Bai Taoran, as she wished, brought He Junming to the medicinal cuisine restaurant. He Junming knew that since he had agreed to come, he had to maintain a proper attitude and absolutely not show any reluctance.
However, when he saw the people in the medicinal cuisine restaurant, he was still shocked: "There are so many people?"
Bai Taoran was still dressed the same. With so many people here, she pulled down the brim of her hat: "Let's go, let's go, let's go in first."
Bai Taoran went straight to Meng Huai and greeted her. Meng Huai led the two of them to a private room upstairs. Only after entering the private room did Bai Taoran breathe a sigh of relief and take off her hat and mask.
"This is my husband, He Junming. This is the owner, Meng Huai!"
"Hello."
"Hello."
After the pleasantries, Meng Huai said she would take He Junming's pulse. He Junming didn't need Meng Huai to tell him to place his wrist on the table. Bai Taoran demonstrated for him: "Put your arm like this."
"Oh, oh." He Junming followed Bai Taoran's example and placed his wrist on the table, after which Meng Huai took his pulse.
"There are no major problems. Medicinal cuisine for a while should be enough."
Meng Huai's words were a relief to Bai Taoran, but to He Junming, it sounded like this person was a骗子 (piànzi - swindler), wasn't she?
Meng Huai then said to Bai Taoran, "Let me take your pulse again."
Bai Taoran patted He Junming, signaling him to move aside. He Junming helplessly swapped places with Bai Taoran, and then his mind was no longer focused on this.
After Bai Taoran sat down, she let Meng Huai take her pulse. After Meng Huai finished, she nodded: "Sister Taoran, your body has improved a lot. Have you not felt your hands and feet are cold recently?"
"Really? I haven't paid much attention..."
Bai Taoran had been following Meng Huai's methods these past few days, but she really hadn't felt any improvement. She pondered for a moment and told the truth.
However, He Junming, who was distracted, heard this and chimed in: "I noticed! My hands and feet are indeed not as cold."
He Junming used to need to warm Bai Taoran's feet for a long time, but recently he really hadn't noticed her hands and feet being cold.
Could it be because of the medicine prescribed by this owner?
He Junming began to take this seriously and stopped looking around.
Bai Taoran said doubtfully, "Really?"
"Yes."
Meng Huai smiled and said, "It's good if it's effective, but your emotions still need to be regulated. Don't be anxious, don't be agitated."
"Okay, okay, I'll try my best. I've asked people to postpone my subsequent work. After this drama is filmed, I'll take a break. I really haven't had any rest in recent years, it's time to take a break!"
"Alright."
After discussing business, Bai Taoran started chatting with Meng Huai about gossip: "Owner, do you know? That Zhang Youyou, she was really arrested!"
Meng Huai asked, "Who is Zhang Youyou?"
Bai Taoran almost rolled her eyes: "You really don't follow the entertainment industry. Zhang Youyou was the female lead in the crew that offered An Ran an olive branch back then. An Ran told me that you predicted the lead actor in that crew would go to jail, which is why she didn't go."
Meng Huai suddenly realized: "Ah! This matter."
But she still didn't know who Zhang Youyou was...
Bai Taoran brought this up not just for gossip, but to ask Meng Huai to tell her fortune as well.
"Owner, can you tell my fortune too?"
Bai Taoran asked somewhat fawningly, but Meng Huai politely refused her.
"I'm really sorry, Sister Taoran, but the one-fortune-per-month rule definitely cannot be changed. In fact, fortune-telling is about revealing heavenly secrets, and calculating too much makes me feel powerless."
After all, revealing heavenly secrets can damage one's cultivation. So one fortune per month is fine, but calculating too much would also be detrimental to Meng Huai.
After all, the fortunes for which money is charged cannot be a casual calculation of a rough idea. If calculated properly, ten fortunes per month is the most.
However, this door cannot be opened. Today she made an exception for Bai Taoran, so should she make an exception for others tomorrow? Therefore, it's better to treat everyone equally, and whoever grabs it gets it.
Bai Taoran clearly hadn't heard of the one-fortune-per-month rule, so she was just asking casually. It was reasonable to be refused, but if she didn't ask, she would always be thinking about it.
"It's only right, it's only right."
Then Bai Taoran casually changed the topic: "Are you starting school so early?"
Meng Huai nodded: "They said the league tournament is moved up this year, so we're going to the academy early to prepare."
"League tournament?"
He Junming knew of a league tournament that was moved up this year. Could this be that league tournament?
Coincidence, it must be a coincidence. He Junming thought, but his low mutter was answered by Bai Taoran: "Is it the military school league tournament?"
"Yes."
"I've heard about it. They say the rules for this year's tournament have changed significantly. Then I look forward to your military school achieving good results! Go for it."
Meng Huai smiled and responded: "Thank you."
He Junming thought: It really is this military school league tournament. This owner is truly a hidden master!
After chatting, Bai Taoran took her husband and left. As they left the shop, He Junming had a lot of questions to ask.
"Did this owner really cure your cold hands and feet?"
Bai Taoran nodded: "Yes, but I really don't feel anything. How did you notice my hands and feet weren't cold anymore?"
He Junming was helpless: "Your feet were always cold, and you used my stomach to warm them. You didn't notice!"
Bai Taoran awkwardly touched her head: "Haha, is that so?"
Bai Taoran then patted He Junming's shoulder: "I know you treat me the best! Eat your medicinal cuisine well, okay?"
"Okay!"
He Junming didn't expect Bai Taoran to give up her work. Of course, he would do as Bai Taoran said. It's just eating medicinal cuisine, anyway, it's just a matter of replacing the nutrient solution with medicinal cuisine every day!
Afterward, He Junming still asked about other issues he cared about: "Which military school is the owner from? Is she going to represent the military school in the league tournament? It's not some small, insignificant military school, is it? I heard the rules have changed this year, and many military schools that originally didn't have quotas are also given opportunities to participate."
Bai Taoran glanced at He Junming and told him: "It's your favorite team! The military school you invest in every year!"
"Imperial Military School? Song Fei of the Imperial Military School has graduated, and there is indeed a vacancy for a single soldier. This owner has filled the spot? I didn't expect that, then this owner must be very strong!"
To be a member of the Imperial Military School's participating team, one must be the strongest in the military school. The Imperial Military School can be said to be a place where talents emerge in large numbers, so this owner is truly amazing!
"Yes, remember to subscribe to the league live broadcast membership when you get back! Oh, and place a bet on the Imperial Military School to win for me too!"