Jiangcheng belongs to Jiangzhou of Chu State, and the so-called world wins out of Jiangcheng, and Jiangcheng has naturally become a must-visit place for people and writers in the world. It is not an exaggeration to say that there are thousands of sunrise chapters here, after all, there are tens of thousands of readers stationed here all the year round, and you don't need to look at anything else, just look at the perennial Qinglou Wine Shop to know the victory here.

Although it is a little different from the description of the ten-step Qinglou and five-step winery, but it is almost the same, this is the only city that never sleeps all day, and the more it is at night, the more lively it is.

In addition to the many literati and ink here, there are many beautiful women, and the red guests in the Qinglou are good at dressing and dancing, just like the world. All kinds of beauties make you dizzy, there is a river in the city called the Rouge River, both sides are Qinglou wineries, I heard that a layer of rouge can float in the river at night, so it is called the Rouge River.

Of course, it's not all Qinglou art girls, many ladies hope to find their true destiny here, after all, this place is still called Marriage City. Therefore, many canaries in the cage hope to visit Jiangcheng, at least they have no regrets in this life.

"Sir, are you slowing down?"

Set up this bamboo ladder, Chen Yi hung a plaque with Jianghu Langzhong written on it. Below, Xiao Si was holding on to the ladder, worried that his lean-looking scholar would fall off the ladder.

Zhu Qi is a former partner of this pharmacy, Chen Yi, who had just arrived in Jiangcheng, stayed here for a while, and happened to meet the owner of this pharmacy because he was old and unwilling to take over the pharmacy in his later life, so he transferred over, which was a place to stay, and it also made him not too boring to cultivate his mind in Jiangcheng.

Slowly climbed the ladder, looked at the majestic plaque he carved, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Uncle Seven, they all said don't call me master, just call me by my name. ”

Zhu Qi, who looked like he was thirty or forty years old, shook his head and said

"How can this be done? At least there must be a distinction between dignity and inferiority. ”

Chen Yi was helpless, he really couldn't survive this middle-aged uncle, so he had to sigh and say

"Uncle Seven, why don't you call me Childe, this old man really calls me too old, you see that I'm not a young guy. ”

Zhu Qi, who was a little wooden, was right when he thought about it, after all, Chen Yi was only twenty years old, and calling the master was indeed older.

"Okay, then I'll be called Childe from now on. ”

Chen Yi smiled slightly, patted him on the shoulder, and then reincarnated inside.

Zhu Qi smiled stupidly, his son-in-law is not only good at handwriting, but also very modest, more like a reader than those untidy and self-proclaimed readers in the Qinglou, and the son is the real reader.

Zhu Qi was a little clumsy to carry the ladder, horizontally and vertically, and it took a long time to move the ladder to the yard behind the store. Just wiped the man on his forehead with this sleeve, revealing a mouthful of blackened teeth from smoking dry cigarettes all year round, silly and happy.

"Uncle Zhu brought the frame of medicinal herbs in the backyard. ”

Before he could take a breath, Zhu Qi ran to move a basket of fresh medicinal materials that he had just purchased in the afternoon to the front store.

Chen Yi, who didn't have a sword box on his back, was dressed in a green shirt, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and some of Cao Shenzhi's elegant atmosphere, but he didn't look like a martial artist, but more like a book.

"Childe, you should also be the son of a big family. Like you, at first glance, you have read poetry and books since you were a child, and you have received a good family education. The temperament of a scholar is rigid. ”

Chen Yi sat on a small low stool, rolled up his sleeves, spread his feet, put his hands on his knees, and picked out the medicinal herbs he had just moved in.

"I also came from a small village, but my uncle is the master of the private school in the village, and my grandfather is the doctor in the village, so I have studied medicine since I was a child, at least I have some skills and know a few words. ”

Zhu Qi tidied up the medicinal materials that Chen Yi had picked up, put them in a dustpan, and put them to dry in the sun tomorrow.

"Childe's medical skills must be very powerful, you must know that the old shopkeeper is also a famous doctor in Jiangcheng, so he admits defeat, I haven't seen it here all these years. ”

Chen Yi looked at Zhu Qi, who was chattering in his mouth and not moving slowly in his hands, and smiled gently. Being an ordinary civilian is actually a taste, this is the scenery under Xiaoyaozi's feet.

"The old shopkeeper didn't worry about transferring the store to me, so he had to show his housekeeping skills anyway. ”

In fact, many people want to take over this store, don't look at the remoteness of this pharmacy, but it is still famous in Jiangcheng. The reason why Chen Yi was able to take over was mainly because the old shopkeeper made a request, and the medical skills should be similar to him before they were transferred, otherwise even if the pharmacy was closed, no random person could be allowed to take over and harm people, this is the so-called benevolence of the doctor.

Zhu Qi smiled stupidly

"Hehe, that's a childe who has real talent. ”

Chen Yi picked up the medicinal herbs, washed his hands, and said to Zhu Qi

"Uncle Seven, you look at the store, I'll go out for a walk. ”

Then walked out of the store alone, the sky has been smeared, although Chen Yi has been in Jiangcheng for several days, but he has been busy with the things in the store, and he has not visited Jiangcheng much, and he has a rare spare time today.

Sure enough, there is a reason why the city never sleeps, during the day, most of the literati and ink writers are listening to the tide of the lake to express their feelings, and there is a little bit of subtlety and restraint. The night is the true appearance of this city, there are red lights everywhere, and the air is full of fat powder, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a wine pond meat forest.

The water of the Rouge River flows out of the Tingchao Lake, and Chenyi's pharmacy is located in the lower reaches of the Rouge River, and if you want to go to this Tingchao Lake, you must first cross the banks of the Rouge River. There is a brothel in Duoqinglou on the bank of the Rouge River, but fortunately, Chenyi's shop is in a remote corner downstream.

Along the way, Chen Yi saw all the fat powder women who only hated to wear too much, and it was best not to wear them. Fortunately, there is an unwritten agreement here, you can't force customers, otherwise Chen Yi will definitely not be so relaxed and take a leisurely stroll.

Although as a man, he is always a little distracted when he sees beautiful things, but Chen Yi feels that this is also part of cultivating his mind. Doing what you want is free and easy, and it goes beyond the boundary, that is, excessive indulgence.

Walking on the banks of the Rouge River, people come and go, there are frustrated people who use wine to kill their sorrows, there are romantic people who once had a spring night, there are quiet people who look at the lights, and there are also lamps and flowers to make wishes to find lovers. Chen Yi can be regarded as a meditative person.

Although the banks of the Rouge River are beautiful, the purpose of Chen Yi's trip is not this, but to listen to the tide lake. Chen Yi has seen in the book, every year on August 15, listening to the full moon on the shore of the tide lake, the river and the sky reflect the moon, and the tide line of thousands of miles of blue waves can be regarded as the wonder of the world.

However, Uncle Cao told himself that although the moonlight and moonlight of the tide on August 15 of Chaohu Lake are beautiful, the slightly missing rising moon on August 14 and the calm night of Tingchaohu Lake are actually no worse than fifteen. One is the ultimate dynamic beauty, and the other is the ultimate static beauty. Chen Yi felt that these two views could not be missed, and he had to arrive before the moonlight, so he didn't care about the rouge wine on the banks of the Rouge River.