The next morning, the morning light streamed into the county government office through its carved windows.
After washing up, Lu Yan went to the main hall of the county government office.
The beams and pillars of the main hall are all made of precious nanmu wood, and the carved beams and painted rafters make it look magnificent.
The walls are also adorned with priceless calligraphy and paintings by renowned artists.
The hall was furnished with rosewood tables and chairs, on which were set out exquisite tea sets and snacks.
Several of his most trusted confidants had been waiting for a long time.
"Same as always, let's have a meeting!"
He plopped down in the armchair and crossed his legs.
I'm holding a freshly made bar of soap in my hand, which has a faint jasmine scent.
"Sir, the soap business is booming. Should we strike while the iron is hot and expand production?"
Liu Quan made the suggestion cautiously, afraid of upsetting the man again.
Lu Yan glanced at him sideways.
"You've finally said something sensible! Expand production, we must expand! We need to hire more people, and double the wages!"
Everyone was stunned when they heard this.
Has Lord Lu taken the wrong medicine today? He's usually so stingy, why is he suddenly being so generous today?
"Sir, isn't this...isn't the cost too high?"
Liu Quan wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked weakly.
Lu Yan slammed the soap on the table and said with great bravado:
"High costs my foot! I'm going to make sure the people of Shannan County live a good life!"
Everyone nodded in agreement.
"Oh, right!" Lu Yan said as if he had suddenly remembered something.
"When recruiting, we give priority to those who are from impoverished families, elderly people living alone, and people with disabilities!"
"Bring all the young, strong men who are interested to the army; their salaries must be high!"
"I want them to feel the warmth of socialism!"
The people below were all dumbfounded. "...Socialism? What's that?"
However, they understood what Lord Lu meant: he wanted to take care of the vulnerable groups.
Lord Lu is actually a kind-hearted person.
Thus, under Lu Yan's instructions, the soap workshops in Shannan County began a massive expansion.
Job postings were plastered all over the streets and alleys, and people came to apply in droves.
Lu Yan looked at the group of "hopeful" workers, nodded in satisfaction, and turned to leave the workshop.
Where to go next?
"Yes!" We're going to inspect the next "great project"—Shannan Foot Massage.
We've been planning this for a month, and it's about to open!
Along the way, I pondered the business model of the foot massage parlor.
This thing is absolutely unique in this era; it needs careful planning to make a fortune.
He walked along, muttering to himself:
"Foot massage, good for health, longevity... No, that's too old-fashioned! We need to come up with something new..."
Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into his mind.
"I've got it! Let's call it—Emperor's Foot Massage! It'll cure all your grievances! I guarantee all the high-ranking officials and nobles will flock to it!"
Upon arriving at Shannan Foot Massage, Lu Yan discovered that the renovations were nearing completion.
The antique-style shop, paired with the comfortable chairs he designed himself, is simply perfect!
He nodded in satisfaction and began to check the technicians' training results.
"Come on, let me see how well you've practiced your massage techniques."
As Lu Yan spoke, he grabbed the foot of one of the beautiful female technicians.
"Ouch! Your Honor, be gentle, be gentle!" The technician winced in pain.
"What do you mean 'lightly'! This is called acupressure! Don't you understand? You have to use force to achieve the desired effect!"
As Lu Yan spoke, he increased the pressure, causing the technician to scream in pain.
"Also, you need to learn to read people's expressions and say what the customers like."
"If you run into a lecherous one, you'll be in trouble too..."
As Lu Yan spoke, he lowered his voice and taught the technicians some techniques for "special services".
"Remember, the customer is king! Any means are acceptable as long as they're satisfied! Understand?"
Lu Yan asked with a serious expression.
The technicians looked at each other, and finally answered in unison, "Understood!"
To attract customers, Lu Yan hired several locals to distribute flyers in the city on the opening day.
They also allowed some elite soldiers in the barracks to experience a foot massage for free.
Just as Chen Qingwan and Qiao'er were on the street preparing to buy milk tea, a card was handed to them.
"Miss, look, this says 'Emperor's Foot Massage' on it, it looks quite interesting!"
Qiao'er pointed to the advertising slogan on the flyer and said.
Chen Qingwan glanced at it and said disdainfully, "What nonsense! It sounds like a scam!"
To dare use the word "emperor" to refer to himself, it seems that Lu Yan is truly lawless.
It seems he had long harbored rebellious intentions!
It's good to go and see, that way we can also see what kind of trouble this damned Lu Yan is causing by using her name!
After disguising themselves, the two arrived at Shannan Foot Massage.
Upon entering, a rich aroma of herbs fills the air, instantly soothing the mind and body.
The shop's antique decor and elegant environment made Chen Qingwan feel that the shop was very luxurious.
"Please come in, esteemed guests!" a shop assistant greeted them warmly.
Chen Qingwan and Qiao'er were led to a private room and changed into comfortable slippers.
"What services would you like, sirs?" the clerk asked.
"How about... the 'Emperor's Foot Massage'?"
"Okay, please wait a moment, gentlemen." After saying that, the waiter turned and left the private room.
A short while later, two young and beautiful female technicians came in, carrying wooden basins and towels.
"Esteemed guests, please put your feet into the basin," one of the technicians said.
Chen Qingwan and Qiao'er did as instructed and put their feet into the warm water.
"Is the water temperature suitable?" the technician asked.
"Yes, it suits you well," Chen Qingwan replied.
The technician began massaging their feet with skillful technique and moderate pressure, making Chen Qingwan feel incredibly relaxed.
"Mmm... Ah..." Chen Qingwan groaned comfortably, completely forgetting her identity as an empress.
Qiao'er closed her eyes, enjoying the comfort of the foot massage.
"Miss, this...this feels so good!" Qiao'er couldn't help but say.
Chen Qingwan glanced sideways at the young girl serving her so attentively, her slender fingers gently tapping the carved wooden table.
Two taels of silver for a foot massage? Lu Yan really knows how to make money!
She pictured Lu Yan lounging casually on a recliner.
The image of being surrounded by a group of beautiful women massaging my feet ignited a nameless anger within me.
What a corrupt official!
They're using the people's hard-earned money to indulge in debauchery and extravagance!
That's an even more serious offense!
"Press harder," Chen Qingwan ordered impatiently.
It was as if the masseur wasn't pressing her feet, but rather Lu Yan's smug face.
"Yes, right here, push!"
The technician was startled by her sudden outburst of anger, and subconsciously increased the pressure on her hands.
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