Three Kingdoms: The Reverse Son of the Guan Family, Dragon Blessing Jingxiang

In the prefect's mansion at night, an oil lamp that was not extinguished was swaying, and Mi Fang's frowning expression was reflected in the dim shadow of the lamp.

He was restless in his sleep, obviously having a nightmare.

A young concubine slept beside him, a little shy.

Suddenly Mi Fang screamed from her dream and grabbed with both hands.

"Money, money...my money, my money!"

The concubine also woke up with a start and quickly comforted her: "Master, no one touches my money, no one touches my money."

Ever since the gambling shop lost a fortune because of "Jiangdong Blue Eyes", Mi Fang couldn't sleep well at night. She always dreamed of Sun Zhongmou, who smiled at Mi Fang deeply, as if saying goodbye.

——"Mi Fang, I don't want a hundred thousand soldiers just to make you lose everything! Hahaha, Mi Fang, Mi Fang, bite me!"

Nightmares are always surprisingly similar, even Mi Fang has a shadow.

As his concubine, as long as this is not the first time she sleeps with the master, she will know that the master does not sleep well and is still thinking about his money in her dreams.

Mi Fang broke into a cold sweat...

The concubine asked: "Master, did you dream about that rat...rat Sun Biyan again?"

The concubine always listens to the master's murmurs in his sleep. Sometimes he calls "Sun Quan", sometimes he calls "Bi Yan'er", and sometimes he calls "Rat", so the concubine simply comes over. Together, "rats and grandsons have blue eyes".

call…

At this moment, Mi Fang covered her head, feeling frightened for a while. It took a long time for him to come back to his senses.

"This time it's not the green eyes, it's... it's Yun Qi!"

"Yun... Young Master Yunqi?" The concubine was curious and asked quickly: "Is this the Fourth Young Master Guan Yunqi?"

Mi Fang nodded heavily, as if she was frightened, "I dreamed that this business was lost, and everything was lost... The Mi family suffered a loss... It was a loss to you... You all fled back to your parents' home, and I was the only one left, alone. I can’t even afford the…noodles.”

As she spoke, Mi Fang's big beads of sweat dropped straight down.

In a panic, he seemed to remember something, and quickly asked the concubine next to him, "You...how do you feel after using it?"

Ah...ah...

The concubine was stunned. As a woman who serves the master while sleeping, she...she has no use for anything other than bathing and incense?

I heard this.

Still completely in the dark.

Mi Fang also came back to her senses, "Oh, wrong, you didn't, wrong..."

Immediately he slowly lay down again, closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

This time, the concubine was afraid that the master would wake up again, so she specially asked the guard outside the door to be absolutely silent, and to move as slowly as possible without making any noise.

that's all.

The concubine fell asleep again.

Not long after, the sound of grinding teeth came from the room. Mi Fang not only had nightmares, talked in her sleep, but also grinded her teeth.

The concubine's sleep was not good, but fortunately, she didn't need to serve her every night. She closed her eyes and let these sounds echo in her ears, still maintaining a false slumber!

But tonight, it seems that it is destined to be uneasy.

It was clearly explained, but the footsteps outside the house kept coming one after another, and the concubine counted silently. Chou Shi came once, but she didn't hear clearly. It was probably someone coming, but the guard blocked him back.

But Yinshi and Maoshi came twice again...

They were also the sound of tiny footsteps, but they were also blocked by the guard.

Even for the last time, the concubine heard the waiter complaining, "What's wrong, ladies? Why is it that tonight... someone is already serving the master? Don't you understand the rules?"

But just a quarter of an hour later, there were the sounds of tiny footsteps again.

This time, there seemed to be a lady with a relatively high status. The waiter asked doubtfully: "Madam, what's the matter? Can't we tell you tomorrow morning? Why is it so urgent?"

"It's urgent!" The lady was a little embarrassed, but it looked like the tone in which he spoke - urgent.

The waiter was confused. He quickly replied: "The master has gone to bed. At this time... where can I ask?"

And just then.

Mi Fang, who was still asleep just now, suddenly sat up, her head drooped, and her hands pressed on her thighs, like a zombie.

He was startled awake.

He quickly rubbed his head...

Make sure you are not in a dream now.

The concubine naturally sat up, and did not bother to cover her body with the quilt. She quickly said guiltily: "Master... was he woken up?"

But at this time.

The thin voice outside the door came again, "I'm just here to ask the master, but are there still...those mats given to us at night? We need them now...urgently."

This sentence blurted out...

Mi Fang twisted her neck, still looking like a zombie. He looked at the naked concubine beside him, but his eyes did not move down at all.

He just stared straight into her face.

"How many times?"

"Master, isn't it always...isn't it just once?"

"I didn't ask you this!" Mi Fang said solemnly, "I asked how many waves of people came tonight?"

