Zhou Heng looked up at Boss Xue, searched on his face and hands, but saw no scars.

"Do you have scars?"

Boss Xue curled his lips and rolled up his sleeves. A purple scar came into his eyes, raising high like a bug, creeping on his arms. Achang shivered when he saw it.

"Ah, Brother Xue, what are you doing?"

Boss Xue touched the scar and before he could speak, Zhou Heng came over.

The scar is extremely dark in color and has traces of repeated healing. Looking at the curved shape, it is a bit half-moon-shaped. When you look at the arm, it turns out that the opposite side is the same.

"This is caused by the poisoned hunting clips that have been fed repeatedly and repeatedly. Ordinary hunting will not use such poisons. Even if you catch prey, you can't sell it. What forbidden place have you gone to?"

Boss Xue nodded, "This happened seven or eight years ago. It was snowing heavily in winter. I didn't know the depth at that time. I just chased a deer and ran to two mountains. I don't know where it was. There were many dead leaves on the ground at that time. I didn't expect it to be empty below. I fell in and was caught."

Achang was anxious and asked, "What's next?"

"Later, I woke up from the cold, opened the clip and quickly escaped from that place. When I looked back, I realized that the place I entered was a mountain top, with walls on both sides blocking it, and it seemed to be a closed place."

Zhou Heng narrowed his eyes and hunted for clip trap

Why are these very similar to Zhu Yunmo and the others injured? They are also traps. Pang Xiao’s hand was injured by a hidden weapon that was fed poison. All of this seems like such a coincidence.

"Now, do you know where that is?"

Boss Xue nodded, "It is said to be a royal hunting ground. In winter, royal relatives, princes and ministers come to hunt, but now they rarely come to Jinan Prefecture, mostly on the hunting ground on the north side of the capital."

Zhou Heng nodded and reached out to touch the scar nodules.

The skin is very stiff and the color is very dark. The effect of using horse oil cream alone will be very poor.

"If you want to completely remove this scar, you need to cut off these on the surface. I will do it for you at any time if you want."

Old Xue's head was like a rattle, and he quickly pulled his arm back.

"No, it's good to have scars. I'm just using it to help you test whether this scar removal medicine is easy to use."

Zhou Heng looked at him and said that if this guy is in modern times, he would be a militant. He would use him to test it. How about it, if the test is not easy to use, I won’t sell it anymore?

Before Zhou Heng could speak, Boss Xue was not polite. He found a porcelain bowl and collected all the remaining horse oil. Even the spoon was not wasted, and it was applied to the scar.

"It's OK, come on, how do you make this horse meat?"

Zhou Heng searched for seasonings and found that there were very few available, only star anise, cinnamon, soy sauce, mayonnaise, sugar, salt and other common seasonings, including onion, ginger, garlic and some vegetables on the ground.

"Achang went to the cabinet and found ten hawthorns. Brother Xue went to the alcohol workshop and poured me a bowl of wine. It was necessary to distillate it twice, so don't take one with too high altitude."

When Boss Xue heard that his eyes were lit, he approached Zhou Heng, his voice lowered a little, and asked:

"Well, can you make some wine at the end, and can you give me some drinks?"

Zhou Heng's cheeks trembled, "You're alcohol, are you drinking alcohol?"

"The degree is too high to drink. That cup is equivalent to ten cups of ordinary wine. It is too easy to get drunk if you drink it."

Mr. Xue had a pleading look on his face and stretched out a finger.

"Just one pot."

Zhou Heng glanced at him. This guy's eyes were so bright that he was playing a trick. At first glance, he was just a conspiracy. The so-called pot probably took a lot of money.

He grabbed a big bowl on the stove and handed it to Boss Xue.

"At most this bowl is not even a drop."

Boss Xue was not greedy, and ran away with a smile. Soon after, he quickly returned with two bowls of wine. He handed the small bowl to the servant beside Zhou Heng, and walked aside with a big bowl.

Zhou Heng looked at the horse meat in the basin. It had been iced for an hour and all the blood was soaked out. Zhou Heng looked up at the servant.

"You take out the horse meat, put it in the pot of boiling water and cook it for a little, clean the blood foam, and then remove the meat. I will now mix the juice."

