Zhao Ming thought about it, led the horse out, and closed the door again with his backhand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Well, I have to buy a lock!" Zhao Ming put the key into his arms, got on his horse and ran towards Fang City.

After running for about ten minutes, Zhao Ming had to get off the horse and lead the horse away, there were already pedestrians here, if you accidentally bumped into someone, you would have to eat a lawsuit, don't think about running away, the people of the six doors are not vegetarians, although they don't appear much in the rivers and lakes, but their strength is not to be underestimated.

Zhao Ming was busy until the evening before he could get everything he wanted to buy.

"Made, isn't it just door-to-door delivery, and there is an additional charge, and there is no business acumen at all!" Zhao Ming deeply despised those bosses for delivering goods to their doors.

"Well, it looks like we'll have to find an inn today. With that, Zhao Ming led the horse and began to look for an inn to stay.

"Hmm, there is a wine shop, there is actually a wine shop here, wine shops are not generally outside the remote city, how can there be a wine shop on this street?" Zhao Ming walked in curiously.

"I'm sorry, we're closed. As soon as Zhao Ming walked in, a young woman's voice came from inside.

"Is this an inn?" Zhao Ming looked at everything around him curiously, feeling that this was no different from an inn.

"Of course not, we only sell alcohol and don't buy food, and we don't have a place to stay. "Out of it came a charming young woman.

Why was Zhao Ming so familiar when he heard her words?

"Damn, isn't this a bar!" Zhao Ming's heart suddenly sweated profusely, this era is really advancing with the times, it seems that the second generation of officials and the second generation of rich people here are still quite good at playing.

"What's the matter, the little master came in and was going to have a drink?" the young woman couldn't help but laugh when she saw Zhao Ming's little bald head.

Zhao Ming's face was full of black lines, he was being teased?

"I don't mind having a drink, as long as the little lady is not afraid that there will be a man in your shop so late. Saying that, Zhao Ming looked at the proprietress with a smile on his face.

"Hehe, little master, you are quite humorous, quite in line with my taste, then the old lady will invite you to have a drink today!" said the proprietress took a small wine jug from the counter and sat in front of Zhao Ming with two glasses.

Zhao Ming felt that no matter how he sits, he felt that his ass was awkward, and how he felt like a promising profession in the future - duck!

"The little master is here, at this time twenty years of Du Kang wine, absolutely good wine, come, taste it. Saying that, the proprietress poured a glass of wine for Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming smiled, picked up the wine glass and drank it.

"Hmm...... Sure enough, it is fragrant!" Zhao Ming slowly savored the lingering fragrance in his mouth.

"Hee-hee, if you like it, have another drink. Saying that, the proprietress poured Zhao Ming another glass of wine.

Suddenly, Zhao Ming remembered something. It seems that there is still a ginseng in my baggage and I haven't figured out what to do with it, isn't it a good opportunity now? Soaking this ginseng into medicinal wine can completely release the medicinal effect, which is more beneficial to the body's absorption.

"Boss, have you ever heard of medicinal wine?" Zhao Ming didn't drink the wine glass, but looked at the proprietress and said.

"Medicinal wine, hehe, you're talking about a treasure bar made of medicinal herbs and soaking wine all year round!" the proprietress didn't understand at first, but then she reacted.

"Drug pairing?Does this run medicinal wine need different drug combinations?" Zhao Ming frowned when he heard the words of the proprietress, he originally thought that he just needed to find an aged wine and put the ginseng directly into it, but now he found that things didn't seem to be as simple as he imagined.

"Of course, otherwise how can it be called treasure wine, generally treasure wine is made of precious medicinal materials and treasures from rare animals in the aged wine, if it is a single drug, the energy in it can not achieve balance, it is harmful to the human body, this treasure wine is very popular among the dignitaries, even I treasure some. "The proprietress doesn't seem to be in a hurry at all, and she is very patient to explain this knowledge about treasure wine to you.

When I heard that this treasure wine was so troublesome, I immediately became worried.

"What's the matter, does the little master want to configure the treasure wine by himself?" the proprietress seemed to see Zhao Ming's heart at once, and asked with a smile.

Zhao Ming was surprised, but still replied politely: "I have such an idea, but now I don't have a score in my heart when you say this." Zhao Ming shook his head when he said this.

"Hee-hee, why is there no score? In fact, the configuration of this treasure wine is not very complicated, it depends on what grade you want to configure, the general formula is circulated outside, and the medicinal wine configured with the formula can not fully exert the medicinal properties of the drug, and the upper grade is some of the formulas that have been circulated among the dignitaries, these formulas are mostly used for some long-term medicinal materials, the longer the year, the better the medicinal effect, the third is of course the secret treasure wine of the palace, that is the real treasure wine, it can be done to the extent that people hang their lives when they ask, and what we have circulated in these circles is not at the same grade at all, not to mention the popular treasure wine on the market。 "The proprietress seems to like Zhao Ming very much today, and she knows everything about him.

But Zhao Mingke was bitter, and he always felt uncomfortable sitting here.

However, for the sake of this treasure wine, Zhao Ming felt that he still had to endure it.

"Then I don't know the secret recipe of this treasure wine?" said Zhao Ming and looked at the proprietress .

"Hehe, since I said it, I won't ** your appetite, in fact, this is not a secret recipe, basically everyone in the circle knows it, but the difficulty is in this medicinal material, you have to find the matching medicinal materials. Saying that, the proprietress took out a piece of paper and wrote down the recipe she knew, of course, the proprietress could not give the recipe of her treasure wine to Zhao Ming, what she gave was just the recipe of the low-grade treasure wine that would be circulated on the market.

"It's all about medicinal materials, and there's no limit to what you can get on animals, so you can put a few more if you like. After speaking, he handed the paper with the secret recipe written on it to Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming took the paper and looked at it carefully, although it was full of some precious medicinal materials, and the age was not small, but Zhao Ming could see at a glance that this was not the kind he wanted just now, and he always felt that the requirements were too low compared to what the boss said just now, but Zhao Ming still carefully folded the paper and put it in his arms, and it was a big deal to find it later.

"Little master, I don't know which temple you came from?" Suddenly, the proprietress changed her conversation and led the topic to Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming didn't care about these details, at this time he was thinking about where to get some money to buy medicinal materials, it shouldn't be difficult to get a little bit of medicinal materials in the capital, but it costs money, but Zhao Ming's net worth is more than twenty taels left, and he originally said more than a hundred, but Zhao Ming bought the furniture today, and then went to the restaurant to book the daily wine and food for a year, and the money instantly stopped eighty percent.

"I'm just a wild monk, and I don't have any fixed Zen monastery. Zhao Ming said casually.

"Then which monastery did you say you were ordained a monk in?" the proprietress seemed to be very dissatisfied with Zhao Ming's answer, and asked again.

"Shaving, that should be in Shaolin, I grew up there, but people stay in a place for a long time will always get bored, just come out by yourself to have a look, if one day the little monk really understands the Buddha's principles, maybe he will return to the roots to retreat and participate in meditation. Zhao Ming didn't care much about his Shaolin identity, anyway, he just wanted to leave there, and he didn't feel that there was any trouble with this identity, just say it, it's not a big deal.

When the proprietress heard Zhao Ming say this, she seemed to nod her head clearly.

"Then where did you learn your martial arts?" asked the proprietress tentatively.

"Martial arts, it's me who is ......" Zhao Ming didn't feel right before he could say anything, he found that he was very good at talking today and couldn't hold the door, and he didn't have any vigilance at all when he said anything.

"Hehe, the proprietress laughed, the little monk is a little monk who has just come out of the temple, where did he get his martial arts!"