I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

Chen Guangliang grinned suddenly, showing his white teeth, "Guess, is it better braised in brown sauce or steamed?"

The answer is already obvious. Take the wolf cub to meet the master, and the master will want it to be a meal more than him.

Baicaoshi hugged the little wolf cub tightly. Fu Bao rubbed against her arms, full of attachment.

"Be good, little Fubao, go find Uncle Jiang by yourself, and tell dad and grandma that mom is fine, and I'll come home to see you soon." Baicaoshi and Xiaolang bit their ears, chattering.

"Let's go, girl." Feng Zhenye said.

**

Some people gathered in the market, and Jiang Bo hid himself in the crowd. His hands trembled with fear, but what could he do?

He went back to lead his own ox cart, and now he had no choice but to rush back to the village, tell Zhe Yu the news, and let him think of a way.

**

Chen Guangliang briefly explained the tasks and confirmed Baicaoshi's guess.

Afterwards, Baicaoshi got into a carriage, which was richly decorated and spacious inside, with patterns of birds embroidered on the curtain. Huge wings, sharp beak, lifelike.

Dayan Kingdom is a dynasty with a bird as its totem.

Baicao Poetry can't tell if it's the legendary Suzaku. I regret that I didn't read "Shan Hai Jing" carefully in the new century.

Chen Guangliang drove the car himself.

There were also some riding horses behind, and the shopkeeper Feng sadly trotted all the way.

A group of people left Changgou Town.

Baicaoshi opened the curtains to record the road. There are many farmlands in this area, and there are mountains in the distance, which are lush and lush.

Wait, she saw the little wolf cub behind the team and followed her all the way. Neither close nor behind.

There is a surge of heat in my heart. This little wolf she picked up halfway has been so loyal after only raising it for a few days. Just let it go, take it on a trip, and find a way to let it report when the time comes.

After the carriage had gone for half an hour, Baicaoshi opened the curtain in front, "Commander Chen, everyone is serving the nobles. Your people ride horses, and the treasurer Feng relies on his feet, and he will be tired if he is tired. Then I will return to you." It needs the cooperation of Shopkeeper Feng."

Bringing out nobles is a good thing, Chen Guangliang asked Feng Zhenye to ride with one of his subordinates.

Feng Zhenye gratefully crossed his hands to Baicaoshi.

After half an hour, the group arrived at a villa.

The villa is built on the mountainside. From a distance, the pavilions, terraces and pavilions are exquisitely constructed, with blue bricks, black tiles and horse-head walls, but it is a beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.

In front of the gate of the village, there is an indigo gold plaque with the word "Dongli" written on it.

The name is very elegant.

There are people guarding outside the village, but they are dressed as domestic servants, and they are different from Chen Guangliang.

Chen Guangliang and others got off the car and entered the villa with Baicaoshi.

Baicaoshi glanced at the little wolf cub hidden in the distance.

"Your pet is psychic." Chen Guangliang joked with a smile.

"Everything in the world has spirituality, and so do plants, trees, mountains and rocks." Baicaoshi changed the subject and looked at this unique private property, surrounded by winding water corridors and scattered mountains and rocks. This is like a holiday villa for modern people, just a roof. Get a community. "It's really nice here! Your nobleman must be a wonderful person with taste."

In order to make the next customs clearance smoother, Baicaoshi doesn't mind patting Rainbow fart by the way.

"This time the girl is wrong. My master is just staying here. Come with me."

Baicaoshi is even more curious about the owner of the villa.

The villa is a trinary courtyard, and they stopped at the last small courtyard.

A woman in her mid-twenties was waiting there. She was wearing a crimson skirt with elegant chrysanthemums embroidered on it, and the flexible cloak was held in her arms, graceful and graceful.

"Miss Huanyan, I'll leave it to you." Chen Guangliang seemed to value Huanyan very much.

Baicaoshi nodded, she is beautiful and her name is nice.

"Chen Huwei don't worry." Huanyan smiled at Baicaoshi, "Miss, what's your name?"

Baicaoshi hesitated for a moment, whether she should sue her under her real name. If you use your real name, if you offend the nobleman, you will implicate your family. But if you create a false identity, with the ability of a nobleman, you may be able to find out if you check it, and you will still be punished by then. "I, Baibai, a hundred people with a hundred surnames."

Huanyan didn't delve too deeply into it, and led her into a room filled with hot air and a huge bathtub.

This process!

Baicaoshi embraced her arms, blushing three points, "Miss Huanyan, I'm here to be a cook, not... to serve the bed."