Chapter 8 Envoy—Princess An Yanqin

The light gold is slightly hidden in the fiery red sunlight falling down. In the west mountain, everything on the ground is covered in a blurred golden color. The setting sun is set, but a golden edge is left on the horizon, which is dazzling but not eye mask.

When Kodo and the other two walked out of the courtyard and started to complete the task assigned by Tang Lan, Koswell had already arrived here. Koswell was also an acquaintance of the eldest prince Tang Lan. The two often met and discussed the theoretical knowledge of inflammatory medicines with each other, so he was not polite and walked directly into Tang Lan's hut.

"The eldest prince, come uninvited, I hope I will forgive you for your disturbances." Although Coswell was anxious, he was polite and polite.

Of course, Tang Lan knew why he came. He didn't intend to hide the fact that he had refined a new type of inflammatory medicine. After all, he needed more medicinal materials, so he had to have enough inflammatory dragon coins. He himself did not have the ability to get a large amount of inflammatory dragon coins for the time being, so he would refine CCSIsan in public, with the purpose of attracting the attention of some people and making some transactions.

"Haha, Master Coswell is polite." It is Tang Lan's standard of being a human being.

"That's right, big prince, I heard that you have refined a few bottles of new inflammatory drugs in the inflammatory medicine room. Is this true?" Coswell finally couldn't suppress the anxiety in his heart.

"Yes, this was also something I made randomly, but fortunately, it really worked." Tang Lan was modest, and the indifferent smile on her face made people feel that this matter was very ordinary in his eyes, so ordinary that his emotions would not fluctuate.

Coswell swallowed and stuttered, "Can you tell me its efficacy?" As a noble third-grade pharmacist, he has not lost his composure in a long time.

New inflammatory drugs, in this era when the types of inflammatory drugs are flooded and the knowledge of inflammatory drugs is extremely perfect, it is almost impossible to create a formula for a new inflammatory drug no less than that of an ordinary person with an ordinary qualification to break through to the head of the Eight-Star Flame.

Of course, all the people who created various inflammatory drugs formulas in history are master-level pharmacists, at least seventh-grade pharmacists. Only a very small number of pharmacists who are lucky enough to create new inflammatory drugs, but no pharmacists have created new inflammatory drugs at the level of 1st-grade pharmacists.

I can say without hesitation that Tang Lan is definitely a person who is lucky and has consolidated his knowledge of inflammatory medicine to the extreme.

At least, before knowing that Tang Lan was a time traveler, Coswell would have always thought so.

"Haha, a small matter, and... I can not only tell you the effects of the new inflammation drug, but also give you its formula." Tang Lan showed an intriguing smile, "But, my condition..."

"What conditions!?" Almost at the same time, Coswell asked.

"I need the Flame Dragon Coins, I need a lot of Flame Dragon Coins, so if you want, I can sell this recipe to you in the form of profit sharing." A treacherous light flashed in Tang Lan's eyes.

"The profit sharing? I don't understand. Explain it clearly." Coswell shook his head blankly.

Tang Lan patted his head and almost forgot that this place was not the earth. People here seemed to have no idea about the earth's commercial means. Moreover, Coswell was a third-grade pharmacist in inflammation, so he was even more unlikely to understand these things.

"Let me say so, I will give you the formula of the new inflammatory drug, and call on all the pharmacists in the kingdom to refine it with you, and then all the finished products will be sold in bundled and sold. How about the gold coins you get, you and I will divide them into 300% 70%?" Tang Lan had to explain carefully.

"What is bundled sales?" Coswell asked Tang Lan's head as big as a cow, like a curious baby.

Tang Lan had the urge to strangle Coswell to death, but he did not do so. With the strength of Coswell's sixth-level deacon of the Three Star Flame, Tang Lan did not dare to do this! He wanted to live a few more years!

"You don't have to worry about these. We just need to sign a mainland contract. At that time, I will write all of them on the contract." Tang Lan sighed, "If you think this is inappropriate, then I have no choice. Unless you agree to sign the contract, I will never tell you the formula of the inflammatory medicine."

The impact of a new type of inflammation drug on the market is certainly inevitable, but Tang Lan can be sure that she will take the opportunity to accumulate enough funds and will not be in any danger.

This is also the reason why he is willing to hand over the recipe to Coswell. After all, if Coswell comes forward, someone may investigate Coswell, but as long as they do it perfectly, they will not be able to find out the real situation no matter how they check it.

