The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

For three days, Wen Ruolan almost fainted every day. After drinking everything from the beginning, she slowly tasted the experience.

But she was very surprised. Tan Junyan's wine making is all flower wine, peach blossom, plum blossom, chrysanthemum, osmanthus... All kinds of wine make Wen Ruolan helpless.

Three days later, she looked at a lot of recorded wine names and rubbed her face.

"What should we do?"

Holding a pen to draw on the paper, suddenly in front of a bright, smiling teeth can not see the eye, once, mengdezhu, Tan Junyan will certainly help himself, he is not and good media said three days later to leave? Give yourself just three days, it seems to be a test.

Moreover, they can't compete with the people here, but in terms of some opportunistic skills, I don't think they will be rivals.

Think of here, all the wine are written on the paper, and the price is also written on the back, so it will no longer be able to hold, too much wine she is finally drunk.

Tan Junyan went into the wine room and saw Wen Ruolan lying on the table asleep. He shook his head helplessly. He bent down to pick up the man and put him on the couch. He turned back to the stone table and looked at the lists and picked up a copy.

On the list, the handwriting is a little scrawly. It must be due to drunkenness. At the beginning, it says six immortals in wine: peony, orchid, plum, chrysanthemum, osmanthus and lotus. The price is one or two silver and one or two wine.

On the second one, there are six gentlemen in the wine: jasmine, camellia, clove, peach, apricot, pomegranate, one or two silver and a half Jin wine.

The third one says six servants in the wine: Impatiens, rose, pear, plum, Begonia and hibiscus. One or two silver and three jin of wine.

Slowly sat down, Tan Junyan put three pieces of paper on the flat, looked for a long time just looked at the sleeping Wen Ruolan, muttered: "really can't see through it."

Wen Ruolan didn't know when he was sleeping. When he woke up, he found that he was still in the wine room. He rubbed his head and looked up. He saw Tan Junyan sitting at the stone table playing with three rows of small wine gourds, which were all made of jade.

He was on the couch. He didn't have to think about how he came. He arranged his clothes and nodded slightly: "let Mr. Tan laugh."

Tan Junyan raised his eyelids: "tell me about the origin of your six immortals, six kings and six servants."

Wen Ruolan pursed her lips, thirsty.

"There's tea."

Wen Ruolan immediately picked up the teapot and poured a cup of herbal tea to himself. After moistening his throat, he said: "the flowers in the six immortals are either of national color and natural fragrance, or of pride and natural beauty. They are strong and far-reaching, with heavy bones and strict fragrance. People who love flowers always respect them and brew wine. Naturally, they can't be wronged, so they are called immortals."

Tan Junyan nodded slightly.

"In fact, the flowers of Liujun and Liufu are just the blooming season of Liujun. They are pleasing to the eye, light and elegant, and call themselves romantic. Liufu is zuolan's favorite. He doesn't like Hibiscus blossoming in the morning and falling in the evening. He doesn't have a long-term heart. He doesn't like rose blossoming with thorns. As for the rest, he is far fetched."

Tan Junyan raised his eyelids. There was no lack of admiration in his purple eyes. He clapped his hands gently: "the medicine lady is really unusual. It seems that you know me as a herb. I admire you."

Wen Ruolan gapes at Tan Junyan and laughs sadly for a long time: "you can't hide it from Mr. tan. I think Mr. Tan also uses these days to investigate Zuo LAN thoroughly."

"In this world, there are not a few people who can understand the body of the burning sun, and only a few people know the body of Han Yu. For those who hate Dongfang Yu to the bone and have complicated emotions towards Dongfang Yi, besides Yao Niangzi at the foot of Qishan, Tan really can't find another person."

Tan Junyan took the paper and put it into his sleeve: "tell me, lady Yao came to Anju Town, but what does Dongfang Yi mean?"

"No Wen Ruolan is also honest: "in order to live more freely, Rui Wang Enzhong maintains that Zuo LAN naturally doesn't want him to lose."

Tan Junyan was silent for a long time and got up: "what's your plan in Anju town?"

"Earn money, and then leave the state of Yan." Wen Ruolan sighed softly: "there are too many people who want to kill me in the state of Yan, but we are also in the same boat."

"Unfortunately, there is no wine." Tan Junyan looked back at the big wine jar: "the wine here is from liushange."

"I have a way." Wenruolandon said: "liucang Pavilion is not afraid of big business. If I cooperate with good media, Mr. Tan can still leave liucang Pavilion at any time, and I will find the most suitable place for Mr. Tan to make wine. Only one kind of wine is enough."

"What kind of wine?" Tanjunyan asked.

Wen Ruolan picked up a pen and wrote a word on it - bamboo.

On that day, Wen Ruolan left liucange unconsciously, and Tan Junyan also left liucange that night.

In the small yard, Wen Ruolan is busy in the kitchen, putting dishes on the table, and jiu'er stands beside with wine gourd.

"Mr. Tan, I'm going to talk about cooperation with good media tomorrow. I'd like to invite Mr. Tan to stay here for one night." Wen Ruolan set the chopsticks and sat down opposite.

"The shogunate is also a good choice. The most important thing is that the shogunate has bamboo." Tan Junyan held up his glass and said, "there are two springs in Anju town. The shogunate is bigger than liucangge, and the shogunate is very closed. It's like spring all the year round."

Wen Ruolan's eyes brightened: "that Tan childe and shogunate have friendship?"

"No Tan Junyan put down his wine and stood up at the window with his hands down. It was snowing outside. He only wore a silk robe, and his eyes seemed to be able to see through the layers of fog.

Wen Ruolan is eating the rice in the bowl. She not only smiles bitterly in her heart, it's really not easy. No one can treat each other sincerely. She has met too many people and experienced too many things, and finally she still has to be careful in front of anyone. Maybe after the hunting meeting, she will get better after she leaves here.

Tan Junyan wants to enter the shogunate. Wen Ruolan can't help but know what kind of existence the shogunate is. Who knows? The only general who knew the shogunate and garrison had a lot to do with each other.

In Anju Town, the shogunate's sense of existence is very low. Except for the annual hunting Festival, the shogunate almost never contacts with outsiders.

"Wanhualou is the property of the shogunate."

Tan Junyan turns around, his eyes drooping slightly can't see his emotion clearly, and his voice is light: "it's said that Zuo LAN has a good relationship with the three people in Anju Town, ye Ruyi of Ruyi square, Ouyang of wanhualou and good media of liucangge, eh?"

Left orchid two words in Tan Junyan's mouth with full ten banter flavor, Wen Ruolan also don't care, after all, he knows who he is.

As for cooperation, Wen Ruolan admits that it's her best chance to earn a lot of money. Where can't the world go?

He raised his eyes and looked at Tan Junyan with a smile: "Mr. Tan is so curious about the shogunate. If I can't do everything I can to let you in, I'm afraid the cooperation will be impossible."

"Of course." Tan Junyan did not hide his purpose, nodded to admit.

"In that case, please move to the shogunate." Qinghe's voice rang out, and Wen Ruolan turned his head in amazement.

The door was pushed open, and Wen Ruolan stood up in disbelief: "how are you?"