The servant stepped forward and put the meat into the water with a hook-like thing. In an instant, a lot of foam splattered. He quickly beat the blood foam clean as Zhou Heng ordered.

Zhou Heng found a basin, added onion and ginger, and then sprinkled in hawthorn, large ingredients, cinnamon, bay leaves, vinegar, soy sauce, mayonnaise, sugar and salt. Add hot water to the basin to let all the seasonings melt.

At this time, the servant had already taken out the meat. This time, without Zhou Heng's order, he had already washed the pot clean. Zhou Heng looked at him.

"Did you see any seasonings I put?"

The servant nodded, "I saw it, I'll write it down in a while."

"Okay, now pour this pot of soup into the pot, and then put the horse meat in piece by piece. Remember that the soup must be over the meat. Now boil it on high heat and simmer it for an hour on low heat. Don't take it out. Just remove the heat and stuff it, and we can eat it in the evening."

Boss Xue didn't know what he took, and kept chewing his mouth, and came over and said vaguely.

"No one eats horse meat, the meat is too thick and hard, and the taste is sour. Young people are fine. If they have bad teeth, they can't eat the meat in one bite."

Zhou Heng glanced at him and said, "Steal to eat yours. You will know if it's delicious after a while."

Zhou Heng checked the can of horse oil. At this time, it had condensed into white and was matched with a red bottle, which looked very beautiful.

"Achang, every bottle of horse oil should be pasted with paper, and then sealed with wax around it, and stamped our Huichuntang's seal."

Achang looked up at Zhou Heng, with a puzzled look on his face. Seeing that Zhou Heng meant that he wanted to prepare to sell it as a medicinal material, but what is this?

"Master, I can make a record of what the name of this medicine is and what its efficacy is."

Zhou Heng thought about it and said that this thing can remove freckles and treat acne scars and scalds, and it has no effect.

But the name doesn't work, so you must not be called horse oil ointment. If you follow this name, you will not be able to sell it in the future. No matter how significant the effect is, this medicine has lost from the name to the starting line.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a movie suddenly popped up in his mind. Zhou Heng smiled on his lips and looked at A Chang.

"It's called Shuhengu, which is mainly used to treat scalds, remove scars, prevent infection, remove spots, and make the skin smooth and delicate as a baby."

At the end, Achang was a little stunned, and looked up at Zhou Heng with some conviction when he mentioned the sentence.

"Master, do you really want to write this way? The medicine to make the skin smooth, this is this"

Zhou Heng waved his hand, "Don't worry, just write it like this. Then I will tell Dr. Ma to let him apply it to the scald patient first. When you go over, ask Aunt Zhang to give it to Miss Liu in Ward No. 1. You can use it after removing the stitches. This thing is especially effective for scars after surgery. The earlier you use it, the more effective it is."

Achang had no doubts and quickly led people to move the bottles and jars away, and he also left the kitchen.

At this time, the pot had already started. As the heat steamed, the fragrance had already evaporated from the pot. The servants weakened the fire a little. Boss Xue stood by the stove and kept sniffing hard.

"Brother Xue, please let Mingyu come over. I have something to look for him."

Seeing that there was no sound behind him, Zhou Heng turned around and looked at Boss Xue and found that he was staring at the pot, his eyes that were so eager to fall into the pot.

Zhou Heng poked his arm, "Who are you? Go and call Mingyu over."

Boss Xue looked at the pot and Zhou Heng. He seemed to have made up his mind for a few times, and then sighed and ran out.

Zhou Heng looked at the servant and ordered:

"Cook for another hour, then tear off the fire, watch out for me, and don't let the horse meat be soaked in the soup."

The servant nodded quickly, Zhou Heng wiped his hands, and was about to go out, Boss Xue had already pulled Mingyu back and let go and threw the person in front of Zhou Heng.

Mingyu seemed to have become accustomed to his brother's behavior, but looked at Zhou Heng in surprise.

"I wonder what the boss has to tell you?"

Zhou Heng looked at Mingyu, "Do you know how to draw?"

Mingyu was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Mingyu can draw, but he is not a master of painting."

Zhou Heng smiled, "No need for a master of painting, come and tell you."
Chapter completed!