Zhu Yuan looked at Zhen Fugui, who was speaking excitedly, and pursed his lips to explain.

"Brother, don't worry. I'm glad that you and my father-in-law are willing to support me, but... does Wan'er know about this?"

Upon hearing this, Zhen Fugui, who was excited, looked away. They did not intend to tell their family, including Zhen Wanwan.

After all, following Zhuyuan would inevitably involve going to the battlefield to fight.

The incident involving her third brother triggered a stress response in Old Lady Li towards war.

The reason why the second son was able to leave home and go out on business with Lord Feng.

One reason was that he left without saying goodbye, and the other was that Old Lady Li knew he wouldn't go to the battlefield.

Given his current situation, it's obvious that he needs to defend himself against the enemy.

This was also what Grandpa Zhen wanted.

As for his younger sister, in his view, all she needed to do was stay at home, live a good life, and take care of the children.

I didn't want to tell her because I was afraid she would worry.

Seeing Zhen Fugui's uncertain expression, Zhu Yuan knew that his guess was correct.

"Brother, I don't want Madam to worry about you. Please go back and discuss this with Father-in-law first. If the family agrees, I will certainly welcome you!"

Clearly, Zhu Yuan had made up his mind. No matter how Zhen Fugui recommended herself, he only said one word.

Zhen Fugui looked ashen and slunk off as he set off back to Guangling County.

Zhu Yuan watched his carriage leave, his eyes growing deeper.

There are spies lurking in Anqing Prefecture right now, and he absolutely cannot let Zhen Fugui be put in danger.

Guangling County, Joyful Residence.

Zhen Wanwan held Tianbao in her arms as they sat in the garden pavilion learning to read, while Guaibao picked up a military treatise from Zhuyuan's study and started reading.

Books that seem small to adults appear enormous in the hands of a toddler who is not yet one year old.

Despite his small stature, he held a profound and difficult military treatise and began to read it with great interest.

Zhen Wanwan couldn't help but chuckle. Her son had been an old-fashioned child since he was little. From the time he could stand, he loved to read those boring books.

Even though he's not old enough to read, he can spend a whole day engrossed in a book.

Zhen Wanwan was worried that he would become nearsighted if he started reading at such a young age, so she only allowed him to read for one hour each day.

Later, when Zhu Yuan learned of this, he would personally teach him his studies whenever he was at home.

Although it was only Zhu Yuan speaking, the baby held the bottle and drank while learning.

This scene made Grandma Li laugh heartily, and she praised her son every day, saying that he was the reincarnation of the God of Literature and that he would become the top scholar in the imperial examination.

Zhen Wanwan only sees it as a novelty for children; she'll stop liking it once she gets tired of it.

Zhen Wanwan even thought that when her child reached school age, if he cried or made a fuss, she would definitely bring up this incident to make him laugh.

After an hour had passed, Zhen Wanwan asked Zhang Mama to take down Guabao's book.

"Sweetie, an hour is up, go play for a while!"

With a hint of regret, Guai Bao handed the book to Zhang Mama and then obediently crawled over to Tian Bao to play with the educational toys.

"Madam Zhen! Madam Zhen!"

Suddenly a familiar voice came from the courtyard. Looking in the direction of the voice, they saw Baicaoshi running in with a steamed bun on his head and his face covered in dirt.

Seeing this, A-Yue immediately stepped in front of them, looking warily at the herbalist.

The smile on Baicaoshi's face vanished the moment he saw Ayue.

He still remembers the kick Ah Yue gave him; seeing her makes his buttocks ache.

Thinking of this, the herbalist slowed down and finally stopped two meters away from Zhen Wanwan.

Seeing his miserable state, Zhen Wanwan couldn't bear to look at him: "Medical Master of Herbs, what have you been doing? Why are your clothes so tattered?"

They look like beggars...

"Zhen Niangzi, I made it! I made it! Look!"

The herbalist jumped up excitedly and pulled out several bottles of medicine from a tattered canvas bag.

Zhen Wanwan didn't understand what he meant and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

The herbalist waited with a smile for praise, but Zhen Wanwan still didn't understand what he meant.

"Tsk! You forgot? The hemostatic pills you gave me half a month ago! Here, I made them!"

Upon hearing this, Zhen Wanwan suddenly remembered the large project she had invested a huge sum of money in.

She looked at the medicine bottle in the herbalist's hand in surprise, not expecting that the herbalist could actually make it!

Zhen Wanwan was very excited, after all, this thing was very expensive, and although she had a lot of money, it was all for a great purpose.

