"The prince of the world, please."

Cheng Dazhu took the lead in speaking and pleased.

Zhou Ting bowed his head lightly and led Mingyi past everyone into the lobby.

There are two tables in the center of the hall, one for men and one for women; Cheng Dazhu invited Zhou Ting to sit at the men's table, "Lord Shizi, please take a seat."

"Hmm." Zhou Ting rarely dined with people at Cheng's house, and most of them dined alone with Mingyi.

He led Mingyi to the upper seat, pulled out a chair, and picked Mingyi up before he sat on the other side.

The ladies are here.

Luo Cuihua's eyes flickered, and she wanted to step forward and say a few words a few times; However, Cheng Dazhu did not object, and happily sat down at Zhou Ting's hand, and Mingyi's hand was Cheng Yuanxi, who was Cheng Yuandong, Cheng Yuannan and several grandchildren.

A round table for hospitality is just enough to sit.

Looking at the eight immortal tables used by the female dependents, Luo Cuihua, Li Lianhua, Feng Juhua, Chen Daya, as well as Cheng Mingyi, Cheng Mingming's wife, plus Cheng Mingyue, there is still one sitting left, which is Mingyi's.

Mingyi was at the men's table, and the women's table was empty.

"Lord Shizi, coarse tea and light rice are not as rich as the meal in your house." Cheng Dazhu said kind words.

Zhou Ting waved his hand, "It's already very good, don't be polite, let's eat first."

After speaking, he picked up the chopsticks first and handed them to Mingyi.

After Mingyi took it, he picked up the chopsticks in front of Mingyi.

Cheng Dazhu understood in his heart that they must be hungry after running on the mountain for most of the day; His crooked chatter at this time is really unpleasant, and he has no eyesight.

Not to follow up in the house, use chopsticks to first give Mingyi a dish, and then give Zhou Ting a dish.

Cheng Dazhu saw everything in his eyes, and didn't he take a few more looks; This person is attentive and thoughtful by the side of the prince of Zhou, and he is very respectful to Mingyi, which is no different from the prince of Zhou, which shows that the life of his youngest granddaughter in the palace of the king of Zhou must be golden and noble.

After eating quietly and greeting the Cheng family, Zhou Ting said goodbye and left.

Mingyi went back to the courtyard for a lunch break.

Mama Zhao and Mama Rong, one is serving inside the house and the other is serving outside the house.

.......

Boarding the carriage when he came, Zhou Ting looked at the follow-up Buwei, quite disgusted, and didn't say anything in the end.

"After returning to the palace, you will go again and send another roasted whole sheep to Mrs. Cheng....... Beef too, see if the boss still has tiger meat, if there is one, also give one; After that, I went to buy the pastries that were sent to Chengjiazhuang and sold in Fucheng every morning, and I also brought some delicious ones."

didn't smack his tongue secretly, but he didn't dare to talk more, "The slave remembers, it will be sent every day, don't worry."

Zhou Ting leaned back, closed his eyes and rested.

Seeing this, he quietly got out of the carriage and went outside to sit with the coachman.

When they came, they were led by elite soldiers, and on the way back, only the two of them escorted the prince.

After returning to the palace, as soon as he entered the palace, Zhou Ting sent away the palace for re-exiting; In order to let the coachman take him to the seller's house to make roasted whole sheep, he bought a roasted whole sheep and half a steak, and learned that the tiger meat was gone, so he could only regret it.

The coachman asked suspiciously when he saw the oiled paper bag that the man had loaded onto the carriage.

"No, father-in-law, where are we going?"

"Go to the pastry shop first, and then go to Chengjiazhuang." Without sighing, he climbed into the carriage and got into the carriage.

The coachman drove forward, and when he heard what he was not doing, he guessed; Go to Chengjiazhuang to send things, only for the little lady of the Cheng family.

