I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

"Awesome!" Baicaoshi praised without hesitation.

Although the cooperation with Wenxiang collapsed, it did not prevent her from admiring Wenxiang's shrewdness and ability. It is remarkable to support a huge family at a young age.

Zhe Yu glanced at her and came again, but he understood.

Already at the gate of the academy, Baicaoshi waved her hand, and suddenly heard Zheyu say: "A new chef has arrived in the canteen of the academy, why don't you try it?"

Baicao Poetry: "..."

Since he planned to keep her in the academy for dinner, why did he have to come out so far? When I turned back, my legs became thinner.

But Zhe Yu seemed to have read her heart, "If you walk around more, you can eat two more bowls of rice later."

"Isn't that turning into a pig, no one wants it?" Baicaoshi joked casually.

The corners of Zhe Yu's mouth curled up, and he answered in his heart, "Yes."

After going to the cafeteria, Baicaoshi found a seat, and Zheyu went to cook. That kind of feeling is very wonderful, like in college, the bully boyfriend lined up to give the girl the best care. Every meal is love.

At this moment, the two scholars at the next table vomited, "Bah, bah, what does it smell like? It's bitter and astringent, and it also smells like stinky feet?"

"Forget it, I can't eat this meal, I'll go find the chef."

"How about going out to eat, I have wanted to eat Quanjufang for a long time."

"Go, let's go!"

Baicaoshi was not happy because the other party wanted to go to Quanjufang, on the contrary, alarm bells were ringing in her heart.

When Zhe Yu came back, his expression was also serious. Before entering the mouth, Baicaoshi smelled a faint smell. Looking at Zhe Yu, if the academy suffers, how much pure land is left in Wanzhou?

**

In the next few days, this small-scale complaint turned into an increasingly fierce quarrel, and some people even fought over the salt.

Salt and iron are all state-controlled materials, which are adjusted by the government and designated selling points.

However, when the common people found out that the salt they bought smelled like stinky feet and even killed people, their emotions boiled over.

At this time, the business of Quanjufang is unprecedentedly good, because people can eat delicious food and safe salt here without worrying about poisoning.

Above Yuanming Restaurant, there were people watching with cold eyes.

Yuan Ming's business is also very good, but there is no harm without comparison. Someone hooked their lips and smiled, let's see how long you can last?

**

On October 15th, there was a long queue outside Xiangnanfang.

Almost all the women's army, Wanzhou's aristocratic daughters, rich ladies, and the top names in the workshop, seemed to be dispatched collectively and walked out of the boudoir, in order to collect the scented bath beans in advance.

It has to be said that Xiangnanfang is proud and has its own proud capital. It is like a seed, deeply planted in the hearts of noble girls in Wanzhou.

Baicaoshi also mixed in the crowd, looking left and right from time to time.

It's time for Zhe Yu to arrive, where is he hiding?

"My distinguished guests, all the guests present, welcome to come." Under the plaque of Xiangnanfang, Wen Xiang and the shop assistants lined up in a row, looking at the long queue of the crowd in high spirits. "Once upon a time, we started to use bath beans to make our skin smoother and more delicate, so that we can look good to ourselves. We have become accustomed to the taste of soybean powder. But, who said that bath beans must have soybean powder smell?"

Wen Xiang turned into a speaker, like those business tycoons, endorsed his products and developed press conferences.

Baicao poetry at this time has this feeling.

"Dozens of craftsmen in Xiangnanfang have worked day and night for this goal. We have succeeded. We have made fragrant bath beans. Today, the bath beans in Xiangnanfang will officially meet with you. Let the guests buy ten yuan Give one. Girls, what are you waiting for?"