The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

The donkey-hide gelatin dried up very quickly in the space. Ye Xiuying wrapped it with gold foil paper. Wen Qingcheng took the donkey-hide gelatin and rode to the county town to deliver the goods. She also bought some gold foil paper. She didn't have much gold foil paper in her space and it was all used up now.

There were not many patients at Lianjitang today, and when Wen Qingcheng went there, Doctor Wang happened to be there. "Madam Wen is here, let me tell you..." Doctor Wang was very excited to see Wen Qingcheng, and shared with her the case of using donkey-hide gelatin for patients.

Wen Qingcheng knew that donkey-hide gelatin would definitely work, not to mention that it was made with spiritual spring water from the space, which has healing properties. However, Wen Qingcheng was still very happy to hear the patient's feedback, and said with a smile: "Doctor Wang, here are four pounds of donkey-hide gelatin for you. The pot I use now is not big, and it can only produce four pounds of gelatin at most each time."

Doctor Wang took it and said, "I'll give four kilograms to that family first, and then I'll give it to you after I sell it."

Wen Qingcheng smiled and waved her hands, "There's no rush."

"Donkey hide gelatin is dry, so it won't go bad. Please make some and give it to me. I want to give some donkey hide gelatin to patients with insufficient qi and blood."

"Okay, I'll bring it to you in two or three days." Wen Qingcheng paused and said, "By the way, Doctor Wang, I've passed the pharmacist exam and I'm going to open a pharmaceutical workshop."

Doctor Wang's eyes lit up and he asked happily, "Great, where is it? In your village?"

"Yes, it's in my backyard. It used to be an oil press. I'm renovating it now and I need to buy equipment. I haven't gone to the Zushihui to handle the formalities yet."

Wen Qingcheng originally wanted to open a workshop and only boil gelatin, but after thinking about it, she finally renovated it once, and it was impossible to just boil gelatin all the time. Later, she would make gelatin into different dosage forms, so she would need to go to the Qihuang Patriarch Association to go through the formal procedures to open a medicine workshop. Even if it was just boiling gelatin, it was indeed used for medical purposes. If it was not opened as a medicine workshop and produced as an ordinary workshop, it would be discovered by the Patriarch Association and there would be a lot of trouble.

"Just prescribe it boldly. This stuff is indeed effective. To be honest, I didn't dare to give it to the patient directly at the time. Instead, I gave it to my wife first. After she took a few doses and was fine, I gave it to the patient. After a few days, she told me that it had obvious effects."

"Donkey hide gelatin is absolutely safe, but it also needs to be dialectically verified. You can promote it with confidence. I will open a pharmaceutical factory right away, and then we can start mass production."

"Then I wish you good luck in your opening in advance!" After saying this, the two of them laughed out loud at the same time.

Wen Qingcheng left Lianjitang and headed for the blacksmith shop. She remembered that when she was working at Wangji, there was a blacksmith shop on a nearby street that made everything, including farm tools, kitchen utensils, and swords. But she didn't know if a big glue boiling pot and a stirring shovel like the one Wen Qingcheng designed could be made.

I rode all the way to the blacksmith's shop and could hear the crisp sound of "ding ding dang dang" as the hammer hit the iron block on the iron felt from a distance.

The exterior of the blacksmith shop looked very plain, with only a simple sign that read "Old Soldier's Blacksmith Shop". The wooden door was open. Wen Qingcheng tied up his horse and walked in. The air was filled with smoke and a fire was burning. Several blacksmiths, dressed in ragged short clothes, were busy working, sweating profusely.

The walls were covered with various tools and ironware, hoes, sickles, iron guns, axes, etc. Wen Qingcheng watched from afar as Master Ma from the blacksmith shop was forging a spear. With one blow of the hammer, sparks flew everywhere. Then, he put the red-hot iron into cold water. With a "hiss", the temperature dropped sharply. Master Ma quickly took out the iron gun in his hand, and gave a few instructions to the two apprentices behind him. He looked up and noticed Wen Qingcheng in the courtyard.

"Hey, little girl, stay away from the fire." Master Ma shouted and walked towards Wen Qingcheng.

Wen Qingcheng took a few steps back and looked up. The blacksmith was about forty years old, dark and strong, with a deep and magnetic voice.

Wen Qingcheng held her design in her hand. "Master, I want to make a big pot."

"Oh, sure. For cooking at home, right?" Master Ma understood immediately. There are only a few sizes of pots used for cooking at home. After saying that, he took Wen Qingcheng to see samples, choose thickness, and then pay.

Wen Qingcheng saw that the blacksmith was impatient, so she quickly handed over the design and said, "This is not an ordinary cooking pot. My family runs a medicine shop and we need to build a large pot. This is the design with the dimensions marked on it. See if you can make it."

Master Ma smiled and said, "Your pot is quite big, and it's a copper pot. An ordinary blacksmith shop can't make it, but you've come to the right place. It can be made."

"What about this spatula?" Wen Qingcheng brought up the design below and showed it to him. Master Ma frowned slightly and adjusted the drawing several angles.

"This is right." Wen Qingcheng helped him straighten it manually.

"What kind of spatula is this? I've never seen it before. How do I use it?"

Wen Qingcheng smiled and said, "Actually, it's not really a spatula. It's a scraper to prevent the pan from sticking. There's also a control handle here that's connected to the edge of the pot and can be removed." Wen Qingcheng pointed at the drawing and explained while watching the blacksmith's reaction.

"I see. As long as there are drawings, we can make it."

The blacksmith's straightforwardness surprised Wen Qingcheng. She didn't expect it to be so smooth. She said happily, "Great, it will be done in a few days."

"You don't have a ready-made mold for this scraper. It's quite delicate and has many components. If you don't need to use it right away, wait six or seven days."

Wen Qingcheng nodded: "Six or seven days is fine. I will come over at any time during this period. Let's communicate more."

"Okay, but you have to pay the deposit first. You want it custom made, and you want it made entirely of copper. I have to buy it for you now. Little girl, I tell you clearly that the price is more expensive than ordinary ironware."

"how much is it?"

"It's hard to say for sure now. I estimate... I mean, I estimate it will be more than 10 taels of silver. You should prepare taels. The deposit is taels."

Wen Qingcheng also bargained like Ye Xiuying, and said with a light cough, "Cheaper."

"When it's done, you can bargain with me. Don't worry, I won't lie and I won't charge you more."

Seeing that he was a generous man, Wen Qingcheng didn't say anything more and took out a ten-liang silver ingot from the small cloth bag she carried with her.

The blacksmith took it and said, "Okay, I'll accept the ten taels deposit. Wait here and I'll write you a receipt. What's your name and which village you're from? I'll write it down."

"Wen Qingcheng from Crescent Moon Village, what's your name, Master?"

"My last name is Ma. You can call me Lao Ma or Master Ma."

Soon, the blacksmith came out of the house with a certificate in his hand. Wen Qingcheng unfolded it, took a look, and put it into the bag after finding no problem.