However, Suo Pomei was not panicked at all, after all, it was not like he had encountered such a scene when he was offering medicine to those nobles in Tianzhu.

But after seeing that Suo Po Mei saluted Cheng Sanlang and Li Ke first, she showed an extremely confident smile.

"This nobleman is also proficient in medicine, I admire it, but the poor monk has not fully mastered the Tang dialect, so I can only trouble the interpreter."

Then he opened his mouth again, and what he said made everyone except the interpreter feel confused.

Even that Suo Pomei was beaming with joy as she spoke, and even raised her hands to the sky when she was excited, and then kept shaking her head from side to side.

This made Li Ke can't help but elbow Cheng Sanlang who was beside him with some anxiety.

"Brother Chu Bi, is there something wrong with this Tianzhu alchemist? You can see how his head is shaking."

"This is the style of their Tianzhu mainland. If you don't shake your head when you speak, you will lose your energy. Just get used to it."

At any rate, Cheng Chubi also enjoyed several famous Tianzhu movies in later generations, and also watched jaw-dropping Tianzhu dramas.

Naturally, I have also seen that when people from Tianzhu are talking, their favorite thing is to shake their heads while talking, as if otherwise, the voice cannot come out.

As the Suo Po Mei gasped for breath, the translator at the side wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and began to stammer and translate.

At the beginning, there were a few medicines, at least they had Tang translated names, but for many medicines later, the translator could only use transliteration, which made Cheng Sanlang and Li Ke confused.

Among the medicines with translated names, there are pepper, coriander seeds, cloves, cinnamon, cardamom...

Cheng Chubi looked at the interpreter with a stiff expression, and Li Ke beside him couldn't hold back anymore, and couldn't help turning his elbow to Brother Bi again.

"Brother Chu Bi, why do I feel that it is not much different from the braised pork recipe you gave my little brother?"

"How do I know this? Don't worry, just listen to his thoughts. If you really take stewed medicine to people, hehe, I will learn cooking skills with him later."

Hearing this, Li Ke bared, almost burst out laughing.

Hey, why there seems to be a similar dumb fart sound behind the partition wooden wall behind him?

Li Ke glanced at the thin wooden wall behind him with a suspicious expression, hehe... He is indeed Ying Guolei's biological father.

However, Li Ke felt that he would not dare to speak out about such complaints in his life, otherwise, a father's iron fist of love would be indispensable, maybe several times.

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At this time, seeing that the interpreter had finished translating the previous words, Nai Suo Po Mei spoke again with full passion.

At this moment, his expression is so fanatical, his eyes are shining, and he is spitting and staring at describing those good babies who really have an effect on the magic elixir.

The translator on the side listened with gusto at first, but when he heard about the journey, his expression began to change.

His eyes widened unquestionably, and he stared blankly at this passionate old Tianzhu fairy.

Cheng Chubi waited until the Tianzhu alchemist closed his mouth and looked at the interpreter, only then did he notice that there was something wrong with the interpreter's expression.

"This interpreter, what did this alchemist from Tianzhu mutter just now? Judging by your expression, do you have some great treasures?"

Hearing the title of good baby, the eyes of His Majesty the Emperor Tang, who was squatting in the private room next door, went dark. This kid always speaks so rudely, just like his father.

The interpreter of Honglu Temple raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat soaking from his forehead, feeling very regretful in his heart.

Why is it that I am on duty today, and I was picked up to be the interpreter? It is really difficult.

But, dare not say it? Of course not, so the translator could only bite the bullet and continue translating.

There are also several kinds of strange medicinal materials that only have transliteration, but no translation. Anyway, the people present did not understand it.

But Cheng Sanlang considered that the Tianzhu Peninsula is known as a country of spices in later generations, even a simple plate of fried rice would not be perfect without adding 20 or 30 kinds of spices.

Just when Cheng Sanlang was distracted, the interpreter was still continuing, and this Nai Suo Po Mei claimed that he was refining the magic elixir.

They will pray to the gods of the Brahmins to bless themselves, lower their magical powers, and merge them into the medicine being refined.

"And, he will also use the incomparably holy holy river milk, and..."

The king of Wu, Li Ke, became very curious when he heard it, and he almost wanted to ask, who is Sheng He? Are you pretty?

But considering that my father was squatting next door, if I asked this, my father might be so angry that he would break through the wall directly.

The picture of His Royal Highness being beaten by His Majesty the Tang Emperor with his paternal iron fist in the Peony Pavilion Restaurant was too eye-catching, and Li Ke forcibly resisted the urge to ask.

When the translator reached this point, after deliberating for a long time, the translator could only bite the bullet and continue in the face of the curious eyes of His Highness King Wu.

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It's just that because of the overwhelming sense of shame, he can only speak in a low voice and shyly.

"The **** and **** of the **** cow, and..."

"What the hell?!" Li Ke, who was still thinking a little less seriously a moment ago, exclaimed exaggeratedly, his eyes staring into cones in disbelief.

The magic pill in his hand fell directly on the skirt of his clothes.

Li Ke subconsciously looked at Brother Chu Bi, who was obviously distracted, then turned his eyes and landed on the alchemist from Tianzhu.

Why does it feel like this style of painting suddenly turned to brother Chu Bi's way, and went straight down Sanlu.

Li Shimin, who was sitting next door, didn't hear clearly what the translator said in a low voice because of embarrassment.

He was stunned, but Yingguo Leiji's own son uttered such a howl that he almost threw the teacup out of his hand.

"My dear brother, what are you calling?" Cheng Sanlang, who was also frightened, unhappily stared at his eyes~lightnovelpub.net~ and picked out his ears angrily.

"Brother Chu Bi, didn't you hear? He said that his magic medicine uses the feces of a **** cow."

"What?!" Cheng Chubi exclaimed instantly, ouch, lying on a pile of hay. This, this era has such an operation?

His Majesty the Tang Emperor, whose complexion was frighteningly dark, silently lowered his head, looking at the front of his clothes, there was a puddle of tea stains on it.

And that magic pill that I pinched on my fingertips, and I kept sniffing it just now...

His eyes jumped wildly, he gritted his teeth, and really wanted to rush over and throw that old man from Tianzhu who claimed to be about two hundred years old directly into Luoshui to refresh his mind.

A elixir made from the excrement of a divine cow? Li Shimin tried hard to control his emotions, and placed the magic pill on the table with trembling fingers.

Calm down first, and think about the benefits, after all, there are precedents of using boy urine to treat diseases.