The steps were correct, but the taste at the end was indescribable.
The book clearly said that it was refreshing and delicious.
But the reality was that it tasted strange and hard to swallow.
Old Wu looked at Su Xiaolu suspecting Minggu Medical Book. He seemed to have seen himself when he was young. He couldn't help but laugh and say, "Yes, you're right. Ancestors lied to us. Medicine is medicine. How can it be delicious?"
Therefore, this was definitely a problem with the inheritance of the medical books!
The simplest medicinal cuisine was medicinal porridge. It was said to be a very refreshing porridge. It was fragrant, and with side dishes, it could whet one's appetite.
But he couldn't do it, and neither could his gifted apprentice. That meant it was the medical books' fault!
The master and disciple tacitly agreed on this matter.
