No matter how fierce I will cry for you

Miss Zhao was deliberately trying to cause trouble to Young Master Song, so before she could say anything, she couldn't help but laugh first, and then she tried her best to control her laughter and replied: "Lengxiang Wan, if you can make Lengxiang Wan, I will agree to make it." Your girlfriend."

As soon as Miss Zhao said these words, Fu Yanci, who was sitting not far away and looking at the scenery, also laughed. He had seen Dream of Red Mansions, but he also expected that Young Master Song had never seen it. That kind of boring ancient literature was not Young Master Song’s dish.

From Miss Zhao's point of view, she could see Mr. Fu's face, and she happened to see him smile. His face was very gentle, like a man like water. I had to admit that Mr. Fu was really handsome, better-looking than many celebrities. , Miss Zhao doesn’t know any more adjectives, she just feels that she likes such a gentle person, her words and smiles make people feel like a spring breeze, unlike Mr. Shao who is so cold, who makes people shy away and feel scared just by looking at him.

Miss Zhao was fascinated, but Young Master Song was raising his arm to scratch his hair: "Lengxiang Pills? What is this?"

"It's just medicine." Miss Zhao was brought back from her thoughts by Young Master Song's doubtful voice.

Young Master Song frowned: "Is it a herbal medicine? He has heard of Angelica sinensis and Ginseng, but he has never heard of Lengxiang Pills."

"It is made of 12 taels each of white peony flowers, white lotus flowers, white hibiscus flowers, and white plum blossom stamens, and then add [-] taels each of rain in the rain season, dew in the white dew season, frost in the frost season, and snow in the light snow season of the same year. Mix honey, sugar, etc. to make longan pills, put them in a container and bury them under the roots of the flower tree." Miss Zhao answered, imitating the tone of the 'Precious Girl' in Dream of Red Mansions.

She didn't have much entertainment when she was a child, but Meng Xingcun had an old copy of Dream of Red Mansions. She liked to pick it up to pass the time when she had nothing to do after practicing. She read it over and over again, but she didn't understand the meaning behind it. She just felt that this cold-flavored pill was too nonsense. , there is such a tricky and weird medicine, it is better to just give it a shot and 'the needle will cure the disease'.

Young Master Song had never seen Dream of Red Mansions, and since the words came from the mouth of a Chinese medicine doctor with superb medical skills like Miss Zhao, he really took it seriously, frowning and wondering for a long time.

After a while, Young Master Song raised his head and said, "What effect does this medicine have? It can't bring the dead back to life, can it?"

"How do you know?" Miss Zhao pretended to be surprised. Her acting skills were many times better than those of Young Master Song.

Therefore, the more pure and innocent a person is, the harder it is for people to distinguish between truth and fiction.

Young Master Song was immediately shocked: "Damn, it's really a panacea!"

That surprised expression seemed like he had really obtained some magical formula.

Ji Ling, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips and tried hard to control himself from laughing.

Miss Zhao never laughs and nods seriously: "Well, yes, this is the secret recipe passed down to me by my master. Mainly because I am limited in my abilities and cannot get together such things. If you really make cold incense Maru, then I agree to be your girlfriend."

"No problem, I will definitely help you complete it!" Young Master Song agreed happily, and began to think in his heart. If this was really done, wouldn't he be able to live forever? If it could be mass-produced, how many lives could be saved? People.

Miss Zhao blinked twice and then asked him: "When are you going?"

Young Master Song hurriedly took out his cell phone, as if he was serious: "Say it again, I will write it down and let the people below find it."

Miss Zhao lived up to expectations and told Young Master Song again. After recording, Young Master Song really asked his men to look for these 'weird' things.

After the message was sent, Young Master Song seemed uneasy and made another phone call: "Did you read the message I sent you?"

"Well... I saw..." The other party was obviously confused and didn't understand what Young Master Song meant.

"This is the secret recipe, don't tell others!" Young Master Song asked mysteriously. When he spoke, he was afraid that there would be someone around him, so he deliberately lowered his voice.

The person opposite was even more confused. He had no idea what his young master meant. He was thinking that he wanted to make him the "Thirteen Hairpins of Jinling". He was embarrassed to say it directly, so he came up with such a roundabout way?
"Oh, don't worry, young master." The person opposite agreed vaguely. "Why does it take a year to prepare all these things?" Young Master Song became really serious.

"Ah?" The person opposite was confused again and tentatively replied, "No need...I can send it to you tomorrow..."

"Tomorrow?" Young Master Song was overjoyed, as if he saw victory in sight.

"How about tonight?" The person on the phone was dumbfounded and asked tentatively.

"Do you have it in stock?" Young Master Song was even more surprised. How could his subordinates know if it wasn't a secret recipe? What's more, with such harsh conditions, he was worried that he wouldn't be able to prepare it for a year.

"Ready stock?... But, it can be available..."

"What does it mean to have something? If you have it, you have it. If you don't have it, you don't have it. Why are you talking so strangely today?" Young Master Song was anxious.

When the person on the phone heard that Young Master Song was about to lose his temper, he immediately cheered up and said, "Yes, yes, we have it in stock."

As long as the young master wants it, he has to find it even if he goes to look for it now, not to mention the beautiful girls, Minato has a lot of them.

"Send it to Qincheng immediately, brother Ci!" Young Master Song was so excited that after closing the line, he excitedly announced to Miss Zhao, "We have the cold scented pills, and the people below will send them over right away!"

Zhao Zhixi: "...Yes?"

"Yes! Ready in stock!" Young Master Song looked excited, and even the corners of his eyebrows and eyes trembled with excitement.

Miss Zhao was also confused. She casually mentioned a scene from Dream of Red Mansions, but how could it really be in stock?

It takes two and a half hours for a private plane to fly from the port area to Qincheng. Therefore, when Fu Yanci's car stopped at the door of Fu's villa, Young Master Song's people had already arrived.

When Young Master Song saw it from afar, he was so excited that he couldn't sit still. He ran to the car door to wait before the car stopped.

"Young Master Song, you'd better sit down first." Ji Ling reminded kindly.

Young Master Song couldn't wait any longer, his eyes were shining: "Okay, okay, stop the car!"

Five meters away from the gate, Young Master Song couldn't wait to stop the car. Before the car stopped, the man was already running away.

Miss Zhao was also curious as to why it was still in stock, so she quickened her pace and followed.

Ji Ling turned to look at Fu Yanci and asked, "Mr. Fu, do you still use a wheelchair?"

After all, many people have seen Fu Yanci not using a wheelchair. Even if he wanted to hide this matter, he was afraid that he would not be able to hide it, so he asked Fu Yanci for instructions.