"Ah..." The concubine's face suddenly turned red, and she hesitated, "...three...three waves of people!"

Mi Fang could no longer remain calm, so he jumped onto his shoes and stood up.

The concubine asked quickly: "Master, don't you want to sleep for a while?"

"Hahaha... Why are you sleeping?" Mi Fang suddenly laughed like a fifty-year-old child, "Call them all... I'm getting rich... I'm getting rich, I'm getting rich!"

Mi Fang stood up in a hurry, put her robe on her body haphazardly, and went out happily.

The guard immediately knelt down and said, "This subordinate is astonished."

The lady outside the door was also frightened when she saw Mi Fang, especially the old man who was laughing wildly in the middle of the night, which was quite charming.

"Hahaha..." Mi Fang was still laughing, and he ordered again, "Call over here. Everyone who has been handed out 'mats' tonight, call over here. I have something to ask, sir!"

——"Go to the main hall, everyone go to the main hall!"

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In the morning light, the thin shadow of the sun cast into the courtyard of the Mi family's mansion. Before half past midnight, Mi Fang and his seven wives and concubines were already sitting together.

Mi Fang listened patiently to the wives and concubines' comments.

Of course... this kind of evaluation is somewhat difficult for a woman to express.

But... Mi Fang asked anxiously again, and still got some information.

——Soft, anti-leakage, anti-slip, clean.

This is the most rated.

These are not important. What is important is that Mi Fang needs to be sure that if this thing is sold...will these wives and concubines buy it?

"Of course I will. Even if I have to live frugally, I still have to buy it!"

"That's right, rouge and jewelry are for outsiders to see, but this is for personal use, so of course I have to buy it..."

"Sir, it is difficult for us women. In the past, we were all sick because of using those unclean menstrual belts. But this kind of disease cannot be seen by men. How much pain we have will be swallowed in our stomachs... After this, , I will never use the same menstrual belt again."

Gradually, Mi Fang's wives and concubines began to chat about this topic, which alone would inevitably turn red and embarrassing.

But everyone started chatting, so it wasn’t awkward at all.

Mi Fang listened patiently, and even took bamboo slips to record many of the contents with pen and ink.

Merchants are often the most astute. Through these detailed analyses, he evaluates the possibility of this business...

Mi Fang has recorded several important points on the bamboo slips.

The first is practicality.

Of course, practical things may not necessarily be a good business, because if the threshold is too high and only the ladies of the nobility can afford it, it will still not be sold in large quantities.

But...the second one is female disease.

This is a huge pain point because women in ancient times often suffered from serious gynecological diseases because of uncleanness and hygiene. This has nothing to do with girls or women...

It just so happens that in this world... doctors can always be found from far and wide, but female doctors... are simply rare.

In the ancient medical world, there was an unwritten rule, that is, medical skills were passed on to men but not to women!

This also causes that when it comes to doctors, men can often say a lot, but women can only say a handful of them.

Then here comes the problem.

Gynecological disease? How to treat it?

This is a dead end.

There is only one solution, and that is to avoid gynecological diseases, is that possible? It was originally impossible, but now... it has become extremely possible because of this "big invention".

You know, many women in the Han Dynasty were unable to conceive children, which was inseparable from the unclean menstrual belt.

However, the ancients also emphasized that there are three types of unfilial piety, the worst is not having an heir!

In order for your woman to give birth to a child, she must be poorer and miserable...

Do you want to buy this "little wing cushion"?

hiss…

Mi Fang listened and pondered.

In the end, he suddenly felt that it was no longer a matter of opening a window, but that "all the windows" were opened at once!

——Suddenly clear and refreshing.

As a home of "wealthy businessmen" in Donghai, Xuzhou, you can always trust Mi Fang's sense of money and vision.

"--enough!"

He couldn't help but take a breath.

Needless to say, he must do this business.

To put it crudely, Mi Fang saw a golden mountain waving to him.

To put it more elegantly, for the health of strong women, I have to do it even if it means losing money!

"Master..." A group of wives and concubines still wanted to speak.

"Everyone go out and go to the warehouse to receive your reward." Mi Fang immediately ordered...

But the wives and concubines remained motionless, as if they still had something to say.

"how?"

Mi Fang looked at them doubtfully, and the one with the highest status among the wives and concubines took a step forward, "Master, can our reward be... can it be that 'cushion'!"

She blurted out her words, and a group of women chattered and opened their mouths.

"That's right, sir, with this... who needs anything else!"

"Master...just find a way to give us some more!"

"Master, I'm... very urgent!"

Mi Fang was startled...

He quickly comforted himself, "Yes, yes...just in these few days, I will get it back, get it back."

After receiving this affirmative answer, these women gave up and left one after another.

call…

Watching a group of wives and concubines walk out.

Mi Fang let out a long breath, and he was extremely excited. He first stood up slowly, and then walked around with his hands behind his back.

