"You even prepared something for me? You're too kind, too kind!" Lan Yamei was very surprised. She was able to get some benefit from Aunt Guan's efforts.

"Please do me the honor of having a simple meal with me. It won't take up too much of your time. My father is already waiting at home," Murong Xingchen said honestly.

"In that case, we'll trouble Lord Murong to lead the way. We'll respectfully comply and go and bother you." Aunt Guan didn't want to go, but seeing Lan'er's eyes lighting up with eager anticipation, she decided to take a day off. She could please Lan'er and get that thousand-year-old top-grade Ganoderma lucidum—it couldn't be more worthwhile.

"Let's go, let's go!" Lan Yamei was overjoyed, it couldn't be more worthwhile, and urged them to hurry up and set off.

So, amidst the envy of their neighbors, the group boarded the Murong family's sedan chair and headed towards the Murong residence.

Actually, Lan Ya Mei had her own little plan in mind. After encountering so many things before and after opening the shop, she finally understood one thing: if she couldn't rely on powerful and influential people in the local area, she would keep getting into trouble.

It may not affect making money, but it definitely affects my mood!

So regardless of whether she possessed top-grade Ganoderma lucidum or the secret technique of throwing darts, Lan Ya Mei was willing to befriend the Murong family; having more friends meant having more options. Even if it was just a matter of using someone else's name to intimidate others, she could still come up with a plausible explanation.

Qiu Zeyu stood at the third-floor window, taking in the entire scene on the street, and just grinned. He thought to himself, "That Lan girl is still so greedy; she'll do anything for a profit. So cute."

This is another important reason why Qiu Zeyu likes to befriend Bluetooth girls: he loves money! He openly and honestly loves money!

Wang Fengyang, the apprentice standing to the side, was puzzled as to why his master was secretly grinning like an idiot. He scratched his head and asked, "Master, are we going to practice again today? It's getting late."

Qiu Zeyu looked away, his smile fading, and said seriously, "Let's go to the river again. It'll be a good opportunity to check if you've been slacking off lately."

Wang Fengyang hadn't seen his master for over ten days and missed him terribly. Since his master's return, he had been inseparable from him. Eager to show off the results of his hard work, he hurriedly said, "Master, I haven't slacked off for a single day. I go to the riverbank every day and practice the kung fu you taught me for several hours. I've indeed improved a lot these past few days and have gained some insights, which I was just about to share with you!"

"Is that so? Tell me, I'm listening." The two walked out as they spoke.

...

Lan Ya Mei sat comfortably in the swaying sedan chair, almost falling asleep. She couldn't help but think to herself, "People in ancient times really know how to enjoy life! Slowly bobbing up and down like this, they don't feel dizzy or nauseous at all. This slow-paced lifestyle is truly a standard privilege for officials!"

Thinking back, Aunt Guan and I struggled to make a living in the ghost market, unable to afford even shoes and clothes all year round. We often didn't know where our next meal would come from, and we were so hungry that we felt dizzy. Apart from Er Gou's mother, the people in the village didn't really treat them well.

In just over two months, he and Aunt Guan were now sitting in the sedan chair of the Murong Mansion, heading to the Murong Mansion to attend Lord Murong's family banquet. What an honor! This move had certainly earned them a lot of face.

If she hadn't met Qiu Zeyu, her life might not have turned around so quickly, and she might have had to endure that ghost market for a while longer. Thinking of this, Lan Yamei was truly grateful for Qiu Zeyu's great help.

Now, his barbecue restaurant is booming, not only giving him financial freedom so he can focus on honing his skills, but also supporting so many people, allowing him to stand tall and confidently promote his business. Even Aunt Guan has finally returned to her beloved old profession, healing and saving lives with dignity.

Thinking about all this, Lan Yamei developed a different kind of feeling for Qiu Zeyu from the bottom of her heart. Qiu Zeyu was truly her benefactor!

The group quickly arrived at the Murong residence. The servant who had previously stopped Lan Yamei from entering the residence happened to see Lan Yamei's head peeking out of the sedan chair. Upon seeing her face clearly, he hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look directly at her.

Lan Ya Mei saw it too, but just chuckled and didn't take it to heart. Everyone was just doing their job; there was no need to make things difficult for each other.

As soon as he entered the gate, Murong Feng was already waiting in the courtyard with two family members.

As soon as the sedan chair stopped, people came up to greet it warmly.

"Dr. Mei! Manager Lan! Thank you for your hard work! Please come in!" Murong Feng greeted him with a smile, showing no airs whatsoever.

The second wife was extremely anxious. With Murong Feng's permission, she quickly led her daughter on the stretcher back to her own courtyard.

Murong Xingchen did not leave, but stayed by her father's side.

"Lord Murong, you are too kind! It is an honor for Meilin Pass to treat your daughter's health. The consultation fee you have given us is more than we can spend in our lifetime. Today, you have also invited us to a banquet at your residence. We are really too much of a bother," said Granny Guan politely.

"Not at all! It is my honor to share a drink with Doctor Mei and Manager Lan. Please! Please! Please! Let's eat and talk." Murong Feng said with a smile, and then led everyone inside.

Lan Yamei had never seen such a large mansion before. It had artificial hills, a small river, bamboo groves, flower gardens, long corridors leading to long corridors, courtyards within courtyards, and a maze of paths. There was a guard every twenty meters or so. If someone hadn't been leading her, Lan Yamei would have gotten lost in the mansion.

"It smells so good!" Lan Yamei exclaimed, looking at the clusters of colorful flowers outside the corridor. Even the air was filled with a pleasant fragrance.

A glamorous woman standing to Lan Yamei's left said with a smile, "Manager Lan, our courtyard is filled with the fragrance of flowers all year round. Every morning I have my maid pick a few flowers and put them in a vase in the room. The fragrance is fresher and simpler, and quite unique. If Manager Lan likes them, I'll have my maid pick a few bunches and send them to you every day."

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