Jiang Qinglan actually wanted to scare Yang Tian, but she didn't really want to do anything to him.

Now looking at Yangtian, whose eyes are closed like a wooden man, Jiang Qinglan remembers the fact that he is no different from an ordinary person except in the Temple of Wealth, he is like this, Yangtian, as a fairy, should also have no mana, right?

After calling Yangtian several times and still there was no response, Jiang Qinglan immediately made a decision, drove the carriage to the nearest town, and then called Yangtian a Langzhong.

After all, no matter how much she didn't want to see Yangtian, a long-tongued undercover agent, people were also in the lower realm because of her request, and his life had to be saved.

"Doctor, how is it?" Jiang Qinglan asked Lang Zhongdao, "Suddenly it's like this, is it a stroke?"

Lang Zhong slowly took back the hand of the horn pulse, "With the old man's many years of medical experience, this son's symptoms have been diagnosed, and it should be...... Fell asleep. ”

Seeing Jiang Qinglan's stunned face, Lang Zhong explained good-naturedly, "The young man said that he would sleep and sleep, there is no need to make a fuss, you see that he is breathing smoothly, his heartbeat is normal, his face is ruddy, and his pulse is not abnormal, don't worry." ”

"Asleep? Are you really right?" Jiang Qinglan confirmed again.

"I've been practicing medicine for so many years, and I can't even tell if someone is sick or not?" Lang Zhong was unhappy.

"You misunderstood, I didn't question your medical skills, the main thing is that he slept too suddenly, which made me always feel that it was not so simple, and I hope the doctor will not blame the offended. Jiang Qinglan hurriedly apologized.

"Also, anyone who encounters this situation will beat a drum in their hearts. Lang Zhong understood very much, and his face softened.

Jiang Qinglan personally sent him out of the door, added a little extra when he gave the consultation fee, and sent Lang Zhong away happily.

After confirming that there was no problem, Jiang Qinglan breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as you don't have to worry about your life, you can sleep how you like, but there is a little trouble on the road.

Why don't you hire a carriage for Yangtian?

The more Jiang Qinglan thought about it, the more she felt that it was feasible, and after placing Yangtian on the bed in the inn, she took Li Bai to the street.

Li Bai rode over sideways along the way, although he didn't pull his hips, but because his legs were together, the saddle squeezed his thighs hurt, and at the moment he just wanted to lie on the bed in the inn like a sunny day and rest well, and he didn't really want to go to the street, but he always felt a little embarrassed to say this kind of thing directly, so he thought that if Jiang Qinglan's problem was solved directly, wouldn't he have to go to the street?

"Brother Jiang, there is a carriage for hire in the inn, why do you want to come to the street?"

"Of course, it's because there's something else to do. Jiang Qinglan said to Li Bai, "In addition to hiring a carriage, I also have to make you a few clothes, match some things, and buy a suit." ”

"I've got it with me. Li Bai said, "My father and mother packed all the bags for me when they went out." ”

"I know, those few Shu brocade round-necked robe material is good, but the color does not line you, the other few good colors, but the material is worse, I just inquired with the little two in the store, there is a cloth village nearby, and there is a ready-to-wear store, the clothes made are famous far and wide, you go with me to take a look. Jiang Qinglan said.

"Brother Jiang, I'm not going. Li Bai dragged and didn't leave.

"Why?" Jiang Qinglan was puzzled.

"I can wear those clothes, I don't want to spend money to buy new ones, I have to save money. Li Bai said.

"Don't spend your money, didn't you say it before, you just write poems, and I will pay for all other expenses, let's go." Jiang Qinglan said.

Hearing that he didn't have to spend his own money, Li Bai's thigh didn't hurt anymore, so he followed behind Jiang Qinglan with a smile, "Thank you, Brother Jiang, but why did you suddenly remember to make clothes for me?"

"Remember what I told you before, and it's also a business for me to spend money to let you write poems?" Jiang Qinglan said with a smile.

"Remember, you asked me if I knew about idols. Li Bai nodded.

"That's right, it's an idol, buying a business for you is an indispensable part of the idol business, the appearance of the idol, most of the time for others to see, wear it well, very important. Jiang Qinglan said.

"Brother Jiang is trying to make me like Pan An?" Li Bai was suddenly a little frightened, he didn't want to go out and be thrown melons, fruits and vegetables! It hurts to be smashed on his body!

"How is it possible?" Jiang Qinglan directly gave Li Bai a roll of the eyes, "Yan Gou's pursuit is not long-lasting, once there are better looking than you, they will soon climb the wall, besides, what if you grow to twenty or thirty years old, what if you are disabled? Even if you are not disabled, you will get old, at that time, your face is no longer there, and Yan Gou will turn around and leave." ”

"I spent so much money to ask you to write poems, in addition to plotting the book of business and forbearance, I don't want to lose money, so how can I let you do such a tasteless thing as relying on your face to absorb money?"

"Then why do you need to make new clothes?" Li Bai couldn't figure it out, since he didn't rely on this, why spend more money?

"You don't understand this, do you? There are some people in this world who only respect clothes and do not respect people. What you wear is what they look like, and we can save ourselves a lot of trouble by putting ourselves on clothes that they will envy. Seeing that Li Bai looked like he didn't understand, Jiang Qinglan patiently explained, "For example, what I saw in your Qingyun Inn that day, when a guest wearing silk silk came, Xiao Er would come forward to greet him warmly, and if a beggar came to the door, Xiao Er would only let him go away with a disgusted face." ”

"Maybe that beggar really has the money to live in the hotel, but because of his ragged clothes, he can't enter the door of the inn, so why should he reject these troubles that can be avoided by wearing clothes?" Jiang Qinglan smiled slyly after speaking, "Of course, part of the reason for doing this is because I want to recruit Yan Gou." ”

Li Bai trembled when he heard this, he didn't want to be a person like Pan An!

"Brother Jiang, I can write more poems! Don't let me rely on my face!" Li Bai stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Qinglan's sleeve, pleading in a pleading voice, "You just said that relying on your face will not last long." ”

Jiang Qinglan turned her head to look at Li Bai, such a handsome and handsome boy, what a pity it is not to rely on his face.

"Why do you want to refuse? Isn't the word "talented?" Jiang Qinglan patted the back of Li Bai's hand, "Be obedient, let's strive to become the number one idol of the Tang Dynasty, not only that, but also let those children thousands of years later bow down to you." ”

"......" Li Bai only dared to think that his business would become bigger in the future and become a world-famous wealthy businessman, Li Bai felt that the biggest gap between him and Jiang Qinglan was whether he dared to think about it.

Is it because of this that Jiang Qinglan can do business all over the country, but he can only be a small rich businessman in Qinglian Township?

It seems that he still has to learn from Brother Jiang.

The young Li Bai set a goal in his heart, what to see, say and think in the future, he must look into the big and think into the distance. Especially in the matter of writing poetry, we must keep in mind that thoughts must fly, and the pen must be blown down!