He has already begun to wonder...how to sell the goods to the north?

This must be sold to the north.

The saying of "Wei Guangzheng" - it is Mi Fang's duty to save all the women of the Han Dynasty!

To put it bluntly, the North has so much to offer!

etc…

Mi Fang suddenly figured out something.

He quickly said: "Come here, come here!"

Immediately, a confidant quickly entered the door and immediately handed over his hand: "Master..."

"Immediately summon all the troops, order the troops... Order a thousand troops, and hand them over to the thief Cao's office. From then on, they will be the private soldiers of the Fourth Young Master Guan." Mi Fang quickly gave instructions...

Ah...the confidant hasn't reacted yet.

Master, what's going on? Can't you just drag it as long as you can? Why is it so strange today? The sun comes out from the west?

The confidant was still stunned.

Mi Fang immediately added, "No... a thousand steps won't work. I have to go in person and recruit a thousand of the strongest ones. You should go and tell Mr. Guan immediately and tell him that he will be handed over to him this morning!"

ah…

ah…

The confidant only felt that he was dreaming.

But Mi Fang's firm eyes and sonorous steps told him that this was not a dream, this was real.

Mr. Mi today...is bleeding profusely willingly!

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…

——The sky is clear, the sea is vast, and the sun is shining brightly in the sky.

It's a new day again.

Early in the morning, Guan Lin received the news that Mi Fang was going to deliver a thousand pieces to him.

At that moment, Guan Lin knew that the business matters were already inseparable!

Having said that, although Uncle Fang is not good-looking, fat, and has almost no merit in his body, but... his sense of smell and vision for money are still very charming.

Guan Lin is very convinced of this.

In addition, since ancient times, women have been "emotional than rational", so it is always easier for women to make money. This is almost a "business principle" that is universally applicable!

So... next.

It depends on how the "little wings" business goes.

The carriage outside the door was already ready. When Guan Lin came out, Zhang Xingcai was waiting beside the carriage.

"so long?"

Zhang Xingcai complained.

Hearing that Mi Fang was going to deliver a thousand pieces of music, Zhang Xingcai made an agreement with Guan Lin, and the two of them went to Cao Cao's subordinates to order troops together, according to Zhang Xingcai.

——"You're the one with 'thin arms and thin legs'? Can you hold down a thousand troops? Don't be betrayed by the soldiers before you become a general. With my sister here, I can at least keep you safe."

This is very tough.

Guan Lin thinks it makes sense.

As Zhang Fei's daughter, why... three or five ordinary soldiers should still be out of reach.

——What a damn sense of security!

As soon as he got on the carriage, Guan Lin looked like he was thinking about something in his mind and ignored Zhang Xingcai's questions...

Zhang Xingcai was speechless.

Yesterday I isolated her, and today I don't talk to her. Is she so annoying?

"Yun Qi...did my sister offend you?"

Zhang Xingcai couldn't help but ask.

"No!" Guan Lin spread his hands and was confused by Zhang Xingcai's words.

"Then why are you silent? Don't you want to talk to me?" Zhang Xingcai is a girl who can't stand loneliness. She can't stand being alone, lonely, and cold!

"Ahem..." Guan Lin coughed lightly.

This is misunderstood!

He was ignoring Zhang Xingcai. He was thinking about the "little wings" business!

Now that the business of "Little Wings" has been decided, we must strive for excellence in the spirit of craftsmanship.

And this is all thanks to the work he did at Baidu Wenku before time travel, where he had a "monthly salary of 7,880 and laughed all day long".

This gives Guan Lin an extraordinary understanding of many industries.

For example... various brands of "little wings".

Tell me an inappropriate metaphor.

These "little wings" are actually like a caesarean section.

The belly needs to be opened layer by layer, and there are eight layers in total from the outermost belly to the baby in the middle, and each layer has its own unique role.

And if this small wing is opened, normally there should be seven layers inside!

At least this is the internal structure of the "certain dimension" that many girls like.

The first one is the pure cotton surface layer, which is close-fitting, so it should be comfortable;

The second is the three-dimensional flow guide layer;

The third is the water-absorbent transmission layer;

The fourth is an efficient water-locking layer;

The fifth is the super absorbing polymer layer;

The sixth is an efficient water-locking layer;

The seventh one is the breathable base film!

——Strange knowledge has been added.

The one made by Guan Lin does not have so many twists and turns. It only has four layers, namely the surface layer, the water-absorbing layer, the water-locking layer, and the breathable bottom film.

These can be achieved with existing papermaking technology and cotton extraction technology.

But... playing for fun and selling are completely different.

Facing the huge northern market, Guan Lin must carefully consider whether to add a "transmission layer".

Guan Lin didn't understand the difference, mainly because he couldn't experience it deeply.

