Master of Ten Thousand Foxes
Chapter 550 - 302: I Must Make a Drink for Master! (2)
But overall, the impact is not significant...
This old immortal spent one hundred and twenty years studying Dragon Snake Grass.
He recorded the changes in Dragon Snake Grass through each season of cold and heat.
A few years were missing, but as long as they weren’t crucial years, it didn’t matter much.
Reaching the end.
[...The Dragon Snake Grass I bred over one hundred and twenty years has its medicinal properties rise and fall, sometimes strong, sometimes weak. Its yield fluctuates, sometimes high, sometimes low. Observations and records of the seed data are also repeatedly inconsistent, sometimes contradictory...]
[...Standing in the grass field, looking around, a hundred years of time clearly in view. A vast grass field, countless fertilizers, countless grass seeds, all resulting in nothing, everything wasted...]
[...And with the end of my life approaching, the remaining time may not be enough to grow another season of Dragon Snake Grass...]
[...At this moment, I feel ashamed before the Pill Palace, ashamed beneath the Yellow Springs before the immortals, and ashamed to future generations before the grave and tombstone...]
Bai Mo sighed deeply.
The Immortal Path is arduous, with so many persevering, yet ultimately no result.
But... these experimental data are not without value.
Having learned some probability theory and mathematical statistics before, Bai Mo glimpsed a sliver of insight from the old immortal’s experimental records, and he opened his laptop to input and organize the data.
After a burst of typing, he observed further, pondered a bit, and suddenly had an epiphany.
"Ha, so that’s it!"
Just as he was about to rejoice for a moment, a strong scent of anise wafted into Bai Mo’s nose.
It turned out to be Wind Chasing Claw, who had unknowingly come to the bedside, holding a cup of liquor with its front paw, ready for the master to drink.
"Ying ying ying!"
This was its special Anise Triple Combo!
Anise liquor with anise syrup and anise powder, slightly heated, and finally carbonated water added, guaranteed to taste super good!
Bai Mo wrinkled his brow, looking at that bubbling green murky liquid, smelling the intense anise odor that stung his nostrils, resisting the urge to sneeze.
"Good...good...so fragrant, you drink it yourself...Master can’t get used to anise..."
"Aoooo!"
It was Star Belly, proudly holding up its front paw, offering Master its special Lemon Soy Milk Pickled Vegetable Cocktail!
This cup contained all its favorite things!
Guaranteed Master would like it too!
Bai Mo tugged at his mouth corner, looking at this strange mixture, it looked just like something vomited after drinking...
The key point being, why is there pickled vegetable on that bar counter?
"Good...good, good! Very imaginative! Master doesn’t want to drink tonight, you drink it!"
Bai Mo raised his eyes and saw dozens of disciples, full of excitement, lining up to offer drinks to Master!
As his eyes swept over those dozens of cups, Bai Mo felt very emotional... Wind Chasing Claw’s Anise Triple Combo was actually the most normal?
The disciples’ imagination was wickedly rich, adding all sorts of strange things to the liquor, like spicy chili oil, wasabi paste, peanut oil, sesame paste...
Bai Mo quickly waved with a smile.
"Everyone go drink!
"Don’t mind Master!
"I don’t want to drink tonight!"
The foxes looked at each other, holding their specially concocted fine wines, feeling quite dejected.
Such good wine, Master doesn’t want to drink today?
"Ying ying ying?"
"Aoooo?"
They furrowed their brows, pondered for a moment, and then each started smiling again.
If Master doesn’t want to drink today, then wait for tomorrow!
"Ying ying ying!"
"Aoooo!"
They cheered up again!
Tomorrow the bar counter will have new offerings!
Things like pork scraps, cilantro bits, fermented black beans, scallion snot... Tomorrow they can make even better drinks for Master!
Bai Mo understood his disciples’ thoughts too well, and seeing their smiles, he quickly thought of an excuse to permanently dissuade them from making drinks for him, when suddenly, he heard a commotion from the bar counter in the distance.
"Ying ying ying?"
"Aoooo?"
"Ying ying aoooo?"
What happened?
Bai Mo got out of bed, with a group of disciples following to take a look.
They saw that the metal canister used to hold various liquids at the bar counter was leaking!
