Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

In Wang Zhou's memory, Wen Lan didn't know Liu Yu yet, as long as he got to know her first.

Wenlan's carriage was almost at the inn when it was stopped by people who suddenly rushed out.

"Who goes there? Get out of the way!" the coachman said, somewhat annoyed.

Wang Zhou looked at the carriage, and as the curtain was pulled up, he said weakly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I was just too hungry."

Wen Lan may seem noble, but she is actually kind-hearted. She would ask someone to give her some food if she saw a beggar.

Wang Zhou thought that Wen Lan would pity him if she saw him in his current state.

Sure enough, Wenlan's expression changed when she saw him, as if she remembered something.

"You are... a student of Yong'an Academy?"

Wenlan looked at the somewhat familiar-looking person, unsure where she had seen him before.

Wang Zhou lowered his head and tried to take two steps forward, but his body felt weak and he was about to fall. The coachman quickly pulled him back.

Finally, Wenlan took him into the inn and ordered food for him on the first floor.

After eating a bowl of porridge, Wang Zhou looked at Wen Lan with a grateful expression, his voice trembling with tears, "Thank you so much for your help, young man. I really have no way to repay you."

"This is nothing. You are a student of the academy, so why have you fallen to this state?"

Because of a certain person, Wen Lan had a biased view of the people at Yong'an Academy. Being kind-hearted by nature, he still wanted to ask this person what difficulties they were facing.

Wang Zhou choked up as he said, "Someone framed me. They stole my family's medicine prescriptions and the poems I wrote..."

Wenlan listened attentively to his words, her eyes shifting from pity to doubt, and then to anger.

"You mean, that couple stole what originally belonged to you?" Wen Lan's tone calmed down.

Wang Zhou knew this was a sign that he was about to get angry, so he made himself sound even more pitiful.

"Yes, we're all from the same village. I never expected them to do this. That prescription is a family heirloom. I was planning to take it with me to find someone to cooperate with, but I never imagined they were lying to me."

He seemed to be heartbroken as he raised his arm and wiped his eyes with his sleeve.

"Then why don't you report it to the authorities? This is a serious matter."

Wang Zhou paused, then smiled wryly: "They are rich and powerful, so the county magistrate probably... won't believe me."

Just as he was about to look up at Wen Lan's expression, a voice came from behind him:

"Really? I didn't know my father could be bribed."

The man's voice was mocking, and Wang Zhou's heart skipped a beat.

When Wenlan saw the people who had arrived, she smiled and said, "You've finally come."

He glanced at Wang Zhou and said, "By the way, is this your classmate? He said he's a student at Yong'an Academy."

Zhao Chen was already annoyed when he saw Wen Lan talking to this person at the same table, and he became even more furious when he saw who it was.

However, he had plenty of ways to deal with this person. He sneered and said, "Hmph, it's shameful to be classmates with someone like this. Brother Lan, weren't you there that day? Have you forgotten that Wang Zhou was the one who plagiarized that day?"

On the other side, the magistrate's son also laughed: "Young Master Lan has probably been deceived. How could such a despicable person be worthy to speak with Young Master Lan?"

Wen Lan chuckled, "I knew he looked familiar. He also said a lot of bad things about Yu-ge'er. Does he really think I'm stupid?"

Wang Zhou, who was trying to figure out how to escape, was incredulous upon hearing this:

"What! You know Liu Yu?"

Wen Lan couldn't help but laugh out loud: "So you calculated that I don't know Liu Yu, and you're putting on an act on purpose?"

Wen Lan looked him up and down, her disgust undisguised: "I misjudged him just now, thinking he was a poor scholar. What a waste of this bowl of porridge."

Zhao Chen waved his hand, and the others understood and dragged Wang Zhou out.

Wen Lan just stared at Zhao Chen until Zhao Chen's face fell.

"Is he so pitiful? You were talking to him so close."

Wenlan raised her hand and fanned her nose: "Ugh, what's that smell? It's so sour."

Zhao Chen sat down on the stool next to him and said angrily, "It smells like vinegar! I'm jealous!"

Seeing that Wen Lan was still smiling, Zhao Chen moved closer to him and said, "Lan'er, can you please comfort me? I'm so pitiful. My father kicked me out again. Please have pity on me."

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Wen Lan reached out and pinched his cheek: "How pitiful! Well then, this young master will reluctantly take you in as a servant."

Zhao Chen's eyes lit up, and he said with righteous indignation, "Yes, sir!"

When Liu Yu and Chi Xing arrived at the entrance of the inn, they saw a person being dragged out, and the magistrate's son was directing people to punch and kick that person.

Upon seeing the two, the magistrate's son's eyes lit up: "Brother Chi, brother-in-law, you've arrived! Come in quickly, Young Master Lan is already inside."

Before Liu Yu could even see who had been hit, her attention was immediately diverted by these words: "Okay, let's go in first."

Chi Xing, however, raised an eyebrow when he saw Wang Zhou, and then gave a wicked smile from an angle that Wang Zhou could see.

It was only at this moment that Wang Zhou noticed that the scars on Chi Xing's face had faded, and even his skin had become much whiter.

How can this be?

No, it's a beauty pill! Liu Yu actually developed a beauty pill ahead of schedule!

Chi Xing ignored the people outside and led Liu Yu into the inn.

Today they are here to discuss cooperation with Wen Lan and Zhao Chen.

Last time, Liu Yu sold Wen Lan a bottle of beauty pills. The girl named Cui Zhu had severe scars on her face, and Wen Lan bought the pills to give it a try.

Unexpectedly, the medicine really worked, so he wanted to cooperate with Liu Yu.

After consulting with Chi Xing, Liu Yu agreed to the cooperation, and even Zhao Chen and the others planned to join as well.

The ingredients used to make beauty pills are expensive, so they can't sell beauty pills and health pills directly. They can only substitute some cheaper ingredients to make beauty creams and other beauty products that ordinary people can afford.

As for Chi Xing and Zhao Chen, they plan to open a Yizhen Pavilion in the capital to provide more students with access to the poems and songs of famous figures.

The bookstore still uses the same business model as Akahoshi, but the prices vary with local prices, and it also accepts some storybooks.

In short, it's about low profit margins and high sales volume; the more people read their books, the more money they can make in the long run.

In less than three years, Liu Yu and Wen Lan had earned a considerable amount of money.

Following Wenlan's recommendation, nobles and royalty also began using these products, and the Empress even had someone buy her beauty and health-preserving pills.

The health-preserving pills even saved the emperor from near paralysis at a critical moment. The following month, Liu Yu received a reward and the words "Divine Physician" written by the emperor himself.

The news spread throughout the country: a young doctor from Yong'an County had miraculously cured the emperor's incurable illness.

Wang Zhou could not accept this fact. Penniless, he could not return to Lishu Village and eventually became a beggar, freezing to death on a winter night.

Liu Yu never dreamed that this day would come; his good fortune began when he met Chi Xing.

He stared blankly at the plaque that read "Divine Healer," when Chixing hugged him from behind, her voice still gentle: "Ayu, shall we have a wedding ceremony?"

Liu Yu's tears fell, and he nodded: "Okay."