I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

Yuan Xian is a person who knows how to enjoy himself.

The black canopy is swaying, the water is rippling, and Yurong Mountain can be seen in the distance. The top of the mountain is covered with snow, but the scenery below is winding.

If you exclude the fact that Yurong City is an important military town, it really looks like Baicao Poetry in modern Lijiang or Dali, a fairyland on earth.

The sashimi is sliced ​​thin, and it can be eaten immediately in the milky white soup. It is extremely tender and blooms in the mouth.

"How about Miss Bibai's medicinal diet?"

Baicaoshi put down her chopsticks and held up a kind of sweet wine unique to Yurong City, "There are thousands of flavors in the world, all of which are gifts from nature, regardless of superiority. I would like to taste it all over the world, this life is enough."

It's a good one to taste the world, Yuan Xian sees her open-minded little aspirations, and thinks it would be a great pleasure to be able to drink wine, sing songs and taste food with her.

"Miss Bai has a clever mind, why don't you follow me to do things, you can go anywhere in the world, and you can taste all the scenery in the world."

Baicaoshi was taken aback.

Yuan Xian said it naturally, and the aura of the superior was revealed inadvertently.

Baicaoshi smiled and shook her head.

He didn't understand her after all.

She comes from modern times, has received independent and free higher education, and understands that women in this world can make a difference without being dependent on men. Maybe he didn't mean it, and he only thought of it for her own good, but it wasn't what she wanted.

"I accept Yuan Taozhu's wishes, but my parents are not traveling far away."

Yuan Xian was not surprised to get this answer, she also rejected Feng Wang in the same way at the beginning. It's just a pity.

"Actually, I've always been curious about what Yuan Taozhu does. The people he makes friends with are all powerful."

Yuan Xian's fingers tapped on the table. Since she is interested in him, she might as well go further in the future. "As for me, I am in the same business as you, in the herbal medicine business. It's just that I do a bigger business, otherwise King Ping Zhao would not cooperate with me. The army has a huge demand for medicines, especially Jinchuang medicine. The ability is also more important."

Baicaoshi didn't expect that he really said it. I had guessed, but felt incredible.

She stood up and looked at the blue waves on the lake, "Yuan Taozhu, I should go back."

Yuan Xian got up and stood shoulder to shoulder with her. He was much taller than her, and there was a cute height difference. "Miss Bai, the palace has set up an independent small courtyard for me, it must be inconvenient for you to live there, maybe you can live with me."

"ah?"

Baicao blushed blushing, "Whether men and women can kiss each other, I... I have a husband."

Yuan Xian didn't know how he blurted out at that moment, knowing that she had a husband-in-law, which was really Meng Lang. "Miss Bai, don't blame me. What I mean is that I have more than one room, and you can live independently. Don't worry, although I am not a gentleman, I have my own bottom line and persistence."

Baicao could see his pride.

However, even so, she would not accept it. "Let's go back quickly, the wedding banquet is only two days away."

Yuan Xian returned to the palace accompanied by Baicao Shi. While walking in Fuchu, I saw many guests staying in. Either the relatives and friends of King Ping Zhao, or some colleagues.

But everyone is very low-key.

After all, it is quite taboo for a king with a different surname to make friends with people who have made great contributions.

Baicaoshi returned to her room.

In the evening, Chef Gao started snoring again, loudly. Baicaoshi couldn't fall asleep at all, scratching her head irritably, she got up and added another blouse.

The temperature difference between day and night in Yurong City is relatively large.

Why don't you go pick the grass, she's already itching in her heart.

Feeling in the dark, Baicaoshi looked around and walked towards the rockery where she remembered the direction during the day.

"Moss flowers are as small as rice, and they bloom like peonies." She recited this poem silently in her heart, feeling that the growth of all things in the world is really miraculous.

Soon, she reached the rock wall and saw moss shaped like an umbrella.

After picking one, she called out the system. "Lovely psyllium, I want to enter the psyllium."

Yes, this plant is called Huixincao, which is recorded in "Yunnan Chinese Herbal Medicine Selection".

Heartwort grows in many parts of the country.

In the documentary "Materia Medica", this moss grows in Wuliang Mountain, Yunnan, at an altitude of about 2,500 meters.

After all, a novel is a novel and cannot be exactly the same. Fortunately, I also hinted that the setting of our Yurong City is close to Yunnan.