144: The Faculty of Pharmacy Student

The Faculty of Pharmacy Student

After Su Yayan cooked the fish and set it aside, she began to wash the rice to prepare porridge, only to find that a large group of viewers had suddenly flooded her livestream broadcast room.0

There must be demons when things go wrong, especially when these messages sounded so strange.

[Medicinal cuisine livestream broadcast room? It should be this, right?]

[I followed the link sent by Eldest Senior Brother, which should be correct.]

Su Yayan's livestream broadcast room had just experienced a water army attack, and she was somewhat sensitive to newcomers.

Just when Su Yayan and the audience in the livestream broadcast room thought this was the new water army in place, a few comments attracted their attention.

[Host, are all those things on the Internet true? Does your livestream broadcast room use extinct Chinese herbal medicine from ancient Earth? Can consuming them really cure illnesses?]

[Host, do you really have extinct Chinese herbal medicine from ancient Earth? I saw the ginseng in your video recording. It is so gigantic! Can you show it to us again? Please...]

[Host, we are students from the Faculty of Pharmacy. Are the ingredients used in your livestream the Chinese herbs recorded in the textbooks? Where did you get these long-extinct Chinese herbs? Can they be planted? If you don't want to answer these questions, you don't have to answer them. But please answer my final question – can you sell these Chinese herbs? Can you sell them to me?!]

Su Yayan was stunned. Although she had always emphasized that the ingredients she used in her livestream these days were Chinese herbs, most of the livestream viewers only cared about whether the dishes were aromatic and whether they could cure their rare illness.

Few people like these came to pepper her with questions about her ingredients. Could it be that her grandfather had news so soon?

Without waiting for Su Yayan to think about it, the system had already helped to answer her question.

[A Faculty of Pharmacy student from University A had shared the Host's livestream video recording a few minutes ago and mentioned the Chinese herbs in it. It sparked a heated discussion among students in the department, and now they have discovered your livestream.]

"A Faculty of Pharmacy student from University A?"

Peng Jiazhi was a postgraduate student at the Faculty of Pharmacy of University A. He was researching extinct Chinese herbs from ancient Earth that had been left behind or had failed to adapt to the environment of their current planet after humankind had emigrated.

Two days ago, his sister suddenly sent him a video, saying that it was a gourmet host she had become obsessed with recently. The host cooked very well and could even cure illnesses.

As the top student of the Faculty of Pharmacy, his sister had shared the video with him in hopes that it would inspire him.

Peng Jiazhi was head deep in editing his dissertation in the past two days. He thought that his sister was joking with him, so he did not take it too seriously.

A few minutes before Su Yayan started broadcasting, he was getting frustrated at his work and just happened to watch this video.

Peng Jiazhi furrowed his brows and tapped on the video with the thought of clearing his mood, but the attractive-looking giant ginseng in Su Yayan's hand had suddenly caught his attention.

What did this host just say? It was... ginseng! Was it the ginseng that only appeared in ancient literature and was known as the King of Herbs?!

Peng Jiazhi sat up straight, his hands shaking, and tried to search for related literature. It took a long time before he could finally find a poorly illustrated black and white ginseng picture in a book.

He took this picture and compared it with the ginseng featured in the video for a long time. He felt that it was alike but different similarly, and he could not decide whether it was what he thought it was.

In his desperation, he forwarded the video to his mentor, Ye Qiliang, the dean of the Faculty of Pharmacy.

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