The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 1637 Wrinkled
The medicines Qiao Xiaomai used to make medicinal wine were all common herbs, these common herbs were worthless, but because they were irrigated by spiritual spring water, Qiao Xiaomai set the price by dozens of times, Yang Ye was rich, so he didn't care about it Silver, with a wave of his big hand, he covered the rest.

As a result, another million taels of silver came into the account of Qiao Maimai.

Moreover, Yang Ye paid money to make a custom order, asking her to continue planting herbs next year, and he will cover all the herbs Bei Lingsu needs in the future!
Spending a lot of money just to pursue the sweetheart, Qiao Mai likes this handwriting, and repeatedly promises to plant more herbs next year, she has to create conditions for Yang Ye!

But pursuing the sweetheart has to be done in person. Qiao Maimai suggested that Yang Ye go to Bei Lingsu to apologize first, and don't ask for forgiveness before talking about other things if you risk your life.

Qiao Maimai didn't know how Yang Ye apologized to Bei Lingsu, anyway, Bei Yun came to the farm alone a few days later.

This is a strange thing, ever since Bei Yun came to the capital, Bei Lingsu always followed him whenever he went out, but this time he came alone!
Qiao Mai quickly asked Bei Lingsu what he was doing.

"I have a cold, so I dare not go out." Bei Yun replied.

"What? She's sick?!" Qiao Maimai was surprised.

The doctor himself is sick?

"People eat five grains and suffer from all kinds of diseases. No matter how skilled doctors are, they will get sick sometimes." Bei Yun saw Qiao Xiaomai's dumbfounded eyes, waved his hands, and changed the subject, "You really want her to get better soon, let me Bring her an altar of medicinal wine."

"She doesn't lack medicinal wine to treat illnesses, does she?"

"Nursing up."

"Success." Qiao Maimai nodded, and then asked Bei Yun what he was doing here alone.

"I want to order some medicinal meals."

"Medicine?"

"When I looked in the mirror yesterday, I suddenly found fine lines around my eyes. I prescribed a beauty prescription, and I asked you to stew me a one-month medicinal diet according to the prescription. Don't worry, the price will be given according to the price of floral dew. .”

Joe Mai "..."

Depend on!
Too many slots!

Seeing that Qiao Maimai remained silent, Bei Yun took out a small bronze mirror from his pocket to take a picture, then approached Qiaomai, pointed to the corner of his left eye and asked, "Did you see it? There are fine lines here."

Qiao Maimai stepped back in disgust, "I see, I see."

If you don't see it, you have to say you have seen it. Anyway, the price of this medicinal meal is based on the flower dew.

For the past six months, Bei Yun has taken ten pots of flower dew from her every day at a low price and then sold them at a high price. Being a middleman makes a difference in the price and makes him happy.

In the past six months, he has made a lot of money, and now he wants to exchange the money for medicinal food, she is very happy.

"Here, this is Fang Zi." Bei Yun saw that she agreed, put away the bronze mirror with a smile, and then took out a few pieces of paper from his sleeve.

"Here, just the above, three meals a day, one round every seven days, and four rounds will be enough."

Qiao Xiaomai took the paper, opened it, and glanced at it. Most of them were common ingredients, such as tremella, dates, wolfberry, bird's nest, honey, etc., but some also contained Chinese herbal medicines, such as bletilla striata, white tuckahoe, white tribulus, ginseng, Polygonum multiflorum, etc.

Qiao Maimai and Bei Lingsu have been friends for a long time, and they grow medicines themselves, so they probably understand the effects of these medicines.

These are all beauty.

She couldn't help curling her lips, this man is really...

As a man, he pays too much attention to his own appearance.

"By the way, you're already forty, no, after the new year you'll be 42, right?" Qiao Xiaomai couldn't help asking.

"Yes." Bei Yun responded with a smile, "It is because I am old that I need to take care of it."

"Who do you care for?"

(End of this chapter)