Mingyue outside the door saw Yang Yun walking towards her with a smile, and immediately said vigilantly, "Miss Yang, what else do you have?"

'Nothing happens"

"real?"

Yang Yun said helplessly, "It's really..., don't look at me with that look."

Mingyue had just breathed a sigh of relief, but Yang Yun's words rang again, "I'll ask you something?"

A pack of melon seeds, is it?

Can we not want it?

This gift is so hot.

Mingyue instantly became a bitter face and said aggrievedly, "You said?"

Yang Yun glanced at the main hall and asked in a low voice, "What do your master like?"

"I will give you ten packs tomorrow, no, one hundred packs, you can let me go..."

How can the master talk about his preferences?

At this time, Mingyue understood that this pack of melon seeds was not hot but was fatal.

Just after the corner of my eyes, I was secretly moving, trying to stay away from his breeze, and instantly, "The disaster is in the east,"... Otherwise, you ask him?"

"I have a thousand packs."

"Tsk, don't tell me, I'll ask about the pomegranate."

He gave the two of them a look of disgust and raised his foot to look for pomegranate.

When the two saw Yang Yun enter the pomegranate's room, they let out a long sigh, wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads together, and looked at each other, Mingyue spoke first, "Do you think pomegranate will say?"

"Won't."

As a close guard, any information from the conservative master is the first requirement for them. Pomegranate is now considered a close guard. I think she will not make any mistakes.

There are exceptions to everything.

When Polite heard Yang Yun ask her master’s preferences, he spoke without hesitation, “The master likes to read is military books, his favorite weapon is Yuehua, he likes to practice martial arts and play chess…”

Pomegranate was so slight and wanted to say more to let Yang Yun know more about her master.

"Stop, stop, stop..." Yang Yun raised her hand to hold her forehead and quickly stopped.

These preferences are so high-end that she is a little helpless. Just ask her if she is good at, "What does he like to eat the most?"

Yang Yun is the most proficient in food. As long as Rong Jing has something she particularly likes, it will be difficult for her.

Pomegranate thought for a moment and said, "No, the master has nothing to eat in particular."

There are a lot of things I don’t like to eat, such as sugar, sweet and sour dishes...

However, during this period, the owner seemed to have eaten all the osmanthus candies given by Miss Yang.

Yang Yun put her chin around her waist and held her chin with her hands in contemplation, constantly walking around the room, and suddenly asked, "When is your master's birthday?"

"It's a coincidence that you are different from Miss Yang, but the same month and day."

“August fifteen.”

"Yes."

Yang Yun and Polygon talked about their birthdays during a chat, so Polygon secretly sighed that it seemed that they had a fate.

Yang Yun didn't ask at that time, and she didn't talk much.

After knowing Rong Jing’s birthday, I also thought about returning the gift.

...

It was another busy night. While I was going to buy breakfast, Yang Yun couldn't wait to deliver the 100 boxes of jade cream and 100 bottles of osmanthus jade water that she made last night to Hongyan Pavilion.

Although the jade cream and jade water are simple to make and there is no supply, Yang Yun thought it was still a route that was rare and expensive, and only 100 servings were served every day.

Yujishui is also priced at one liang of silver per bottle, and the share of Hongyan Pavilion is 100 yuan, and the amount of money is about 180 taels per day.

180 taels!

Equivalent to 180,000 yuan.

In her previous life, she wouldn’t dare to think about 180,000 a day, even 180,000 a year.

So, she was very content and would not add another box or bottle no matter how the customer supercharged it.

My sister is so arrogant. If you have money, we won’t make any profit!

...

Yesterday I heard Yang Siyu say that Yang Qinglin would also come to the county town today. He would go to return books to Brother Xie and borrow a few more books by the way.

In the morning, Yang Yun was absent-mindedly waiting for her ox cart.

Finally saw a familiar figure.

"Second brother, fourth uncle..."

Before the sound fell, the man had already rushed to his own ox cart.

Yang Yun couldn't wait for a moment, so she hurriedly took out the recommendation letter and handed it to Yang Qinglin.

When Yang Qinglin saw what the thin paper was, the person instantly turned petrified. After a while, he swallowed, "Yun'er, is this true?"

"Of course it's true."

Seeing Yang Qinglin's excited look, thinking about how he looked last night, I felt a little balanced.

Excessive surprises are really a bit out of place.

"Ke... aren't the recommendation letters from Ke Qingshan Academy recommended only by famous people? How did you get them?"

Although Yang Qinglin was excited, his reason was still there. He instantly became suspicious, and there was a hint of fear in his doubts. Yes, a hint of fear.

He was afraid that his sister would do something bad for this recommendation letter?

"Second brother, don't worry, the cleanness of this recommendation letter was given by Mr. Rong."

"Young Master Rong?"

It seems that he is not familiar with Mr. Rong, why does he help so much?

Not to mention Yang Qinglin, even Yang Siming was full of doubts and was worried.

Yang Yun was not confused at all about the two's doubts.

She felt that it might be Rong Jing's reward for the detoxification of Shulin that day, or the power of boiling medicine and detoxification now, or the reward for the night of July 15th.

None of these can be said, especially when Rong Jing was poisoned, she must not say that she had made a vow that day.

"It's the senior brother who went to find Mr. Rong."

Senior brother, I'm sorry, I can only blame you.

Fortunately, it's not a bad thing.

Kitazawa, who was far away in a deep mountain to collect herbs, couldn't help but sneeze, raised his hand and touched his forehead, took his pulse for himself, and muttered, "I'm not sick... Could it be that who is talking about me... I've been missing my junior sister a little these days after leaving. I wonder if she missed me..." While talking, Kitazawa continued to climb the cliff.

Yang Qinglin felt at ease when he knew that Kitaze took action.

...

At noon, in a gorgeously decorated room in the Royal Villa, the dignified and elegant Queen Mother was having a meal. On her left was Rong Jing, then Rong Ziling, and on the right was her niece of her parents' family, that is, Rong Jing's cousin, Princess Chaoyang.

Except for Rong Jing, everyone has a maid and dish.

The royal etiquette may be whether to eat or not. The dining table is very quiet. If Yang Yun was asked to eat in such an environment, she would definitely not be able to eat, and she would also want to escape as soon as possible.

Faced with the delicious food on a large table, Rong Jing had no desire to eat at all. She couldn't help but feel Yang Yun's delicious food, and she couldn't help but feel her appetite.

There was a sweet and sour tenderloin in front of the queen mother, and it happened to be close to Rong Jing's hand, so he picked up the public chopsticks and picked up a piece.

Three pieces in a row, the Queen Mother, who was eating elegantly, couldn't help but be surprised and signaled that the maid next to her to pick up a piece to taste.

The sweet and sour tenderloin still tastes the same.

The Empress Dowager couldn't help but speak, "Imperial son, I remember you don't like sweet and sour mouths, when did you change your taste?"

"I've eaten it by chance, but I don't find it difficult to eat."
Chapter completed!