Moreover, she was reluctant to spend a large sum of money to build it.

In the current turbulent situation, money must be spent wisely.

"The Divine Physician of Herbs, you're amazing! You're like a living Hua Tuo, a divine being reincarnated! I admire you so much..."

Listening to Zhen Wanwan's flattery, Baicaoshi proudly puffed out his chest.

He's not exaggerating; when it comes to medical skills, if he claims to be second, no one dares to claim to be first!

No! The herbalist suddenly remembered the founder of the hemostatic pill, pouted, and weakly added.

Apart from that reclusive master, if he dares to claim second place, no one dares to claim first.

Zhen Wanwan was somewhat eager to try the hemostatic pill developed by the herbalist.

She wanted to see if there was any difference between the hemostatic pills made by the herbalist and those in the space.

"Medical Master of Herbs, may I take a look at your hemostatic pills?"

Without the slightest hesitation, the herbalist handed the tattered bag in his hand to Zhen Wanwan.

"I brought these to show you! Please help me take a look and see if there's any difference between these hemostatic pills and the one you gave me?"

The herbalist was both excited and a little apprehensive. He had repeatedly extracted the pill that Zhen Wanwan had given him, and even the dregs had been used countless times.

Now he has no leftover hemostatic pill residue.

Zhen Wanwan took it from A Yue's hand, casually took out a medicine bottle, and poured out a chocolate bean the size of a red bean.

Looking at the dark pill in her hand, Zhen Wanwan couldn't help but look at the herbalist.

The herbalist checked his fingers, a hint of embarrassment on his face.

"These pills are a little smaller and a little darker than yours, but they taste pretty good to me, about the same as yours."

Zhen Wanwan gave him a deep look before turning her gaze back to the black beans.

She looked at it for a long time, but honestly, she didn't have much of an ability to tell the difference between real and fake.

In terms of medical skills, she's a complete novice.

After thinking for a moment, she gritted her teeth and bought another hemostatic pill.

You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub. If the herbalist can really make it, its future value will far exceed the price of a single hemostatic pill.

"I also have a hemostatic pill here. Herbalist, take a look and see if there is any difference between the two."

Zhen Wanwan took out a pill from her sleeve. Judging from its size and luster alone, it was incomparable to the little black bean.

When the herbalist saw Zhen Wanwan take out another one, his eyes lit up instantly.

"Let me take a look!"

As he spoke, he carefully took the hemostatic pill and placed it together with the small black beans he had refined.

Judging from appearance alone, the little black bean was completely crushed, but the herbalist was not discouraged.

He tried various methods to verify the differences between the two.

Seeing that he was focused, Zhen Wanwan didn't disturb him, but instead played with the two children for a while.

By the time both the baby and the sweet baby were tired and fell asleep, the herbalist still hadn't figured out the difference between the two.

Zhen Wanwan was bored and lay on the swing next to the pavilion, swinging back and forth.

Although the weather was a bit high today, she chose a good spot; it provided shade while a cool breeze blew in.

She started planning, as the season for chilled watermelon was almost here, and she should also prepare smoothies, lemonade, and the like.

The day after tomorrow is the auspicious day for the commencement of construction on the Happiness Home, and she was thinking about what kind of lunch and drinks to prepare for everyone.

In this sweltering heat, repairing a house is physically demanding, and it would be terrible if someone got heatstroke.

As she pondered, Zhen Wanwan started to consider whether or not to open a beverage shop.

Although you can't make a lot of money, the small profits and quick turnover can accumulate into a considerable income.

Moreover, with the policy of giving away sweet potatoes for land reclamation, people from other prefectures flocked to Guangling County to register their household registration.

For them, an increase in population is a good thing.

But this brings with it pressure on employment and the allocation of land resources.

We can't just let someone come and start clearing land haphazardly!

Anqing Prefecture was originally mainly engaged in rice cultivation. If a large number of trees are cut down and land is cleared for planting, they will likely regret it when soil erosion occurs.

Back then, with natural disasters and man-made calamities, weren't we just asking for trouble?

Therefore, Zhen Wanwan thought that the economy could be developed in multiple ways, and it was not necessary for all people to farm.

Successful entrepreneurship can provide them with employment opportunities.

At that time, both men and women had the power to choose.

Those who don't like farming can work a regular job, and those who don't like working a regular job can farm.

As she was thinking, Zhen Wanwan suddenly felt a burst of inspiration.

Many things that I hadn't expected before have suddenly come to light.

You can start any kind of business, such as a beverage shop, a cake shop, a courier service, or a food delivery service.

There are also delivery and takeout jobs in this era, just not called by those names.

