When Qin Xiaoyue ran out and helped Li Zhi up, the little fat man was already in tears.

Qin Xiaoyue couldn't help but smile and reminded tactfully: "Master Li, didn't the maid go to the mountain to remind me that my son-in-law and the master of the final mountain have raised a well-behaved and cute little white tiger, don't be afraid if you see it." You ......"

Li Zhi almost peed his pants, and yelled at Qin Xiaoyue with nowhere to vent his anger: "You are as big as the little white tiger running cat, do you see the one who just pressed me down?" Bigger than ten cats? ”

Ran Shaotang walked over with a smile and relieved the embarrassed Qin Xiaoyue: "Senior Brother Li, is there something to explain to the sixth senior uncle?" ”

The one who had committed the crime stood obediently behind her.

Li Zhi pushed Qin Xiaoyue to the front and hid behind her, feeling that the white tiger was clearly demonstrating how hard it was backstage.

He staggered his gaze and said timidly, "Master asked me to tell you that the pill you want is being prepared in a hurry, and it will be delivered tomorrow morning." ”

Shaotang looked at Li Zhi's increasingly fat face and nodded: "Senior brother, can you have laxatives on you?" ”

Li Zhi was stunned: "What do you want to do with this?" ”

Shaotang patted the little white tiger's head and replied with pity: "Eat too much, I want to clear my intestines." ”

It's really that she is too lazy to prepare it herself, and she can save a lot of time by asking him.

Li Zhi mistakenly thought that she was going to rectify the little white tiger, and hurriedly took out a bottle: "I have ready-made." ”

Shaotang took it, "Is there anything else?" I'm afraid one bottle is not enough. "She's going to stay in Qianmen Town and Jiancheng for a while, it's always good to have more self-defense weapons.

"Yes, I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

Li Zhi is also a master of dispensing in Jingshan, which is the result of You Wei's beating.

Shaotang asked Qin Xiaoyue to pack a few snacks made by Qin Maolin and bring them back, and he didn't know if Li Zhilu would steal them clean.

Looking at the back of Li Zhi leaving, the little white tiger felt very regretful: It's rare to see a fat one, can't you play with it?

Ran Shaotang instructed Qin Xiaoyue to feed it every day and not let it cause trouble everywhere. If you don't obey, you will be put in a cage......

Qin Xiaoyue had no sympathy at all: "Don't worry, the cage has been prepared a long time ago." ”

The little white tiger faced the fierce master and servant, and missed his master very much at this moment.

On the second day, Shaotang took a box of prepared pills, as well as melons, fruits, pears and peaches, which are special products of Jingshan, and rushed to Qianmen Town with Cheng Yi.

Compared with Qian Zhuang, what she is most at ease is the medicinal food workshop.

After all, thirteen tendon-like characters, even if she invited the shopkeeper and his buddy, she was still worried about what was wrong.

She discussed with Cheng Yi, one of them went to the medicinal food workshop, the other went to the money village, and met at Yipinju in the evening, ate some delicious food to worship the Five Organs Temple, and discussed the next step.

Cheng Yi put Shaotang and a box of pills and a bag of melons and fruits outside the door of the medicinal cancellary, and drove away.

Shaotang looked at the chestnut high-headed horse, and sighed in his heart, fortunately, Jiuchou had the foresight to raise more than a dozen horses in advance, and trained them every day to teach them the ability to enter and exit the mountain, otherwise it would be useless even if he bought a carriage.

I don't know what the final nine domains are doing in Kyoto at this time?

Ran Shaotang looked up at the blue sky, turned around and carried the box into the medicinal kitchen.

As soon as you step in, you are attracted by the pungent aroma.

The shopkeeper Qiu Ze is a clever person selected from Jingshan Village, and before leaving the mountain, he has been photographed in front of the sect master, trained, and signed a confidentiality agreement.

So, use it with confidence.

He knew Shaotang and knew that she was the real owner, so he greeted him earnestly, took the box and melons and fruits and put them on the counter, and led Ran Shaotang to the back kitchen.

"Thirteen." Shaotang affectionately called Xie Yingyi's nickname, he was concentrating on making porridge, and when he heard Shaotang's voice, he immediately raised his head with a smile.

"Shaotang, are you here? Come and taste it. Xie Yingfeng took a large bowl of medicinal porridge and brought it over carefully.

Shaotang looked at the more than two dozen fires burning in the back kitchen, and a large pottery urn was placed on each fire, and a steady stream of heat came out of it.

The medicinal fragrance and rice fragrance in the house were mixed together, as well as the smell of various chicken after being boiled, which made Shaotang's heart feel happy.

She likes the curling smoke and the smell of fireworks in the world.

Only this kind of taste represents the quiet and bland happiness of the years.

She put the big bowl in her hand on the table, took the small bowl to divide it, and then slowly tasted two bites with a spoon, Xie Shisan saw the surprise in her eyes, and she was happy first.

He followed her example and handed her a small portion of immortal porridge: "The main medicinal material of this porridge is He Shou Wu, and the ingredients are japonica rice and red dates." It has the effect of nourishing blood and liver, strengthening essence and nourishing kidney. ”

When Shaotang heard the last effect, he pushed the porridge that was about to be eaten to Xie Shisan. This didn't work for her.

She pretended to be full, dangling in front of each medicinal meal, and asked casually, "Senior brother, is there any beauty treatment?" Are there any other medicinal diets besides porridge? For example, the tea drunk, the vegetables eaten, and the wine drunk, as long as they are combined with herbs, are all good products that can both cure diseases and eat. Did you read the cookbook I gave you? ”

"Of course." Xie Shisan wiped his hands clean, carefully took out the lone Kyushu cookbook sent by Ran Wen, turned to the middle pages, and showed it to Shaotang.

"You see, there's a lot of talk about the practice of medicinal diets, and the effects. I think it's very interesting, you can see the row of porridge in front of you, it's all made according to the recipe above. Do you want to try it? ”

Xie Yingjian looked at Shaotang with a serious face, in his heart, only Master and Shaotang were his favorite people.

Now Shaotang is almost in the first place.

If it weren't for her encouragement to do what she liked, he would still only know how to study how to not be beaten without being beaten when he can't memorize the medical scriptures.

Fortunately, Shaotang opened a new door for him.

He walked in and found a new world, a world of his own.

Therefore, Shaotang's evaluation is very important to him.

However, Shaotang didn't know that he had such a rich mental activity.

She didn't want to die quickly.

"Thirteen, can you not have a tendon. You are a medicinal meal, not an ordinary meal. Each medicinal diet has a different effect and corresponds to different patients. I tasted them one by one, and I would have diarrhea even if I wasn't poisoned. ”

Xie Yingfeng was shocked by what he said, and immediately patted his head.

Annoyed, he said, "Oh, I'm so stupid. Thank you for the reminder. ”

Shaotang was afraid that he would forget these most important things.

Fortunately, Sanqi beside the ancestor was courted by her.

Shaotang went to the hall and asked the shopkeeper Qiu Ze to call people.

"You call Sanqi, I'll tell him a few words."

Qiu Ze went out in response, and after a while, he saw Sanqi appear in front of Shaotang in good spirits.

"Little boy, are you here? I'm not lazy, I've been copying the list of medicinal meals in the backyard study. I'm exhausted. After speaking, the hand behind his back reached out in front of Shaotang, and a pile of paper shook, and the faint fragrance of ink floated.

Shaotang took it and looked at it, and commanded at the clever Sanqi: "Rewrite." ”

37:...... Ran Gongzi, you deliberately corrected me.