdao is a cultivator who has lived for thousands of years. The owner of the previous generation Tianwai Clinic, how could the things he left behind be average?

"Broken, broken...Broken Cauldron is not a repair of things, right?" This is the inspiration that Ning Tao suddenly got.

Meixiang can turn ordinary medicinal herbs and ingredients into treasures.

Broken or broken, isn’t it just a special tripod used to repair things?

As soon as the inspiration was settled, Ning Tao couldn't wait to take the fragments and the rotten cauldron to the open space in the middle of the clinic, and then put all the fragments into the rotten cauldron.

After making preparations, Ning Tao converted his spiritual power into pill fire, and then put his palms on the wall of the broken tripod.

Buzzing...

The broken tripod made a sound of the tripod, and the sound was like thousands of monks chanting scriptures, like the coming of the great way, vast and vast.

Under the elixir fire, the complex patterns and patterns on the rotten tripod became bright one by one. When it was bright, a black and white flame suddenly rose from the tripod! This scene was like Ge Ming showing off his skills to the children in the kitchen of the Sunshine Orphanage, deliberately pouring a spoonful of oil into the reddish pot, and a large ball of flame ignited from the pot.

This has never happened to Meifan ointment and Tengu Cauldron, and even when using rotten cauldron to refine Meifan ointment and spices, it has appeared now, which shows that his guess is correct. It is a special tripod used to repair things!

Buzzing...

As the sound of the tripod was heard, the black and white elixir fire burned wildly, but Ning Tao could not see the changes in the tripod. He could only see the elixir fire that was amplified and enhanced by the broken tripod, and his eyes were filled with fire.

A full quarter of an hour passed, Ning Tao became more and more tired, and the alchemy fire in the rotten cauldron became weaker and weaker. This kind of refining consumed much more spiritual power than refining beautiful balm and spices, and he could not hold on for a quarter of an hour.

He really couldn't hold on anymore, so Ning Tao was forced to collect the Dan Fire and left the rotten cauldron with his palms.

The black and white flames disappeared, and more than a dozen pieces of the rotten cauldron were connected together, forming a black inkstone that was only two-thirds. However, the cracks of the residual inkstone were still very obvious and were not firm.

Ning Tao carefully took out the broken inkstone that was not strongly bonded. The heavy weight was much larger than when it existed as a fragment.

"It's indeed not an ordinary thing!" Ning Tao exclaimed in his heart, and then awakened the state of looking and hearing skills of his eyes and nose.

The result is very different from before "smoking".

The patterns and patterns on the inkstone are obviously clear and can be seen clearly at a glance. The patterns are patterns, crisscrossing like rivers on the earth. The patterns are not patterns, but mysterious runes.

Ning Tao looked left and right, but after watching for a long time, he couldn't understand it. After all, he was just a rookie in cultivation. The basic introductory cultivation techniques he used were only to teach him how to practice spiritual power, convert alchemy fire, etc., which were all very basic things, and he did not involve the knowledge and skills of runes. Therefore, even if he saw clearly, he would be blind.

In addition, the spiritual energy released by the inkstone that barely bonded together was several times higher than before "replenishing", he could even feel a magical energy flowing faintly in the inkstone. However, he still didn't know what it was.

No matter how long this situation is studied, there will be no result. Ning Tao ended the diagnosis of Wangshu and Wenshu, and he put the rotten cauldron and the broken inkstone back on the shelves. During this process, he had a plan in his mind, "With this rotten cauldron, why don't I expand the business of the clinic? I can not only treat people, but also repair broken magic tools. Even if I don't make rent for good and evil, I can still earn medicinal materials and materials for alchemy from cultivators or demons!"

Ning Tao's gaze moved to the golden Tiangou Cauldron again.

Meixiang Ding is used to refine medicinal materials and spices, and of course it is the best choice for refining primary prescription pills.

The broken cauldron is used to repair broken magic weapons, so it is spared by refining alchemy. It is definitely a wrong choice to waste materials.

So, what is this golden big belly Tengou Cauldron used for?

Ning Tao stared at the Tiangou Ding for a while, and inexplicably said, "Chen Pingdao, Chen Pingdao, this is not your dog bowl for dinner, right?"
Chapter completed!