Chapter 311 (2/2)

After another half hour, he failed the second time.

Failed ten times in a row.

Huan Qinyan's mental power was almost exhausted, and Huan Qinyan knew that the middle-level chef could cook hundreds of spiritual dishes, but only about ten times.

The next day in the space, the fantasy continues again.

Fortunately, her previous materials were well prepared, because it was the first time to make medicated diet and had psychological preparation.

I failed three or four times again. Other materials are OK, that is, marine flowers. There are only half of them left. I'm very distressed.

At the fifth time, finally, the ancient bowl space prompted: ”Ding, find medicinal diet, aphasia and Tongqiao, and treat dumb diseases...”

The smell of Yan Ding's dark food is revealed

All the ingredients inside have turned into a pot of thick juice. Huan Qinyan took it out with a small spoon and tasted it. He can't tell what it tastes like. It seems to have the taste of sea water. It's not good to drink, but it's not difficult to drink.

Spiritual food is usually made of pure spiritual ingredients, which have good taste.

The medicinal diet has many materials, many of which have medicinal properties, and the taste is a little worse.

Huan Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, like a treasure.

She quickly put it in a bowl. It's not much. It's about half a bowl.

Out of the space, I went to the imperial Medical Museum.

*****

In the dungeon.

The dream moon, which has been laughing and shouting wildly all day and night, suddenly stopped.

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