Unknowingly, ten years have passed since the flood occurred in Xingping three years ago.
The brilliant sunshine shines on the green tiles and red walls everywhere, the abrupt cornices, the high-flying shop signboards, the sparkling cars and horses, and the endless flow of pedestrians.
On both sides of the street are teahouses, taverns, pawn shops, workshops, etc., and there are many small vendors with big umbrellas in the open space next to them.
The street extends to the east and west, all the way to the quieter suburbs outside the city. However, there are still people on the street: some are carrying burdens, some are driving ox carts to deliver goods, some are driving donkeys to pull trucks, and some are stopping to watch Yuzhou.
River view.........
With the tall tower as the center, the houses on both sides line up in rows, forming a unique alley.
At this time, the wind was howling, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and it looked like a storm was coming.
On the west side of the street, there is a somewhat shabby plaque with the three characters "Ji Shi Tang" engraved on it.
"Papa...papa!"
In the medicine shop, a series of sounds of abacus tapping were heard.
The one who was making the abacus was a young man. The young man had a very delicate appearance and handsome features. The most special thing was his eyes, which were slender and deep at the corners. His eyelashes closed lightly, like clouds covering the moon.
The young man's name is An Jing.
At this moment, he was standing in front of the drug store counter, tapping his abacus and recording his account books.
"Three pounds of madder cost three hundred dollars."
"One hundred and fifty cents per catty of flower buds."
"There is still some coriander in stock. I won't buy it this time. Maybe I can save a fortune."
"Pah! Pah!"
.........
"Dr. Xiaoan, it's done!"
At this moment, a rapid voice came from outside the wooden curtain.
An Jing looked up and saw a matchmaker rushing in.
"Wang Po, what happened?"
An Jing looked at Po Wang and asked in confusion.
"I have already made arrangements for you to ensure that you are satisfied with the marriage."
Mrs. Wang said excitedly: "The young lady moved here with her family not long ago, and she looks so pretty."
"So fast?" An Jing said suspiciously.
Ever since An Jing cured Po Wang's cold, Po Wang said she wanted to repay her kindness by coming to Ji Shi Tang every now and then to propose marriage to him. After An Jing declined once or twice, he casually agreed in the morning.
"Of course I take it seriously. Look, this is a portrait." Grandma Wang carefully took out a roll of portraits from her arms.
The portrait shows a woman with a graceful figure and exquisite facial features. She is dressed in light blue clothes and looks even more cool and beautiful.
An Jing nodded slightly: "You are indeed pretty."
How men treat women is nothing more than four words.
nice.
like.
Grandma Wang was frothing and said: "This girl is called Zhao Qingmei. She comes from a scholarly family. She is proficient in knitting and tailoring, playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She is a real lady of the family."
"Dr. Xiao An, if you can marry her, it will be a blessing for eight lifetimes."
An Jing said strangely: "Are you lying to me?"
A lady, quiet, gentle, and charming, this is simply the most ideal woman for men...
"How could I lie to you? You are my savior." Mrs. Wang smacked her chest and vowed: "If I tell a lie, I am willing to be struck by lightning from heaven."
"Okay, let's meet first and then talk." An Ding nodded.
Whether it's a donkey or a horse, you have to take a walk to find out.
"Dr. Xiao An, since you have agreed, I will arrange for you two to meet tomorrow." When Po Wang heard what An Jing said, her face was full of smiles: "I will go back and explain now, we are still waiting over there.
I'll reply."
"Wang Po, wait!"
"You clean up tomorrow, and I will bring them over then."
Mrs. Wang rolled up the picture album and ran away in a hurry, not giving An Jing a chance to continue talking.
"This Wang Po."
An Jing looked at the hurried figure and sighed: "I'm so anxious, I haven't asked clearly yet."
Anjing, his name in this life.
The original owner of this body had died in the flood a long time ago, and he therefore traveled through time and took possession of this body.
As soon as he came to this world, he experienced the largest plague in Jiangnan Dao in decades. Both his parents died in this plague, but he survived by luck and opened a medical clinic in Yuzhou City and lived a good life.
calm life.
In An Jing's mind, there is a unique book from the ground.
As his thoughts fell, the first page of the black book in his mind opened.
Tip 1: The host's destiny has not yet taken root (one year left), so no one can learn the identity of the host when using martial arts, otherwise he will get a black opportunity.
Tip 2: There will be a marriage in the near future. If it comes true, the host will get a green opportunity.
........
Black opportunities belong to bad luck, and there will be fatal disasters and unintentional disasters.
An Jing followed the instructions in the book and practiced step by step. He has been practicing medicine in Yuzhou City. He has never exposed his cultivation and strength. In the eyes of ordinary people, he is just an ordinary doctor. No one knows that Dr. Xiao An
He turned out to be a first-class master.
Just last night, this second reminder appeared in Di Shu, so he did not refuse this marriage.
The green opportunity is the biggest opportunity he has encountered so far, and it may even take his cultivation level to another level.
"I don't know what this green opportunity is, but it's not a loss to have such a beautiful wife..."
An Jing packed up the account books, "The next step is to prepare carefully."
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Yuzhou River, misty rain.
Yuzhou River, also known as Yuzhou Creek, covers an area of more than 70 square kilometers in Yuzhou. A Yuzhou River runs through the whole city, and the scenery is distributed on both sides. If you take a awning boat from south to north, the scenery is full of moonlight, and it seems to be fast and slow.
"Tick tock! Tick tock!"
The raindrops are like sorrow, falling quickly and rhythmically on the black canopy. It does not appear dull, but has a comfortable and light feeling.
A young woman stood on the bow of the boat, looking at Yuzhou City in the mist and rain.
She is elegant and elegant, and has an air of lightness about her.
It is like a crescent moon, like flowers and trees piled with snow, which cannot be squared away.
"Master, the matchmaker said there will be results today." A pretty maid next to her whispered.
"I see."
The woman's eyes were cold, with a hint of expectation in her eyes.
The maid frowned slightly and stopped talking.
"Tan Yun, if you want to say something, just say it." The woman said calmly.
Tan Yun bit his lip and said: "Master, I really don't understand. He is just an ordinary doctor. Why do you like this person?"
She didn't understand that her leader had worked so hard and calculated to marry an ordinary doctor.
The woman raised her eyebrows and glanced at Tan Yun.
With just one look, Tan Yun suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and the chill on his spine rose sharply.
"This slave is too talkative, this slave is too talkative." Tan Yun immediately knelt down on one knee when he saw those eyes and kept admitting his mistake.
Frost Rakshasa, who made his debut with a pagoda sword, is known to everyone in Dayan Jianghu and is ranked 57th on the Jianghu Dragon and Tiger Ranking.
But at this moment, such a peerless vicious man is trembling in front of a woman and calls himself a slave, which shows how terrifying a woman's identity is.
"I only have two purposes for coming to Jiangnan Road this time. One is to find the person who killed Master."
"The second reason is..."
When the woman said this, her cold eyes actually softened.
She didn't say anything more, but Tan Yun understood in his heart that the second reason for his ruthless, ruthless leader seemed to be because of this ordinary doctor.
However, how can this ordinary doctor be worthy of his own leader?
"Tan Yun." The woman said suddenly.
"My slave is here." Tan Yun said quickly.
"Did you hear that?" "What?" Tan Yun was stunned for a moment and quickly looked around.
With her second-level cultivation, there are definitely no more than ten people in the world who can hide their figure within ten feet of her.
The woman raised her head, took a breath, and greedily enjoyed everything.
"The sound of the wind passes through the bones, it's really addictive."