It's all one flower.
250. People who make drugs
In the discussion after lunch, a line of mobile distributors overlooked (Praethermassa) was to share roles, as suggested by the pharmacist (dull) Awellana.
The pharmacist's help consists of seven people who added Roark and Farkill to the bakery and employee's siblings (today).
Four people from the Listver Autonomous Region came together by working on spreading grass (Tsukusa). For the time being, the needle Amiella is dedicated to the repair (making) of futons and clothing, not to the work of spreading grass.
Farkill headed with everyone to the room assigned for work.
Two wooden work desks in the center of the spacious room. Around it are piles of bloated hemp bags in crates and bread.
On the desk were a bunch of various herbs and some kind of bottle, pot, small and large white plates and equipment like those found in the school science room.
Bright, but no luminaires such as fluorescent lamps. A magic formation painted directly on the ceiling illuminated the entire room with light.
"Well, what can I help you with?
Manager Leno asked the pharmacist (dull) Awellana for instructions.
The pharmacists of the people of the lake gave me tequipaki instructions as to whether they had already thought of quotas.
"I'm making hot and cold right now. Mr. Leno, Mr. Roark and Mr. Farkill, please crush the worms and powder them."
The three nominees snorted, eyeing the workbench in the back.
A large white plate is served with brown powder. There were five pairs of breast bowls and breast sticks. One of them is whether Captain Solgnac used it until just now, or the powder is creeping up.
A wide mouthed bottle with many beside it is full of dried ground worms.
... This is visually murky for a girl.
Farkil got goosebumps, feeling like an earthworm crawling up from his feet.
"Mr. Cruillo, use the technique to dissolve the powder of the earthworm in water, remove the impurities and give me the aqueous solution"
"Is surgery okay with normal [manicured water]?
"Yes. Normally, get up three times this large cup of water and mix five tablespoons of powder. So throw away the shells and anything that doesn't melt."
Many times he nodded at Awellana's easy-to-understand instructions, and Cruillo took the white magnetic cup in his hand. It's about the size of a five-hundred-litre beaker.
The Pharmacist of the people of the lake turned to the girls who nodded and waited.
"I receive the liquid from Mr. Cruillo to extract the ingredients of your medicine. That's what's in this deep dish over here."
A pharmacist tilts a white plate like a small salad bowl to show the girls. The three snorted as they peered into the hot and cold powder.
"This completes your medicine, but you have to wrap it in portions"
With that said, Awellana lifted up one piece of paper from a bundle piled beside her.
"Please ask Elantis and Amana for the task of wrapping this medicine wrapper. I have one of the samples over there."
"Can I open it?
Hear Elantis folded drug envelope for his hand. Awellana smiled and nodded.
"I haven't put the contents in yet, so look at it as many times as you want. Inside, I also wrote the order of folding."
"But just once, can I show you the toko that folds?
Amana reluctantly asked when she saw Elantis open the paper and make sure it was folded.
"Of course (of course), that's fine. Take a good look and remember."
"Um... what can I do..."
One of the remaining Pinatifidas raised his hand as a mistress.
"Mr. Pinatifida, weigh your medicine one dose at a time with this medicine spoon (yakuza). Too much heat drops too much and it's dangerous, and if it's not enough, it's weak and troublesome, so please kick it."
"Yes. I'm good at weighing powder and stuff. It's always a treat."
Returning a satisfying smile to Pinatifida's reply, Awellana carefully explained how to use the medicine spoon and the amount of one serving.
"Please put the medicine in this paper bag ten packets at a time and put it in this shallow crate."
The pharmacist took a thin paper bag from the palm of his hand and pointed to the crate.
"It's a thousand packages a box, and I need five boxes for it. Nice to meet you all."
... O, five thousand...?
He was told an uninterrupted amount and Farkill was dizzy (dizzy).
"Okay! Let's just get started and get this over with."
"You make other kinds of drugs, too."
Elantis continued energetically to the declaration of manager Leno, and everyone took their own tools.
The three crushers went to the back workbench.
There are six square wooden chairs under the desk. It looks like it could be used as a stepping stone.
Each of the three of them sits side by side with a breast bowl, a breast stick, a bottle of an earthworm, and a medicine spoon at hand.
I don't like bare hands touching boulders, so remove the lid, scratch out the contents with a medicine spoon and drop them in the breast bowl.
... It's hard to do if you put it in too much at once.
Farkill put only five or six in and changed them to a breast stick, crushing them thoughtfully.
The crushing vibration of the earthworm is transmitted over the breast stick. A ground worm dried to karakara makes a shattering noise that grips the dead leaves shrugged.
On the other workbench, Awellana was demonstrating how to fold the drug envelope.
I can't see it from Farkill's seat, but Pinatifida, the weighing clerk, is also eager to look at the pharmacist at hand.
The wizard's employee, Cruillo, was weighing and dissolving water and powder as he was told.
Brown, cloudy water drifts through the universe, and unsoluble powder is spit out one after the other in the dust cage.
Water moving like a creature passed into the hands of Awellana, and as she cast some spell, she swirled on her desk. The ingredients gathered at the center are like hourglasses and deep dishes.
Farkill watched everyone's work as he ruined the earthworm at best.