After Ye Qingcheng finished dinner, she disinfected Qingluo's wound, applied medicine, gave her an oral anti-inflammatory, and then told the two maids to go rest.
However, Luoluo, who had already settled into her role, brought over bath water and only went to rest after serving her mistress's bath.
Ye Qingcheng couldn't sleep so early, so she locked her room door and entered the Space.
She still had one Bone Regeneration Pill left to refine; now was a good time to make it.
The Bone Regeneration Pill wasn't just for treating broken hands and feet; it could cure any ailment related to bones. Simply put, no matter what problem your bones had—whether it was a fracture, a severed limb, or conditions like rheumatism, arthritis, or a slipped lumbar disc—one Bone Regeneration Pill would fix it all.
This was a second-grade pill, requiring double the medicinal materials of the Muscle Regeneration Pill, thus taking twice as long to refine, and the refining conditions also became stricter. However, that was for other Alchemists; for Ye Qingcheng, who possessed the Alchemy Furnace, none of this was an issue. She just needed to select the medicinal materials and add them according to the steps.
It just took longer. Although the medicinal materials were only doubled, the process required three hours, calculated based on outside time.
After entering the Space, Ye Qingcheng followed the steps she had just taken, opened the Alchemy Furnace, confirmed the medicinal materials, and began the pill refining.
Step by step, after adding all the medicinal materials, the Smart Screen displayed that the pill refining would be complete in seventy-two hours.
She waited and waited. In the outside world, this was only thirty-six minutes. During this time, she went to count her Ginseng. What she didn't know was that her most precious medicinal materials were currently the least valuable items in this Medicine Garden Space.
Of course, selling them to a pharmacy could still fetch hundreds of silver taels, and high-quality ones could even sell for tens of thousands of silver taels, but the fruits borne by her multicolored trees were the truly priceless items, sought after but rarely found.
However, after checking them again, she noticed those trees had only changed slightly, not significantly.
She hadn't thought to use her own detection System to check what kind of trees they were.
It was mainly because she was just starting to use it and hadn't gotten used to it yet, so she forgot.
The Medicine Garden Space contained the precious medicinal materials on one side, the five-colored trees on the other, the Bamboo House, and the well water in front of the Bamboo House.
Ye Qingcheng had nothing else to look at. After drinking some well water that made her feel refreshed, she walked back to the Bamboo House and searched around extensively, but she couldn't find her lost delicacies at all.
Dejected, she still went out to play with the Little Tiger for a while. Timing it perfectly, she re-entered the Space, and soon the refining was complete.
When she opened the medicine drawer full of anticipation, she was not disappointed; ten round, plump, white little fellows lay inside.
These were slightly larger than the Muscle Regeneration Pills, round like white pearls, with a hard texture. Ten pills were produced, the same quantity.
After admiring them for a while, she turned around, found the box containing the Dragon Bone Flower, and placed the Bone Regeneration Pills inside.
Once everything was done, she felt tired. She placed the Bone Regeneration Pills next to the Muscle Regeneration Pills, left the Space, lay down on the bed, pulled both Little Tigers close for a hug, and drifted into a sweet sleep.
The next morning, the two maids, Luoluo and Qingluo, woke up early, quietly prepared breakfast, then went to cut grass to feed the donkey, and also milked the goat and put the goat milk on to boil.
Ye Qingcheng only woke up after everything was done.
It wasn't that she was deliberately sleeping in; the two maids had gotten up before dawn to busy themselves.
When she walked out of her room, she smelled the aroma coming from the kitchen.
Luoluo immediately brought over the water for washing her face when she saw her emerge. "Miss, you're awake?"
"Mm! You made food?" Ye Qingcheng didn't stand on ceremony, walked over, washed her face and hands, while Qingluo was already waiting with a cloth.
"Miss, I made breakfast. I don't know how to make many fancy things, so I saw the meat bought yesterday in the kitchen and made shredded meat congee!" Qingluo explained softly. "Miss, wipe your hands!" She then offered the cloth.
"Fine! I'm not picky!" Ye Qingcheng was amused. This was the benefit of having maids! Yesterday she was gnawing on cold steamed buns, and today she had hot meat congee to drink.
"Miss, I've already gone up the mountain to cut grass and fed the donkey! I also cooked breakfast for the Little Tigers!" Luoluo said, not wanting to be outdone, as if claiming credit.
"Good, good! Rewards for everyone!" Ye Qingcheng patted their heads one by one. "Then let's quickly eat breakfast, feed Guai Guai and Dai Dai, and then head to town!"
"Are Guai Guai and Dai Dai the names of the Little Tigers?" Luoluo's eyes lit up. The names sounded so cute, though they lacked the dominance expected of tigers.
"Yes!" Ye Qingcheng nodded and walked toward the dining table.
The two girls quickly ran to serve rice; they had even boiled Boiled eggs for the Miss.
"From now on, one Boiled egg for each person in the morning! Don't just cook them for me! You two are a year older than me! Look how you're not even as tall as me! You need nourishment!" Ye Qingcheng looked disapprovingly at the Boiled egg in front of her.
Perhaps because they had never eaten so luxuriously, they never considered that they could also eat eggs, only thinking of giving all the good things to the Miss alone.
Actually, both of them had intended to make the meat congee only for the Miss, and they would just have some thin gruel. But the Miss had said yesterday that they should eat together and eat the same things!
"We understand, Miss!" Luoluo nodded, but she still didn't take it to heart. While she was moved, they couldn't be too presumptuous; they needed to be aware of their status as servants. Otherwise, if the Miss one day dismissed them, who would they cry to?
"Don't just nod without meaning it! Your Miss isn't lacking those few eggs! Alright, hurry up and eat! Finish quickly so we can set off!" Ye Qingcheng tapped the table to warn the two.
They knew the Miss wasn't poor; she had bought a lot yesterday, but they felt it was a waste to use such good things on themselves.
Huffing and puffing along the road to town, Ye Qingcheng Complained no less than eight hundred times about how useless this body was.
"You two must not forget, when we return, you absolutely must buy a Carriage! Absolutely must buy a Carriage! Walking back and forth is just too tiring! Too... tiring...!"
Ye Qingcheng gasped for air with her mouth open. Yesterday, when she went to town alone, it was the same, but since no one was there to listen to her Complain, it felt slightly better. But today, now that she had maids serving her, she started to Complain.
Mo Li was also Complaining along the way. He had arranged for others to gather intelligence while he followed this troublesome young lady.
He walked slowly, stopping frequently, having to wait for the others almost every few steps. This pace of travel was driving him crazy.
"Miss, even if we buy a Carriage, we don't know how to drive one!" Luoluo wasn't out of breath at all and kindly reminded Ye Qingcheng. "If Miss is really tired, I can carry you!"
"You carry me? You're shorter than me!" Ye Qingcheng was utterly dismissive. "If we can't drive a Carriage, we'll buy a Donkey. A Donkey is small and obedient."
As soon as Ye Qingcheng finished speaking, Mo Li burst out laughing. A Donkey is obedient?
That statement was almost the funniest thing he had ever heard. He was sure he would burst out laughing every time he thought of it.
Anyone who says a Donkey is obedient must never have heard the term 'stubborn donkey,' right?