Duan Rong used a key to open the spring latch and unscrew the furnace lid. Instantly, a more intense and strange fragrance wafted into his nose.
Duan Rong was slightly intoxicated, feeling a tingling sensation.
Using a towel as padding, Duan Rong grasped the copper furnace's side rings with both hands and poured the brewed black potion into a previously cleaned clay basin.
After draining the liquid, Duan Rong removed the bamboo core rack from the copper furnace, dumped the medicinal dregs into a corner basket, and then rinsed the furnace with clean water, discarding the waste water outside. He then replaced the lid and put the copper furnace back in place.
Only then did Duan Rong walk to the stone table, look at the black medicinal soup, pinch his nose, and drink it down.
The medicinal soup had a strange fragrance when smelled but was exceptionally bitter to taste.
