Two hours later, the preparation of the Aconite was complete.
Li Xu took them out to cool, then placed them in a mortar with the other medicinal herbs.
The sound of grinding was exceptionally clear in the quiet courtyard. The herbs gradually turned into a fine powder, releasing a complex aroma—a mixture of spiciness, bitterness, and a fresh fragrance.
"Time to prepare the base." Li Xu took out a copper pot and poured in sesame oil. "It has to be a copper pot. An iron one would affect the medicinal properties."
When the oil was about halfway heated, he carefully added the powdered herbs.
Instantly, fine bubbles appeared on the surface of the oil. A thick, medicinal fragrance billowed up, making Song Sisi sneeze several times in a row.
Thankfully, she had put on a mask beforehand.
Otherwise, the whole pot of medicine would have been ruined.
"Simmer on low heat until 'a drop forms a bead,'" Li Xu said, slowly stirring with a willow stick.
