Done!
Perfection achieved!
Gazing at the whole bowl in front of him, which had already taken on a white hue and emitted a pleasant medicinal fragrance, Xiao Yi let out a long sigh, laid down the last tool in his hand, a mixing rod, and a hint of satisfaction appeared on his face.
Strictly speaking, aside from the rushed attempt last time, this was his first serious endeavor in making this ointment, and he hadn't expected the process to go even smoother than he had imagined.
The output, both in quantity and quality, was quite impressive.
Although a few of the ingredients had been changed, the effects should still be quite remarkable, probably much better than those ointments sold outside.
After taking another long sigh, Xiao Yi finally put away the proud look on his face and picked up the last tool to start the final task—bottling.