At this moment, Guan Lin's eyes were focused, and he slowly spoke: "How could I ignore Sister Xingcai? I was thinking about something just now. I also have some questions that I want to ask Sister Xingcai, but... I am embarrassed to ask."

"What's there to be embarrassed about?" Zhang Xingcai patted her chest, but she was generous and said, "Sister, I know everything."

Guan Lin tentatively opened his mouth, "Then... I really asked."

"ask!"

"As for the little wings I gave you yesterday, can you give me a detailed evaluation of the wings? For example...thickness, and comfort?"

ah…

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Xingcai gasped.

It's a good thing she didn't drink water.

Otherwise... all the water would have sprayed onto Guan Lin's face.

"You...you...you..." Zhang Xingcai hesitated for a long time, but he just chanted the word "you".

Guan Lin spread his hands and said, "Sister Xingcai asked me to ask...I even patted my chest and promised to tell you everything."

Guan Lin showed his eloquent side again. He joked: "As for Sister Xingcai, I always treat her like a god!"

At this moment, Zhang Xingcai's face was so red that it was almost as red as a ripe apple.

"You...why don't you ask your sister Yinping?"

"My third sister is so thin-skinned..." Guan Lin spread his hands. "She is embarrassed to ask me for this. How can she answer this question?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Xingcai's expression changed.

——"Yun Qi is saying that I am thick-skinned?" Or am I not reserved? 』

Don't wait for Zhang Xingcai to think clearly.

Guan Lin had already moved his head closer to Zhang Xingcai, "Sister? In the end...can you comment on it?"

this…

After hesitating for a long time, Zhang Xingcai gave in. With a sigh, she gave up completely. She found that she was being manipulated by the younger brother in front of her.

Zhang Xingcai nodded helplessly and motioned to Guan Lin - just ask.

Guan Lin started to ask. "So...how is the breathability? Let's talk about it in the first half of the night and the second half of the night."

Zhang Xingcai: "..."

Guan Lin then asked: "Also, is it non-slip? Will it slide down the pants?"

Zhang Xingcai: "..."

Guan Lin scratched his head, "The last question is, how strong can it be to prevent side leakage? For example...will Sister Xingcai feel uncomfortable when she dances with guns and sticks? I forgot, how does it feel to be waterproof..."

"That's enough..." Zhang Xingcai could no longer remain silent.

She found that...even though she agreed to Guan Lin, when she really wanted to answer, it was still...still...hard to say.

——"How could you ask that?" 』

"Sister Xingcai?" Guan Lin looked at Zhang Xingcai with wide eyes, his eyes were full of expectation and he was looking forward to seeing her.

"I'll write it for you tonight..." Zhang Xingcai finally spoke, "As detailed as you want, now... Brother Yun Qi is satisfied, right?"

"Yes, I didn't expect that you can also write it down." Guan Lin thought this method was good and nodded quickly, not forgetting to add, "In this way, I can also let Sister Yinping write one!"

Haha... Zhang Xingcai is no longer able to complain.

She found that she really had nothing to do with this younger brother.

but…

Suddenly, Zhang Xingcai suddenly thought of someone.

——It’s his father Zhang Fei!

It wasn't because of these "little wings" that I suddenly thought of my father.

It's because I just mentioned the night...

This reminded Zhang Xingcai of his father's extremely frustrated and annoyed look last night when he was drinking angrily with his "drunken fairy looking at the moon".

I also thought of Fazheng and Zhang Zhongjing.

"--well…"

Zhang Xingcai let out a faint sigh, and his expression became lighter and softer, completely different from the shyness just now.

Guan Lin thought the joke was over and said quickly: "Sister Xingcai, it's just a joke. I don't want to write it...it's not forced!"

"That's not it…"

"That is?"

Zhang Xingcai's expression was very indifferent, with a hint of regret and helplessness in it.

It's like knowing that someone "important" is going to die, but... it just feels like there's nothing you can do.

"Cloud flag..."

Suddenly, Zhang Xingcai spoke, and she asked calmly: "Do you know that the prefect of Shu County and General Yangwu are filial and upright?"

"I know him, but he doesn't know me." Guan Lin answered truthfully.

Zhang Xingcai asked again, "Do you know Zhang Zhongjing, the miracle doctor in Changsha County?"

hiss…

Following Zhang Xingcai's question, Guan Lin subconsciously connected her two sentences.

It didn't matter if we didn't contact him. Once we contacted him, he seemed to understand it all at once.

Understand Zhang Fei’s purpose of appearing in Jingzhou at this time,

Also, why did Sister Xingcai feel so sad just now.

Guan Lin immediately recalled the dates of birth and death of these two people.

——"One is two years from now, and the other is this year!" 』

Guan Lin couldn't help but feel sad when he thought of this.

——"Fa Xiaozhi and Zhang Zhongjing, these are two important people, but they are also two people who are about to die!" 』

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