Hua Muyue recalled the ancient recipe before going to bed, afraid that she had something missing, so she wrote it down with a pen.

The beautiful hairpin Xiaokai himself was amazed, and he couldn't help but be curious about the life experience of the original owner! This handwriting alone is not simple, although it is very similar to the handwriting of his previous life, but it is more sophisticated, and it is better than his own writing! It's better to sigh to yourself!

However, Hua Muyue didn't bother much, she has always been a free and easy person, and she doesn't want to think about things that she can't figure out. And she is also distressed, because there is a medicine and I don't know if there is one in this small place. This medicine is called purple convulsion, which grows in the arid areas of the northern desert, with purple leaves and a bitter taste, but the most critical thing about this recipe is this medicine. And the price will not be low.

It's useless to think about it, Hua Muyue didn't mention it when she slept.

"Muyue, I really want to go with you."

On the second day, when Hua Muyue left, Zhao Huaijin looked at Hua Muyue pitifully, her expression was like a little milk dog looking at her master aggrievedly, master, I want to eat, and Hua Muyue will be so cute.

"Well, we'll be together when you're well." Hua Muyue's voice was soft, like coaxing a pet.

"Okay, lady go slowly." Zhao Huaijin's charming eyes were full of affection, staring at Hua Muyue's face with sparkling waves.

Hua Muyue only felt that her heart was a little unbearable, Mom! Don't discharge so indiscriminately early in the morning, and quickly slip away as if you were in the wilderness.

Beauty tricks? Well!

Zhao Huaijin looked at Hua Muyue's back and smiled.

After coming to the town, Hua Muyue first sold the ginger to Yunkelai. When the cloud shopkeeper saw Hua Muyue, his eyes lit up as if he had seen the God of Wealth.

"Flower lady, you're finally here, please, please!" The cloud shopkeeper personally poured tea for Hua Muyue's seat.

"Cloud shopkeeper, you're welcome. How did diners of pickled cabbage, sweet and sour fish and spicy fish react? Hua Muyue asked knowingly.

"Very good! This is thanks to the recipe provided by the little lady, I wonder if there are any other recipes? The cloud shopkeeper tentatively.

"Don't worry, rare things are expensive, and when your dishes are not rare, you will bring forth the new."

"The flower lady is right, I'm in a hurry."

The discussion between the two was in full swing, Hua Muyue sold the ginger, although she knew that the shopkeeper gave too much, she did not refuse, and the friendship of the shopkeeper was exactly what she wanted.

When she walked out of Yunke, a very luxurious carriage with jewels on the edge of the door drove towards Yunkelai, attracting onlookers and amazement all the way.

"Childe, you don't want to see Miss Hua, so you left like this, the old lady knows that you have to pick my skin." A handsome guy in the car has a bitter gourd face.

A man on the opposite side wore a snow-white straight-placked robe, with water blue trim embroidered with cloud patterns, a silver-white auspicious cloud wide belt around his waist, and his black hair was tied up and fixed with a white hosta. He is making tea, full of elegance and luxury, what a noble son!

"What are you afraid of, when the sky falls, there is a son with you." The whole person is lazy and elegant.

At this time, outside the car, the crowd not far from the car pushed me and there was a commotion. At this time, a gust of wind blew and lifted the curtain of the car window, and the boy inadvertently looked out the window and saw a delicate woman dressed plainly and with a tear mole in the corner of her eye being pushed to the ground, but the interesting thing is that the woman did not have any weakness, and immediately got up to prevent herself from being trampled, and stood on the side of the road waiting for the crowd to evacuate before leaving.

The hustle and bustle is also a momentary thing. "Go down and see if there's a piece of paper on the ground, and pick it up."

Childe didn't dare to disobey the order, and the little guy hurriedly said, "Childe, wait a minute." ”

"Childe, you see, it seems to be a party." The servant wiped the paper before handing it to the man.

"It must be the girl just now, you can send it over." The man commanded lightly.

The little guy came back, "Childe, the person is gone." ”

"Put it away." And he said, "Give me the paper." ”

The man took the paper and looked at it, his eyes showing amazement, "The words are so beautiful!" ”