Their work is also quite simple, mostly involving delivering letters, giving directions to out-of-towners, and recommending inns.

Zhen Wanwan wants to expand her business and develop it into a mature enterprise.

Like the courier companies of the past, offering door-to-door delivery, errand services, and purchasing agents.

Since there are no mobile phones here, online shopping is definitely not an option. So, if you buy things for people in one city and transport them to another, as long as the price is right, I believe many people will buy from you.

Moreover, it's delivered to your door, which is convenient and fast.

While Zhen Wanwan was lost in thought, the herbalist had already finished comparing the ingredients.

Unlike his initial excitement, the herbalist's smile faded, and he said with some regret, "I used a little less of the herbs, so the medicinal effect is only one-third of what it should be."

Zhen Wanwan didn't feel disappointed upon hearing this. Products from the space are always of high quality. It's already impressive that Baicaoshi could imitate one-third of it in just half a month.

"Medicine Master, don't underestimate yourself. You were able to make it in just half a month, which is already beyond the reach of others."

"If it doesn't work the first time, you can try a few more times, month after month, year after year, and one day you will be able to make the exact same one."

"Besides, didn't you say that its medicinal effect is already one-third of that of this hemostatic pill? That should be enough."

The herbalist sighed softly, but Zhen Wanwan was right.

His half-finished hemostatic pill can be saved as long as it's not about to collapse or damage to the heart meridian.

Seeing that the herbalist was disappointed, Zhen Wanwan comforted him for a while and watched him return to the laboratory.

"Madam Zhen! The old lady is here!"

Ma Xiaosi led Old Lady Li in, who looked absent-minded and uneasy.

Zhen Wanwan hurriedly stepped forward and asked curiously, "Mother, what's wrong? You look so pale?"

When Grandma Li saw her daughter, her anger subsided considerably.

She pulled Zhen Wanwan down to sit, and complained with a pleading face, "Isn't this all because of your brothers? They're driving me crazy!"

Zhen Wanwan was somewhat surprised to hear this. Her brothers? Aren't they Zhen Fugui and Zhen Fuyou?

Zhen Wanwan was very curious about how her two older brothers had offended Old Lady Li.

In her memory, her eldest brother, Zhen Fugui, was honest and kind, very filial to his parents, and had a personality that wouldn't dare to go against his wishes.

It's quite possible that it was the second brother, Zhen Fuyou, who was unconventional, rebellious, and often eccentric.

But didn't her second brother leave home early to go out and make his way in the world with Lord Feng?

How could someone so far away still upset Old Lady Li?

Just as Zhen Wanwan was still trying to figure it out, Old Lady Li spilled everything out.

"Your older brother ran away from home before dawn today, carrying his own clothes!"

Old Mrs. Li's words were like a bombshell.

Zhen Wanwan's first reaction was that it was impossible.

"Mom, are you mistaken? Are you having a nightmare? It's my second brother who ran away from home; my eldest brother is perfectly fine at home!"

Grandma Li slapped her thigh in anger, startling Zhen Wanwan.

"I'm talking about your older brother! I don't know what's gotten into him, but I heard the lame old man at the village entrance mention that he left on the main road carrying something, saying he was going to do something big!"

"What can a native like him, who barely knows any characters, do outside?"

"Furthermore, he left a letter at home, saying that he was going to make a name for himself and protect his family!"

“I went to the Zhou family and asked Hanzi. Hanzi also said that the eldest brother had mentioned to him that he wanted to go out.”

"I just remembered that your second brother also left so suddenly, so I rushed to find you, hoping that Xiao Yuan would send someone to look for him!"

Zhen Wanwan took the letter from Old Lady Li's hand and quickly read it.

She remained silent for a moment, quite surprised by her older brother's decision.

I never expected my usually honest older brother to act so impulsively. I don't know what he was thinking.

I've never seen him show any signs of wanting to venture out into the world before.

In the letter, Zhen Fugui said that he had made a friend who wanted to invite him to help him and promised to arrange an official position for him in the future.

Zhen Fugui bluntly stated his thoughts, which can be summed up in one sentence: he was obsessed with becoming an official, and the village chief could no longer satisfy him.

He has also prepared to temporarily let Zhou Dashan take over the position of village chief.

This incident angered Grandma Li and Wang Cuihua.

Now Wang Cuihua is crying herself unconscious and lying in bed, while Old Lady Li is causing trouble for her and trying to bring the person back.

Zhen Wanwan sighed helplessly. She now seriously suspected that her older brother's friend might be involved in pyramid schemes!