"Yes." Mo Siyu nodded: "After all, I have a big appetite, and what I fancy is your high priest's entire library of medicinal materials."
housekeeper:"......"
Your appetite is indeed a little bit bigger, even if our high priest is willing to give it to you, can you swallow it? Not afraid of being choked to death.
Mo Siyu asked: "Apart from this pharmacy, do you have any other pharmacies in this priest's mansion?"
The butler's smile stuck to his face like a mask, and he said vaguely, "Young Master Yu will come to you a few more times in the future, and you will know."
Mo Siyu: "..."
Can you not come? Who loves to run here?
Although she likes medicinal materials, she doesn't dare to ask for anyone's medicinal materials.
A person like the High Priest is extremely shrewd, and he is not someone who is willing to suffer.
Mo Siyu and Chu Chuyan looked at each other, and they both saw doubts in each other's eyes, so they walked out together without saying a word.
In the outer room, Mo Siyu began to make face cream.
Chu Chuyan helped.
The steward led him here, and went to Nuange to report back: "High Priest, Mr. Yu and Mr. Chu are boiling medicinal materials in the pharmacy.
I took a look at the medicinal materials, there are more than 30 kinds in total, all of which are expensive. "
Qin Wuyan listened silently, and occasionally replied: "This is a face cream made for my wife, of course it needs better medicinal materials."
The butler stopped worrying about this and continued: "Then Mr. Yu asked if there were any other pharmacies in the priest's mansion.
High Priest, do you want to show her the other room? "
Qin Wuyan's pen paused, and then shook his head after a while: "No, it's not yet time."
Hearing the words, the housekeeper understood, and was about to leave, but heard Qin Wuyan say: "Serve her carefully, give her whatever she wants, don't be negligent."
"yes."
"I let her know what the priest wants her to know, and don't allow her to know half of what I don't want her to know, remember!"
"Yes, the old slave remembers!"
The housekeeper brought the snacks and tea himself, and when he arrived at the pharmacy, he saw the two of them leaning their heads together, talking in a whisper, they sometimes looked at each other and smiled, and sometimes they reached out to get some medicinal ingredients at the same time, they cooperated tacitly full.
The housekeeper was full of regret: It's such a pity that two handsome teenagers have such a relationship.
If this Young Master Yu was a woman, the two of them would have less worldly pressure when they were together, and the combination would be perfect.
The members of the Chu family are weak, if the two really want to be together, the elders of the Chu family will definitely beat the mandarin ducks, and when the head of the Chu family and the young head of the Chu family get better, they will definitely drive the young master out of the Chu family.
But if Mr. Yu was a woman, this medical skill would definitely not be so good. There are many professions in this world that women cannot get involved in.
The housekeeper put the cakes on the table: "Both young masters, if you are hungry, eat some snacks to suppress your stomach."
Mo Siyu thanked her and continued to focus on the work at hand.
Two hours later, Mo Siyu stood up and stretched, distributed one of the four cans of ointment to Chu Chuyan, hid one can for himself, and held the remaining two cans in his hands. I plan to pick it up and give it to the high priest.
It was winter, and the sky was dark and early.
It was dark outside.
When the door was opened, there were no lights in the corridor, and it was dark.
Chu Chuyan supported Mo Siyu, and said: "Slow down, be careful."
After his eyes got used to the light, Mo Siyu could see the long corridor clearly, and only then did he notice something strange.