The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 514

Asher had been watching Dane intently as he finished concocting the medicine. When the furnace was opened, the mold revealed four perfectly formed pills, while the rest had turned into a fused lump of blackish dregs.

The sight brought back memories for Asher of the time he had watched Mirabella produce the same pills, prompting him to ask, “Dane, what if you put like twenty in the kiln, and twenty come out all perfect, what would that mean?”

Dane carefully picked the four successful pills from the mold and placed them in a ceramic bowl to cool. Only then did he look up at Asher and respond, “That’s just not possible. No one can put in a certain number and get the same number out.”

With the amount of ingredients he used today, the yield was quite impressive. Any other apothecary might get, at best, two or three pills.

Asher scratched his nose thoughtfully. “But what if there really was someone who could? Would it still be considered a failure?” He wasn’t an apothecary himself, so he had a limited understanding of the process. His curiosity was piqued because he had seen Mirabella at work before, and now watching Dane, he felt compelled to bring it up.

Dane dumped the unsuccessful remnants of the concoction into the trash. “I remember you called me once before to ask about this.”

“Yeah, it was when Dad had that girl over at our place. He had me shadow her to learn about mixing and brewing, even wanted me to pick up how to make some kind of Incense of Calm,” Asher recalled slowly.

At the mention of “that girl,” Dane suddenly remembered something his father had casually mentioned upon his return – that the girl was also an apothecary.

Asher continued, “I watched her whole process. Honestly, her technique didn’t seem as polished as yours, and the steps she took were too simplistic, almost negligent. But, to everyone’s surprise, she was incredibly precise when it came to measuring out the ingredients.”