Meng Yang had the honor of drinking herbal tea once, which was brought back by his old friend when he went out to discuss business. He sipped it and his whole body was unobstructed. He still clearly remembered that feeling.

"You can make herbal tea?"

Song Wanyue nodded.

Meng Yang almost slapped his thigh, "That's great. How much can you do? My uncle and grandfather want it all."

Song Wanyue smiled, "Making herbal tea is very simple. My uncle and grandfather want it. I will write you the recipe and you can make it yourself when you go back."

"This is not possible. Uncle and grandfather can't get the cheaper you. The amount of money you should make is as much money. You can do it first. After you have finished it, you can give your uncle and grandfather a few more bowls. Uncle and grandfather have to drink it happily."

Song Wanyue went to the kitchen. Xiao Si had already brushed the pot and carried Chai He, waiting for the stove.

When he saw Song Wanyue, he immediately squatted down and lit the fire quickly. After Song Wanyue poured the herbs into it and added a proper amount of water, he burned the fire and said, "Miss Song, go and rest, I'll just simmer."

Song Wanyue glanced at him strangely.

Xiao Si was so excited that he was watching that he was thumping. He always felt that what the young master said was true. Miss Song really wanted to serve the young master with a servant.

"I'm just outside, I'm almost over and shouted to me."

Xiao Si responded quickly and started to burn the fire with great effort. After a while, he was sweating profusely. He didn't care. He lifted up his sleeves and wiped them casually, and continued to burn the fire with great effort.

"Why is he so abnormal today?"

Song Wanyue asked Gu Yi.

Gu Yi pretended not to know anything, and looked inside the house, "Is it abnormal? I didn't see it."

...

After boiling the herbal tea, Song Wanyue scooped out a basin and asked Song Lin to dig the well water and put the basin inside so that the herbal tea would cool faster.

Meng Yang kept thinking about it and kept sending servants over. When he heard that the servant said it had been boiled and was waiting to cool down, he couldn't wait to come over, seeing that the herbal tea was still steaming and circling around the basin twice.

Song Wanyue smiled at him, took a clean spoon and scooped some into the bowl, took another bowl back and forth and made it cool, and brought it to him, "Dear and grandfather."

Meng Yangduan went over and took a sip, his eyes lit up, "It's this smell."

After saying that, he raised his head and drank the herbal tea in the bowl and handed it to the servant who was aside, "Yue'er, don't go back today. Make more herbal tea and take it away."

"The road to Jiangnan is far, and these herbal teas are transported over. I don't know how much it will be lost on the way. I'll write you the recipe later."

"No, no." Meng Yang waved his hand. He must not be so generous.

Gu Yi's eyes rolled around a few times, "If my uncle and grandfather really couldn't bear to ask for it, it would be fine to give the money compensation."

Yes, Meng Yang's eyes lit up, "Okay, is 10,000 taels enough?"

Song Wanyue,...

Gu Yi smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Thank you for your uncle and grandfather."

Song Wanyue glared at him fiercely. Gu Yi pretended not to see it, and diligently served Meng Yang a bowl, "I heard that it is hot in Jiangnan. After my uncle and grandfather returned, he put the herbal tea he made in an ice cellar, which is not only refreshing, but also doubles the effect of removing fire."

Song Wanyue,...

Gu Yi took the bowl from Meng Yang, "It's hot outside, Yue'er and I accompanied our uncle and grandfather back to the house and waited for them to buy paper and pen."

"Okay, okay."

When Meng Yang returned to the hospital, Gu Yi followed him diligently and spoke while walking, while Song Wanyue could only follow him.

Xiao Si quickly bought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Song Wanyue wrote the recipe in front of Meng Yang, and told him to make it clear to the customer when selling it. Although herbal tea is good, you should not drink too much. If you drink too much, it will be counterproductive.

After saying that, I was afraid that he would not remember it, so I wrote it on paper and handed it over to Meng Yang.

Meng Yang happily took out the silver notes, but Song Wanyue had to take them, thinking that she could not ask for the ten thousand taels of silver notes for nothing.

"I will start making pills tomorrow. How much does my uncle and grandfather need? I'll buy medicinal materials now."

Meng Yang thought for a moment, "The wind-cold ones cost 50,000, and the big replenishment ones cost 10,000."

Song Wanyue frowned slightly. She needed a lot of medicinal materials to make so many pills. If they blatantly purchase them, they would definitely attract other people's attention.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing her strangeness, Meng Yang asked hurriedly.

Song Wanyue's brows stretched out, her expression as usual, "It takes so many pills to be made for many days. I'm thinking of making a batch of them first, you can take them back first, and the people behind you will take them back."

Meng Yang also made this plan. It is already May and the weather in Jiangnan is already hot. He rushed back early to make herbal tea so that he could make money one day earlier.

"Just listen to you. I will stay for five days. You can do as much as you can. I will set off in five days to go back."

Song Wanyue nodded, "Grandpa, rest, Gu Yi and I will go buy medicinal materials."

As soon as the two left the house, Manager Wei and his friend came over. He was still thinking about what Xiao Si had not finished saying. He came over before the guest had finished leaving. He wanted to ask Xiao Si while he was pulling herbal tea. When he saw the two of them come out, he knew that he could not ask.

"You can make herbal tea in the kitchen, so you can make it yourself. Just make it lighter. Don't disturb your family's rest. I'll go buy medicinal materials with your young master."

Manager Wei should have stood respectfully on the side. When the two of them got on the carriage and left, they led the clerk in.

Song Wanyue and Gu Yi went to several pharmacies. There were few people who were cold at this time, and there were not many stocks in each pharmacies. They were afraid of attracting attention, so they didn't dare to buy them all. The total amount was only 3,000 pills.

The carriage was parked in front of the last pharmacy shop, the largest pharmacy shop in the county.

The two got off the carriage and walked into the medicine shop.

The guy stepped forward, "Do you guys see a doctor or get medicine?"

“Buy medicine.”

"Please come here..."

Before he finished speaking, a man lifted the curtain from behind. The guy hurriedly stopped talking and saluted, "Young Master."

The visitor's eyes swept across Song Wanyue and Gu Yi. He was about to look in the court, but he quickly looked back. After seeing the person clearly, his eyes flashed quickly.

"Miss Song, Young Master Gu."

Song Wanyue smiled and nodded, "Young Master Zhang."

Zhang Jin hurriedly asked, "You two are..."

"Come and buy medicine."

"What medicine should I buy? I'll ask my friend to prepare it for you two..."

"Is this pharmacy owned by Young Master Zhang?"

Zhang Jin paused and replied, "It's the family's property, I'll take care of it for the time being."

The news of Zhang Huai's death had been back from the capital, but Mr. Zhang had been missing for several months. Zhang Jin was from the family and the second young master naturally took over the family's business.

Song Wanyue had an idea in her mind, "I have something that needs Young Master Zhang's help, can I find a detailed discussion on the place I can find."

"Of course, let's talk later."

Zhang Jin took the two to the back house and sat down. Song Wanyue didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "I need a lot of medicinal materials to cure wind and cold, and I hope Mr. Zhang can help."
Chapter completed!