The legend of the Yu clan has added a lot of color.

Many years later, when the Yu clan's industry spread all over Yu and Quanzhou, people can still tell the story of the Yu clan's ancestors with relish.

It is rumored that the Yu clan is prosperous, and the whole clan is capable of being a stranger, and has a way to reach the sky, and can get precious medicinal materials that others can't get in an instant.

The two ancestors were skilled craftsmen all over the world, and they were brothers of the opposite sex with Westerners, and taught many secret methods unknown to Westerners

Local tabloids are full of the mysterious Yu clan, and the literati and writers have left many legends for this mysterious clan, making people yearn for this mysterious and powerful ancestor.

No one knows that this so-called thousands of troops and skilled craftsmen in the world add up to two people.

The donkey cart was far away from the yamen, stopped in front of the potter shop on the side of the road, went in and walked around, and came out with an extra paper bag in his hand, which was full of all kinds of candied fruit.

Qingqing pinched a piece and put it in her mouth, sweet and sour, no wonder there are so many children in front of the door, and foodies are not divided between ancient and modern.

"I'll go in and buy another pack, and I'll stop by to see Liu Langzhong, I didn't meet her last time her clinic was closed."

"I'll buy it." didn't want to go in, Qingqing dragged him.

"I'll go. You don't understand what girls like. ”

"Oh." Without thinking much about it, the kung fu of turning around missed the sly smile on Qingqing's face.

Liu Langzhong is a girl after all, how can she let him buy snacks for other women?

Liu Langzhong's medical hall is still so lively, people come and go, Qingqing and the others have left before entering.

"It's you." Liu Langzhong looked still the same, faint.

"Passing by, I saw that this preserved fruit was good, so I bought you a copy." Qingqing casually put things on the table.

"I know you're busy, so I can eat some snacks and drink tea in my spare time and enjoy life." Qingqing is familiar, her familiar tone is matched with a smile on her face, and there is a slight trance in the unsmiling girl.

"Your husband said that you are twenty-six years old this year?"

"yes, yes."

Liu Langzhong sighed.

Although the two were in the same year, she felt that she was dozens of years older than Mrs. Yu.

"Hey, where is my father-in-law?" Qingqing chatted with Liu Langzhong for a few words, only to find that he was gone.

After a while, I saw him coming out of the tea house opposite, still carrying a bag of tea in his hand, and he didn't come in, waiting quietly outside.

"You see that this loser man in my family spends money indiscriminately when he can't see it, then I won't bother today, and I'll come and chat with you another day." Qingqing stood up and waved at Liu Langzhong.

"I'll come back to you next time I'm in town." walked to the door and compared the corners of his mouth to Liu Langzhong, who was in a daze, "You try to smile, you must look good when you smile." ”

Doors open and close, people come and go.

Liu Langzhong looked through the window lattice, the little couple leaning together on the donkey cart, he couldn't hear what they said, but he could feel the intimacy and friendship from the movements.

The little medicine boy shouted a few times, and Liu Langzhong came back to his senses.

"This lady of the Yu family is so interesting, she is in our shop, and Langzhong's mood is bright."

Liu Langzhong knocked the medicine boy on the head with a pen.

"Mouthy."

The little medicine boy was not afraid of being trained, and continued at the risk of being knocked on the head: "It's true, there seems to be light in the eyes of the lady of the Yu family, Lang Zhong is in a good mood when she looks at her, and I look at it too, I hope she will come often." ”

Liu Langzhong pinched a plum sent by Qingqing and put it in his mouth, and the sweet and sour taste spread in his mouth.

With light in her eyes and a smile on her face, Mrs. Yu was so bright, she had it many years ago.

It's just that she is not as lucky as Mrs. Yu, and she has not met a man like Patriarch Yu who is willing to take child-avoiding medicine for herself.

Many girls have a bright smile like a lady, but there are few men who can protect such a smile.

The little medicine boy saw that Langzhong was in a trance, and knew that she remembered her late husband again, everyone in the town knew that Liu Langzhong's husband was gone, she had no children and no daughters, and lived by opening a medical hall.

"Langzhong, which is more majestic than your husband and patriarch Yu?"

The little medicine boy guessed that the deceased husband who made Lang Zhong often fall into deep thought must be an excellent man, otherwise how could Lang Zhong often be in a trance.

But in the eyes of the little medicine boy, the patriarch Yu is also a rare strange man.

The little medicine boy followed Lang Zhong in the pharmacy every day, and also saw a lot of outsiders accompanying his wife, these people are richer than the patriarch Yu, and the lady rode a horse outside the sedan chair, but none of them looked more manly than the patriarch Yu who drove the small broken donkey cart.

The medicine boy is still young, and he said that the patriarch is no different from other men, but he only thinks about what he said when he chatted with the shopkeeper of the nearby shop, good men should be as majestic as Wei Jiajun, and the medicine boy has never seen Wei Jiajun, but he thinks it should be like Patriarch Yu.

Liu Langzhong closed his eyes, and the little medicine boy held his chin and glared curiously to answer, a pair of eyes were slippery, like black beans.

"Seven words of pharmacology, have you memorized them all?"

"Ah, you said you can memorize it a few days ago." The little medicine boy didn't wait for the gossip in his heart, and ushered in a miserable exam, and his little face collapsed.

"I see that you have a lot of time, and you have time to think about these things."

The little medicine boy didn't dare to say any more, stood up gloomily, took out the booklet and recited the awkward medicine on the wall:

"Gentian aloe vera pours out liver fire, nourishes liver and blood."

In the stumbling recitation of the medicine boy, Liu Langzhong pinched a red plum and put it in his mouth, and the sour taste spread from the tip of his tongue to his heart.

Plum sour.

People have all kinds of flavors.

If you talk about Wei'an, then "he" is a well-deserved hero, how can the patriarch Yu who drives the donkey cart compare with him.

But in this world, the wind and clouds change and come again, and the most important thing is the heroes and heroes.

However, there is no one like the patriarch who knows that he cherishes his wife.

If "he" could be like Patriarch Yu and put the lady first in everything, would she still have the same old face as she does today

"Hey, is this matcha powder?" Qingqing opened the paper bag, and there was green tea foam inside.

I poked a little bit with my finger and put it in my mouth, which is very close to the matcha of later generations, but the taste is a little different.

"Well, it's called Tuancha here, and the process is slightly different from later generations, but it's no problem to make substitutes."

He wants to use this to make matcha milk balls for Qingqing, and sprinkle a layer of green matcha powder on top of the round milk balls, so that you can feel the natural breath in winter.

"Is this expensive?" Qingqing remembered that the Manshan family drank ordinary coarse tea, and she couldn't leave the tea stall to listen to gossip, which was also tea foam.

This delicate matcha powder is the first time I've seen it.

"The last time I asked, it was very expensive—"

Qingqing's eyes darkened, this guy won't be a loser and use all the money he just earned to buy this, right?

"But today I don't know why, I suddenly dealt with it in a hurry, and it only took more than 20 yuan to buy these."

The price plummeted, catching up with the ancient jumping price and selling it, and it was not controlled if it didn't leave.

"It's not cheap to have such a little or two cents, how much did you ask last time?"

"Two taels of silver."

Qingqing sighed, it's good, it hasn't expired or deteriorated, why did the price suddenly drop so much?