Liquor was pouring out through the seams of the metal!
Puddles were everywhere on the ground, and the hall was filled with the aroma of various liquors.
A dozen apprentices rushed ahead, bustling, to take down the canister.
"Ying ying ying?"
A large portion of the disciples were wide-eyed, with mouths wide open, extremely disappointed.
They hadn’t even gotten their turn, their cocktail plans were ready, and they were preparing to make them for Master, but the bar counter broke first?
How disappointed Master would be?
"Aoo ao ao?"
The craftsmen department’s big pockets, overalls, etc., were even more frustrated!
Clearly, it was well-crafted, so why is this jar still leaking alcohol?
"Ying ying ying?"
Peach Blossom Eyes lay down on the crack of the cherry sweet wine jar, licking with its mouth to drink.
Such fine wine, it’d be a waste not to savor it!
Swish...
Bai Mo reached out, picked up Peach Blossom Eyes, and held it in his arms.
"What are you doing?"
"Aren’t you afraid of it being dirty?"
He patted Peach Blossom Eyes on the head and wiped its mouth as Bai Mo glanced at the bar counter, feeling relieved inside.
"Haha... uh..."
He stifled his laughter.
"This, it seems our craftsmanship has an issue.
"Our metalwork is still quite rough.
"For example, our cars often have abnormal noises.
"Or our metal wine jars might leak alcohol.
"Which means our metalwork isn’t precise enough.
"This problem... let’s solve it together.
"As for the bar... tomorrow, we’ll have the cafeteria brew a few types of wine for everyone first."
The foxes lowered their heads and drooped their ears.
"Aoo?"
"Ying?"
Cafeteria-brewed wine?
The cafeteria’s wine is drinkable but lacks imagination, lacks spirit, and doesn’t show their creativity!
The foxes in the craftsmen department looked at each other, each pair of dark red fox eyes shining with a determined light!
For the development of Fox Mountain!
For the honor of the craftsmen department!
So that the cars won’t have abnormal noises!
To blend fine wine for the master!
This high-precision metalcraft must be conquered!
...
"Can this... be deciphered?"
North Suburb Base, Immortal Grass Analysis Center.
Bai Mo sat in front of the computer, typing away.
Qu Hailou and Professor Fang stood behind him with serious expressions, watching Bai Mo.
The fox apprentice, Chive Bun, wearing a white coat identical to his master’s, stood on the table, eating a chive and egg bun, nodding occasionally, as if he understood his master’s code.
Professor Fang and Qu Hailou were taken aback, an Immortal Beast can understand this stuff?
The Immortal Beast waved its paw, signaling Qu Hailou to step up.
"What... what advice do you have?"
Chive Bun pointed to the inside of the bun, gesturing.
"Aoo aoo aoo!"
Why are there no vermicelli in this bun!
Two years ago, when it and its master first came to the present world, it devoured ten chive buns, remembering clearly that they should contain chives, eggs, shrimp shells, vermicelli, and mushrooms, each ingredient indispensable!
Qu Hailou looked at the bun, not understanding what it said.
He picked up the soy milk beside him and handed it over.
"Don’t choke, Immortal Beast!"
Calling Expert Bai Mo over early in the morning was really out of necessity, they encountered a big problem in the Immortal Grass analysis that they couldn’t solve.
Bai Mo was adjusting the algorithm, occasionally running a test to see the results.
"Huh? Are you analyzing, not Immortal Grass, but medicinal soups this time?"
Qu Hailou quickly nodded.
"Yes, yes!
"Does it relate to the algorithm?
"Does it need major modifications?"
Bai Mo’s Divine Sense spread out like the wind, scanning the samples "Five Red Boiling Soup" in the corner of the lab cabinet, a dozen in total, made by different people.
The Immortal Committee possessed Seven Extremes Purple, Gray Shadow Flower, Yunluo Grass, Red Scorpion Tail, and several other mass-produced herbs, matching this Five Red Boiling Soup perfectly.
The dozen or so medicinal soups varied in refining quality.
Yet somehow, it felt strange?
The Five Red Boiling Soup shouldn’t be particularly challenging to refine, right?
With Mo Lanyou’s standards, refining should be quite easy!
He mulled it over, typed a new segment of code, saved it, and ran the image modeling program again.