On the charcoal stove, there was only a palm-sized fragment of a tile left.
It was obviously the bottom part of a pot.
Of course, a fragment of debris wouldn't be enough to shock Old Master Jiang.
What truly made him incredulous were the few dragon-eye-pit-sized brown elixir pills suspended above the tile fragment.
These few elixir pills seemed to be enveloped by a mysterious energy, suspended about three centimeters above the tile.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Old Master Jiang could hardly believe such miraculous methods existed in this world.
Just relying on refining, it forms pills, without needing to knead?
Pills suspended three centimeters, without any external force pulling them, even Newton's coffin lid wouldn't hold.
"Huff!"
At the same time, Qin Chuan let out a sigh of relief, reached out his hand, and grasped those elixir pills.
The pills were scorching hot, yet he seemed oblivious to it, his face carrying a hint of joy.
"Finally, it worked."
Qin Chuan muttered to himself.
Actually, if it weren't for not having the Alchemy Furnace, he would have succeeded on his first try.
But, constrained by financial difficulties, and not knowing where to find an Alchemy Furnace, he had to make do.
Fortunately, it didn't disappoint.
Finally managed to refine a batch.
A total of six elixir pills, the quality was passable, barely considered an elixir pill.
As for the efficacy, it certainly couldn't compare to those refined with the Alchemy Furnace.
However, Qin Chuan estimated it should still be better than Huayuan Kidney Treasure.
The question is, how much should they sell for.
Moreover, how to sell them was another issue.
Thinking of this, Qin Chuan turned back instinctively, and then got startled.
"Why do you walk so silently?"
Qin Chuan was too engrossed earlier, so he hadn't heard the grandfather and grandson speaking. He only realized now that they were standing behind him.
Old Master Jiang, too excited to explain, urgently asked, "Mr. Qin, is this...successfully refined?"
Qin Chuan nodded, not hiding anything.
Because he wanted to leave these Yang Gathering Pills at Tongde Hall for consignment.
This place dealt with many patients.
Furthermore, Tongde Hall had some expertise in evaluating the value of medicines.
Entrusting them with the sale and asking them to help set the price was undoubtedly the most suitable choice.
After hearing Qin Chuan's thoughts, Old Master Jiang readily agreed.
"The price needs to match the efficacy; too high, it won't sell, too low, it's a loss."
Old Master Jiang pondered for a while and finally suggested, "How about this, we first select a patient, sell one at the price of ordinary medicine, see the effects after taking it, and then set the final price. What do you think, Mr. Qin?"
"No problem, I'm with Mr. Jiang."
Qin Chuan nodded and then casually handed the six elixir pills to Old Master Jiang.
"Careful, careful..."
Old Master Jiang took them cautiously and then had a disciple fetch a rosewood box to place them in carefully.
Seeing him treat it so solemnly, Qin Chuan found it a bit amusing.
"By the way, Mr. Jiang, there's something else I'd like to ask you."
Qin Chuan asked, "Do you know where I can buy an Alchemy Furnace, preferably an old item, the older the better?"
"Is Mr. Qin planning to buy one?"
"I'm interested, but I don't have the money now, just want to know the price first."
To achieve good work, one must first sharpen their tools. If he really could find an Alchemy Furnace, buying one would be quite necessary.
However, with his current means, finding a genuine Alchemy Furnace was very difficult.
Old Master Jiang was well-known, perhaps he might have a few channels.
"Alright, I'll have someone help look it up for you." Old Master Jiang agreed.
"Thank you, Mr. Jiang."
Qin Chuan bowed his thanks.
"No worries, it's my honor to assist Mr. Qin." Old Master Jiang said with a smile.
Afterward, the two exchanged for a while longer.
During this time, Old Master Jiang took the opportunity to consult Qin Chuan on many medical questions.
Qin Chuan was forthcoming with his knowledge, occasionally needing to consult Old Master Jiang as well.
Old Master Jiang also shared everything willingly.
Exchanges continued until dusk, and seeing it was getting late, Qin Chuan prepared to depart.
"I'm about to leave too; Mr. Qin, how about I give you a ride?"
Finally getting a chance to speak, Wen Yaxin eagerly chimed in.
Qin Chuan initially wanted to refuse, but Old Master Jiang also interjected, "Since that's the case, Yaxin, escort Mr. Qin for your grandpa."
With the conversation heading this way, Qin Chuan couldn't refuse anymore.
Shortly after, a red Audi A4 stopped in front of Qin Chuan.
As Qin Chuan opened the rear door, Wen Yaxin said, "Mr. Qin, sorry about the mess in the back, please sit up front."
Seeing two cardboard boxes in the rear, Qin Chuan silently closed the door and took the front passenger seat.
After bidding farewell to Old Master Jiang, Wen Yaxin drove him away from Tongde Hall.
"Mr. Qin, heading home for dinner?" Wen Yaxin asked proactively.
Qin Chuan nodded, "Just call me Qin Chuan, or Qin the classmate."
The name "Mr. Qin" sounded fine from Old Master Jiang, but hearing Wen Yaxin say it always felt odd.
"Would you mind having a meal with me, Qin the classmate?" Wen Yaxin said with a smile.
Qin Chuan, hearing this, glanced at her skeptically, suspecting she had something up her sleeve.
"Another day, I need to head home now." Qin Chuan politely declined.
"It's just a meal, what are you afraid of, Qin the classmate?"
Wen Yaxin wasn't giving Qin Chuan the chance to refuse, turned the steering wheel, and drove into a mall.
"Wait here, I'll go to the restroom."
After parking, Wen Yaxin picked up a large bag and went into the mall's restroom.
Qin Chuan pursed his lips, his expression showing some annoyance.
He wasn't sure what Wen Yaxin was plotting, and remained wary.
But he had to respect Old Master Jiang, since he helped with both selling herbs and pills.
Might as well go through with it.
With that in mind, Qin Chuan took out his phone and sent a message to his stepmother, letting her know he wouldn't be home for dinner.
About ten minutes passed, and Wen Yaxin appeared again.
However, this time she had changed into a different outfit.
She wore a tight-fitting camisole on top, revealing toned abs and a round, full figure.
Below was a pair of denim shorts that barely covered her, with straight legs looking icy pale.
Paired with white sneakers, her legs seemed endlessly long.
Within just ten minutes, Wen Yaxin transformed from a graceful lady into a fiery spirit.
Qin Chuan glanced once and felt unexplainably warm.
"Let's go, Qin the classmate."
Wen Yaxin was pleased with Qin Chuan's reaction, a proud smile shining on her delicate face.
But soon, she noticed Qin Chuan's expression returned to normal.
To look once was instinct, to not look again was character.
Clearly, Qin Chuan was a man of character.
Nonetheless, this very character left Wen Yaxin slightly dissatisfied.
Was her attire still unable to attract Qin Chuan?
With this thought, Wen Yaxin proactively intertwined Qin Chuan's arm, pressing his elbow close to her chest, and coyly said, "Qin the classmate, shall we do something after dinner? Like...me?"