At that time, Tang Lan just needs to say that this is a new type of inflammation drug developed by Coswell. I believe Coswell will not mind such a huge honor falling on him.

Moreover, what really reassured Tang Lan was that several raw materials from Guansi San could refine inflammatory drugs with different effects in different proportions. Combined with the memories of the previous life and the memories of the prince in this life, Tang Lan was very sure of this.

The formula he was going to hand over to Coswell was also a formula for another inflammation medicine, and the grade was only a first-grade inflammation medicine, which would not affect the interests of some imperial families, because some pharmacists with advanced cultivation could completely infer the ingredients of the inflammation medicine based on the finished inflammation medicine, and they could also refine it themselves at that time.

Therefore, Tang Lan is always in a safe position. Of course, before this, William Hard's mouth must be blocked.

"Master Coswell, no matter what method you use, you must let all the people who see you running over to look for me shut up. Of course, if it really doesn't work, let them all disappear into the world." Tang Lan said lightly, the smile on her face was completely inconsistent with the words in her mouth.

Coswell frowned. Why is the eldest prince so cruel now? He used to be widely circulated in the kingdom under the name of kindness, but now he seems to have become a different person.

But Coswell didn't say much, just nodded, then turned around and left the place.

Of course, he also thought that if he forced the eldest prince, he might get the formula for the inflammatory drug, but firstly, he was not the kind of person who valued interests very much. Secondly, Chen Xingjian's whereabouts had not appeared, so he dared not do anything to Chen Xingjian's grandson. He lost his precious life for the formula of a mere new type of inflammatory drug. He was not that stupid.

He was still happy to be able to get the formula in a gentle way. Although he had to pay a certain price, it was still more beneficial than disadvantages for him.

Of course, if Chen Xingjian, the number one master in the kingdom, perhaps Tang Lan would not dare to be so blatant.

In a blink of an eye, a new day came again. Tang Lan counted the days and had been in this world for more than two months. He had been fully accepting the memories of the eldest prince in the first two months. Three days have passed since he woke up.

Chen Xingjian also left for three days. Tang Lan felt that time was getting tighter and he felt a sense of crisis. If he did not step up to improve his strength, he would sooner or later be killed by mysterious forces from unknown regions.

"Young Master, the envoys of the Xiayue Dynasty have arrived at the capital. Your Majesty asks you to rush to the main hall immediately." The cheetah stood calmly in front of Tang Lan, with neither humble nor arrogant attitude.

"Well, I understand, you guys go down first." Tang Lan nodded lightly, then walked towards the hall alone.

Cheetah and Uncle De were also forced to surrender Gongsisan by Tang Lan. It has to be said that this move guaranteed Tang Lan's safety, but it reduced his image to an extremely low level in everyone's hearts. If they had admired and respected Tang Lan before, then now they have become fear and helpless.

In the palace hall, Tang Zhentian smiled gently but majesticly and said, "What is the important thing about Princess An Yanqin coming to our country this time?"

On a seat below the Lord was a stunning girl, light green mixed with a long skirt with a green snail-shaped silk edge, and a one-way tight ribbon around her waist was flowing water, outlining a perfect figure line. Her every move was as graceful as the wind blew on the willows. Although it lacked the sense of maturity and elegance, it had a bit more pure and kindness.

This girl only exists in heaven, how many times can I hear about it in the world?

Even though Tang Zhentian was over the age of pursuing fame and love, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Which family is worthy of her with such a stunning appearance?"

The girl was a little younger, about eighteen years old. When she heard Tang Zhentian's words, she said politely: "The father once said that the prosperous Tang Dynasty had extensive resources and was really unwilling to be enemies, so she finally decided to marry the prince of your kingdom...!" It was unimaginable that this sentence was spoken from a beautiful girl.

"Oh? Is this really the case?" Tang Zhentian couldn't help but feel happy, "It's the eldest prince Tang Lan?"

Which girl shook her head and said, "It is the second prince of your country, Tang Yu! The father said that although the eldest prince of your country, Tang Lan, is well-behaved, is not suitable for governing. In the end, the second prince must be in power. Therefore, in order to better maintain the friendship between the two countries, the second prince Tang Yu is the best choice."

That being said, but the old fox Tang Zhentian could hear a different taste. Isn’t this looking down on his eldest son?

Even there may not be no scent of sow discord. Perhaps this is her real purpose. However, looking at the simplicity in the girl's eyes, perhaps she did not know about it, and just retelled the words of Andeng, the king of the Xiayue Dynasty.

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