Don't feel a headache for staring at the two tightly wrapped oiled paper bags; I have to send it every day, it's nothing, it's just that the prince is not too good to Cheng Xiaoniang, and the good ones are too much.

Serving the ancestors is not such a method of serving.

.......

Inside the palace of King Zhou.

Zhou Ting looked at the medicinal materials, ginseng, and Ganoderma lucidum sent by his subordinates, and ordered people to go to the doctor in the city who was highly respected and had profound pharmaceutical skills.

The next person personally came to the door to please

An old man with gray hair, but a vigorous face on his face; Although this man has wrinkles on his face, they are not very obvious, and his eyes are clear, if he does not know that this person is eighty years old, and his hair is gray, some people would believe that he is in his early forties.

"Caomin Hua's Pharmacy Hua Yunshen knocked to see Zhou Shiziye, Shiziye Da'an."

The old man was stiff and strong, his hands and feet were nimble, and when he knelt down, he was more relaxed than many young people, and he did not show any reluctance.

Some old people begin to tremble when they are fifty or sixty years old, let alone salute, and it is a problem to take two steps; This old man is well maintained, just look at his face full of blood and hard bones.

Zhou Ting inevitably has some respect for such old people, just because most of the long-lived old people are people with good fortune; Another reason is that long-lived old people were rare in ancient times, and it was a happy event to meet one.

"Doctor Hua doesn't need to be polite, please get up." Zhou Ting glanced at the subordinate who was waiting next to him, this person was a secret guard, and he could temporarily come out as a person to serve him when he was not there.

"Why?"

The dark guard made an invitation with one hand, pointing to the first chair on the right side of the study, "Doctor Hua, please take a seat."

Doctor Hua stood up and thanked him, "Thank you, Lord Shizi."

Seeing that he was seated, Zhou Ting said in a good time.

"Doctor Hua, there is something I have to trouble you when I call you here this time."

"The prince has tormented the grass people, you have something to command; You and King Zhou have guarded the people of the northwest for generations, and the grass people and others are grateful, and they can't find a way out if they want to do their best on weekdays. If you have something to do, just tell the grass people, and the grass people will definitely do what they can do."

Dr. Hua only thought of the problem of the Northwest Army today, and it is said that the imperial court has overdone the Northwest Army; This year's military salary has not come down yet, and he thinks that Zhou Wangfu wants to solve the military salary matter.

But he thought about it and felt that it was wrong, if it was to prepare military rations, it should not be his pharmacy to contribute; Recently, he was the only one who came, and he didn't see any other trading firms, so he couldn't guess whether it was correct or not.

"Bring things in." Zhou Tingchao waited for the dark guard.

The dark guard left, returned in a moment, and brought two *** bags; A sack of ginseng and a sack of purple lingzhi, after coming in, carefully put it down, opened the rope, and ripped open the bag to show Dr. Hua.

Zhou Tingdao: "This time, Dr. Hua was invited to come for the sake of them."

「....... Purple Lingzhi?" The corners of Dr. Hua's mouth trembled slightly, his hands trembled, and he didn't care about etiquette; Got up and walked to the pocket, pulling the contents of the pocket, five purple lingzhi as large as umbrellas, one of which was especially large.

Zhou Ting got up and walked out of the bookcase, and came to the front, "Can Doctor Hua concoct a purple lingzhi?"

"It was concocted more than 20 years ago, and if you go back to the world, the purple lingzhi concocted by the grass people for more than 20 years is not as big as the purple lingzhi you have today; It is only more than twenty years old, and the smallest of your five purple lingzhi is also a hundred years, and the largest is five hundred and eighty years."

It can be seen that this batch of purple Ganoderma lucidum is rare.

Purple Ganoderma lucidum cannot be cultivated artificially because of its extremely harsh growing conditions; Moreover, the requirements for trees are equally harsh, the environment is not suitable and cannot be raised, and the medicinal properties will increase and weaken in different places.

Therefore, purple reishi is something that no one can cultivate.

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