After rebirth, she killed her best friend and took over the scumbag's kingdom

Feng Qiongzhu stayed in the pharmacy for an incense stick of time. She carefully checked all of Doctor Du's medicinal materials, flipping them over and over again. The scene seemed a little chaotic.

The two maids stood aside, looking at each other, and did not dare to go up to help because they did not know which medicinal herbs Feng Qiongzhu needed.

They were worried that if Dr. Du came back and saw the horrible mess of medicinal herbs in the room, he would go crazy.

After Feng Qiongzhu selected a large number of medicinal herbs, she said to the two maids, "Okay, that's all. Help me move them to the medicine stove. I'll be responsible for making the ointment."

Ren Dong and Nuan Chun immediately started to work, and couldn't help asking, "Girl, there are so many herbs, two large baskets, can you finish them today?"

Feng Qiongzhu smiled lightly, with a sly look in her eyes: "I probably won't be able to finish it today, it's okay, I can do it tomorrow, I'll sort out what I need first."

Honeysuckle and Nuanchun looked at each other. Although they were a little worried, they still obediently moved the herbs to the medicine stove.

Feng Qiongzhu looked at the two large baskets full of medicinal herbs and couldn't help feeling a little nervous. She had just picked almost half of Old Man Du's herbs. Would the old man really come with a knife to cause trouble for her?

Feng Qiongzhu sorted the herbs one by one and told Ren Dong, "You are strong, so you will be responsible for cutting and grinding these herbs into powder."

"Okay, girl," Honeysuckle nodded in agreement, rolled up her sleeves and prepared to start cutting herbs.

Feng Qiongzhu said to Nuanchun again: "Nuanchun, come and help me light the fire, but first go to the front yard to get some water, and ask a few guards to bring a few more buckets of water."

After saying that, Feng Qiongzhu changed her mind again: "Forget it, you just light the fire here, I'll go outside and ask someone to fetch some water, and chop some more firewood, there's not enough firewood here."

"Okay." Nuanchun moved the firewood and started working quickly.

Feng Qiongzhu looked at their busy figures and felt that it was good to have someone to help her so that she didn't have to work herself to death.

"You come, you come too, and a few more people can help me carry a few buckets of water, and the rest can help me chop firewood," Feng Qiongzhu rudely ordered all the guards in the courtyard to work.

Ever since everyone knew that she was the apprentice of the ghost doctor Ji Wuming and could save his son's life, Feng Qiongzhu's status in the courtyard rose sharply and everyone was willing to obey her orders.

Feng Qiongzhu lay leisurely in the rocking chair, sipping fragrant tea and directing their busy figures.

Chopping wood, fetching water, cutting herbs, grinding herbal powder, everything was done in an orderly manner.

Feng Qiongzhu asked them to pour the ground powder into a pot of boiling water, and also specially ordered a strong male guard to stir the pot continuously with a wooden stick.

Yes, Feng Qiongzhu gave up on the medicine stove because she thought it was too small, so she asked someone to bring a big pot and asked the guards to bring a few big stones to make a temporary stove that could hold the big pot.

After all the two baskets of medicinal materials were chopped and ground into powder, they were all poured into the pot and started to boil.

The whole yard was filled with a strong medicinal fragrance.

Someone even whispered cautiously: "To cook so many herbs at once, do all the Ghost Doctor's disciples have such miraculous abilities?"

Another person responded: "Who knows? Who dares to ask the ghost doctor's disciples? Let's get to work quickly."

Feng Qiongzhu heard the discussions, but she didn't pay any attention to them and continued to doze off in the rocking chair.

Before falling asleep, he did not forget to remind the guard not to stop stirring.

The guard secretly groaned in his heart, feeling that he had been careless and as if he had boarded a pirate ship and could not get off.

An hour later.

"Bang bang bang" Feng Qiongzhu was awakened by a knock on the door.

Honeysuckle quickly got up to open the door. As soon as she opened the door, Aunt Li sneezed because of the herbal smell in the room: "Qiongzhu girl, I made you a bird's nest. Do you want to eat it here or outside?"

Feng Qiongzhu sat up briskly from the rocking chair, with a smile on her face: "I'll eat here. I still have to watch them boil the medicine and control the heat. Honeysuckle, bring it over here."

Taking the bowl handed over by Jin Dong, he asked with concern: "How is the medicine going? Hey! Hey, keep stirring it over there, or it will burn."

The guard who was stirring with the wooden stick felt miserable. He felt it was more tiring than training in the martial arts field. Several people had already been replaced.

He could only force himself to continue stirring, secretly swearing in his heart that he would never do this job again next time.

Either follow the prince to climb the mountain to look for clues, or follow Doctor Du to the mountain to collect herbs, either way it's all up the mountain.

Feng Qiongzhu noticed that these people were tired and listless, and realized that she might have overworked them.

She observed the consistency of the ointment and thought it was about right, so she quickly asked them to stop: "Okay, I think this ointment can hardly be stirred anymore, it should be enough, you all go and rest."

Upon hearing this, the guards felt relieved and fled from the pharmacy one after another.

"Oh my god! This is so tiring! This is more tiring than running fifty laps around the training ground!"

"I don't know what Miss Feng is doing with such a big pot of black stuff."

"I won't stay here next time. I'll just follow them up the mountain!"

A group of guards escaped from the West House Pharmacy and whispered in the courtyard.

Ren Dong and Nuan Chun also came over curiously to look at the black stuff in the pot, and couldn't help asking, "Girl, you boiled so much at once, it looks black, is it medicine for the prince? How do you use it?"

Feng Qiongzhu was enjoying the bird's nest stewed by Aunt Li, and was full of admiration in her heart.

Although I have eaten a lot of bird's nests stewed with blood swallows in the palace in my previous life, they are never as delicious as the one stewed by Aunt Li.

She secretly admired Aunt Li's cooking skills. It was that sickly girl who knew how to enjoy life and never forgot to bring a good cook with her when she went out to do business.

Hearing Ren Dong's question, she explained: "This is not the medicine made for your prince. This is made for me."

"Girl, how can you use so many medicines by yourself?"

Feng Qiongzhu was happy: "Silly Honeysuckle, this is not for eating. It is an ointment I specially prepared for myself. Apply it on your face to make you more beautiful and fairer. When the time comes, I will give you some. You two can try it."

The two were stunned after hearing this. It turned out that they had been busy for the whole morning, and this ointment was used to whiten the face. They had never heard that the ointment had such an effect.

Honeysuckle was very happy to hear this: "Girl, is that true? Can this ointment really make us white? Will you really give us some? When Nuanchun and I were training in the Dark Guard Camp, we were exposed to the scorching sun every day. Now, with you, we finally have a chance to become fair-skinned."

Feng Qiongzhu said affirmatively: "Of course it is true. However, although the ointment is ready, it still needs to wait for a few hours to cool down, and then be sealed in a pottery jar for preservation. I see there are no pottery jars here, so you have to send someone out to buy some this afternoon."

"Got it, girl. I'll go buy it this afternoon and let Nuanchun stay at home to take care of you."

"I know." Nuanchun also smiled happily.