Ning Yao smiled from the bottom of her heart. As expected, Lou Shanjing was a wise man.

"Then I'll leave this matter to Doctor Lou. All the pills are here. I still need to go to Pinglan Tower."

Lou Shanjing got up to see Ning Yao off.

On the way to Pinglan Tower, Zhilan asked Ningyao, "Miss, there are quite a few people coming and going in Licheng. Jishetang has set up a medicine stall in front of the gate to distribute medicine. They need to distribute medicine until autumn, which will require a lot of medicinal materials. Not to mention how much money it will cost, there won't be enough medicinal materials!"

Ning Yao thought about it and realized that the amount of medicinal herbs in Jishetang's warehouse was limited. After deducting the amount sold each day, it was indeed not enough to apply the medicine.

"Here's what you'll do: go back and tell Dr. Lou to hang a sign at the door that says 'We're buying medicinal herbs.' As for which herbs to buy, Dr. Lou can screen them and then decide."

Zhilan nodded: "This servant understands!"

Zhilan turned and headed towards Jishetang, while Ningyao went to Pinglanlou alone.

Pinglanlou is now open day and night, 24 hours a day without interruption.

Although the nightly revelry continues, the Pinglan Tower no longer engages in prostitution.

Both men and women are welcome to enter and exit.

Pinglanlou was organized into three teams, each with a leader who was in charge. The team members included all the staff responsible for food, clothing, housing and transportation, and worked in three shifts.

The first shift runs from Xu (7-9 PM) to Wei (1-3 PM), the second shift runs from Shen (3-5 PM) to Hai (9-11 PM), and the third shift runs from Zi (11 PM-1 AM) to Mao (5-7 AM).

If it's a shift, then the people in the first shift need to prepare breakfast, morning tea, and the morning performance until the people in the second shift come to take over.

This cycle repeats itself.

The skills that the group of people in charge of should focus on for guests in the early morning and morning.

For example, various kinds of morning tea and breakfast are generally light and refreshing.

Preparing for a performance usually involves storytelling, telling a thrilling and captivating tale, which is perfect for stimulating the mind.

The second shift mainly serves guests during lunch and afternoon. With the weather hot now, it's most important that the building is cool and comfortable.

Some guests might take a nap, so the midday performances will mainly consist of refreshing and gentle music and opera.

The third shift serves the nighttime guests, but this service is different from the previous one; it still involves singing, playing instruments, and performing.

Of course, the services provided by these three teams are not static and will be adjusted as needed.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the unusually high cost of living inside the Pinglan Building.

The same dish costs one tael of silver at Shuiyun Pavilion, but ten taels at Pinglan Tower.

After all, what they're eating isn't food, but a difference in status.

The price is what it is; it's the same whether you order it or not.

When Ning Yao arrived, it was right at the time when Class 1 and Class 2 were changing shifts.

She went to a private room on the second floor, ordered a few dishes, and waited for Zhilan to come over so they could eat together.

She came quietly, wanting to experience the balustrade tower firsthand.

The storyteller left the stage, and a beautiful veil fell from the stage, obscuring the beautiful figure that had appeared.

The surrounding guests began to cheer: "We've finally waited for Miss Ruoxiang!"

"Miss Ruoxiang's dance is truly breathtaking!"

Ning Yao watched this scene with great interest.

"You all only know Sister Ruoxiang, it seems you have completely forgotten about me, which makes me very sad."

A soft, delicate voice, with a hint of allure, rang out; it was Yue Die.

"Haha, Miss Moon Butterfly is jealous!"

"How could I forget Miss Yuedie? Her zither music is so beautiful it lingers for days on end!"

Yuedie chuckled softly, "In that case, today I, along with Sister Ruoxiang, will perform a flying apsara act for everyone!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the surrounding gauze curtains gradually rose, revealing that captivating figure.

Her shoulders were like those of a sculpted figure, her waist slender and graceful. Her long neck and fair skin were like those of a goddess descended to earth!

The top gradually narrowed, and the skirt waistline dropped, revealing a section of her smooth, jade-like waist and abdomen, leaving onlookers speechless.

The top is sleeveless and collarless, with a touch of red and green just covering the chest, and a silk shawl of the same color is wrapped around the arms, creating a beautiful effect.

The lower body was not a long skirt, but wide culottes, with the trousers tapering to the ankles, and the feet were bare on the ground.

With tinkling silver bells adorning their hands, feet, and limbs, each step produced a clear and melodious sound, like heavenly music.

Ruo Xiang's long hair was styled into a high bun, and wrapped with a hair ribbon of the same color as her clothes.

The hair ribbons and shawls fluttered, giving off an ethereal feeling of immortals riding the wind away.

Such a visual impact made all the guests around stare intently at Ruoxiang.

Ning Yao was also incredibly amazed: "Our ancestors' aesthetic sense is truly remarkable! It can always outshine others!"

A clear, crisp sound rang out from the guzheng, as if a switch had been flipped.

The still flying goddess came to life; every frown and smile, every movement and stillness, was like a goddess descending to earth.

Yue Die's skills are superb; the guzheng seems to come alive in her hands.

The notes flowing from her fingertips seemed to dance, perfectly complementing the flying goddess.

At this moment, not only were the guests in the audience captivated, but even Ning Yao was mesmerized and engrossed in listening.

So much so that she didn't even notice when Zhilan arrived.

"Miss!" Zhilan called out three times before Ning Yao was brought back to her senses.

"You're here. Take a look at Ruoxiang's Flying Dance. Isn't it amazing?"

Zhilan had no time to watch the flying dance; she said anxiously, "Miss, Dr. Lou has had an accident!"

Ning Yao's smile froze: "What's wrong?"

Zhilan then recounted the whole story of Jishetang.

Without saying a word, Ning Yao led Zhilan away.

As she was leaving, she ran into the person serving the food. She tossed down fifty taels of silver and said, "Come back and eat later!" before leaving.

It turned out that when Zhilan turned back to find Lou Shanjing, she happened to come out and saw someone carrying a dying person seeking medical help.

Zhilan stopped in her tracks, wondering if there was anything she could do to help.

Who knew that when they stopped, they would realize that the person who was on the verge of death was Lou Yangyang.

She was shocked. Wasn't Dr. Lou on a house call? How did he come back looking like this?

When Dr. Lou saw his granddaughter in this state, he was struck dumb and almost lost his balance.

Zhilan immediately instructed the people at Jishetang that saving lives was the priority!

Upon hearing Zhilan's voice, Lou Shanjing calmed himself down and personally treated his granddaughter.

Once the situation had stabilized, Zhilan grabbed the person who had brought Lou Yangyang back and asked, "Who are you? How did Doctor Lou get injured?"

The man who came was a man in his thirties. He replied, "I am a resident of South Lane. Today, my wife heard a commotion and fighting next door, so she decided to go and see what was going on."

"Who knew that in the next courtyard, a richly dressed young lady was beating this little girl. My wife quickly called me over, pulled them apart, and told my son to report it to the authorities."

"Who knew that this young girl was actually Doctor Lou from Jishetang, so he asked me to help bring her over."