"The Prince An's mansion is indeed grand."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
"We will definitely visit Zuixianlou often to enjoy delicious food in the future."
"Yes, yes, life is short, and the only thing we should not miss is good food."
Everyone began to curry favor with the Prince An's mansion.
Today, the Prince and Princess An are exuding an air of dominance. They must try their best to please the Prince, especially the Princess An. After all, who doesn't get sick sometimes?
You must never offend the miracle doctor.
"I wonder if this seasoning can be pre-ordered?"
Someone asked Afu.
Afu smiled and said, "Of course, it's ten taels of silver per serving. If you pre-order, there's a discount, and each serving will only cost nine taels of silver. However, it will take five days for delivery."
"That would be great, order a hundred portions for me."
"I want a hundred portions too."
"Haha, I'll take a thousand servings."
...
Ah Fu couldn't stop smiling; the princess was indeed incredibly insightful.
With so many orders, can we handle it all?
This is so worrying.
Never mind, leave everything to the Princess.
After all the guests had left, Feng Qingcheng was overjoyed when she saw the order that Afu had brought.
"so much?"
“Yes, if we can’t deliver on time, I’m afraid we’ll have to pay a lot of penalties.” Afu looked at the contract terms and said with a headache.
Why did the princess draft these clauses? This is extremely detrimental to the Prince An's residence.
Feng Qingcheng smiled and said, "Immediately gather all the people, and I will teach you how to make the seasonings."
"What? Your Highness, how could you spread such a thing about food?" Afu was extremely shocked.
Feng Qingcheng said, "I have plenty of tools to make a living. If you can learn even one or two of them, then you'll be considered capable."
Afu: "..."
Okay, he's being superficial.
The princess even taught him acupuncture.
But he only knows a little bit of the basics.
Seeing how hard Acheng was working to earn money, Long Moyuan couldn't help but frown. Was the Prince's mansion too poor?
"Ah Cheng, you really don't need to work so hard," Long Moyuan said with concern.
Feng Qingcheng smiled and said, "It's no trouble at all. I can't let these guys come and eat for free, can I?"
Long Moyuan: "..."
If you eat one piece of her flesh, you'll have to spit out ten pieces.
Does she think she's a vegetarian?
"Today's dinner party has successfully launched the advertisement for our seasoning. Let me explain what 'advertising' is. It's an input-output process with the ultimate goal of promoting and expanding product sales to achieve profitability."
Long Moyuan was completely confused.
After two years of no contact with Ah Cheng, have her thoughts become unfathomable?
Why doesn't he understand many of the things she says?
Is he too outdated?
Feng Qingcheng then changed to a simpler and easier-to-understand explanation: "We don't have time to personally oversee the business, so I'll only teach them the simplest seasonings. Don't underestimate this stuff; it will make our royal mansion incredibly wealthy. Believe me, we'll be the richest family in the country, and no one but the Anwang Mansion will be able to take that position."
"Ah Cheng, how do you know so much?" Although Long Moyuan didn't quite believe it, he still affectionately patted her head.
In fact, he made a lot of money from many of his shady businesses, but he used that money for other purposes.
The Prince's mansion isn't so poor that it has to resort to illicit means.
Feng Qingcheng smiled and said, "I am naturally intelligent. I think it was the gods in heaven who told me."
Long Moyuan smiled and said, "Did the gods in heaven tell you when we should have a baby?"
Feng Qingcheng blushed to the roots of her ears: "You're being indecent, get out of the way."
He liked Ah Cheng's shy demeanor.
I can't wait for night to fall.
Soon, everyone from the Prince An's residence had arrived.
For some reason, everyone felt that the prince was not very happy.
That's strange. The prince was clearly in the limelight today, so what could he be unhappy about?
Is it because they are monopolizing the princess?
The prince's possessiveness is terrifying.
Your Highness, please don't run away because you can't stand it!
Then they'll lose their leader.
Today, the princess shines brightly, and everyone seems to see once again the aloof, sacred, and inviolable goddess of yesteryear.
Although she is approachable now, she still exudes an invisible pressure.
Everyone looked at the princess with awe.
Then, Supervisor Lin respectfully took out a thick notebook, which recorded everyone's special skills.
Feng Qingcheng thought that Manager Lin was reliable and knew how to classify talents.
If he were in a company, Manager Lin would be a managerial talent.
Feng Qingcheng directly divided everyone into ten groups according to the talent classification in the notebook, and selected a group leader for each group. Finally, she taught them how to make barbecue seasoning.
Afu's worries were ultimately unnecessary.
Feng Qingcheng is shrewd; she can make all the teams work together to complete just one barbecue powder dish.
She also established a reward and punishment system, so that each group had no choice but to keep their secret formulas to themselves, otherwise they would be throwing away their money.
The servants of Prince An's mansion were ecstatic.
They never imagined that by spending just one more hour each day, they could earn double the wages!
The princess is so generous!
Other masters only know how to exploit their servants.
Feng Qingcheng finished the meeting in the shortest possible time, passed on the information to each group, and then adjourned the meeting.
She felt that being her employee was the happiest thing, at least she didn't have to doze off in meetings all the time, and she didn't have to work overtime every day, how great was that!
Follow your sister, and I guarantee you a bright future.
Feng Qingcheng was extremely pleased with herself.
She went to Yinyue Tower to see her mother and Xiao Mo.
With so many people around today, and fearing that some might have ill intentions, Feng Qingcheng didn't let Xiao Mo come to watch the battle.
"Ah Cheng, you're here. Where's the treasure map?"
As soon as Feng Qingcheng stepped into Yinyue Tower, Madam Feng chased after her demanding the treasure map.
Feng Qingcheng was both amused and exasperated.
Xiao Mo explained, "Sister, Mother has been talking about the treasure map for the past few days. My ears are practically calloused."
Feng Qingcheng hugged Madam Feng: "Mother, I'm trying my best to find her."
"Ah Cheng, we must find him. We can't let the bad guys get away with it."
After her mother finished speaking, she was on the verge of tears, which broke Feng Qingcheng's heart.
She couldn't bear to see a beautiful woman sad.
Although her mother already had two children, she was still as innocent as a young girl, and her appearance was even more beautiful than hers.
Feng Lingzhi, that cheap father, is truly blessed.
Even Feng Qingcheng was jealous.
"Okay, Mother, don't worry, I will definitely defeat the bad guys."
Madam Feng then mysteriously pulled her into the room, leaving Long Moyuan outside.
"Ah Cheng, this is the Sun and Moon Divine Skill passed down in our family. It is passed down to women, not men. You should cultivate it well. Once you understand its essence, you can absorb the essence of the sun and moon. It's very powerful."
After speaking, Madam Feng quickly shoved a secret manual into Feng Qingcheng's hands.
Feng Qingcheng was overjoyed. "A divine book! I must start cultivating it right away!"
Haha, my sister is going to be invincible!
When the time comes, whether I walk sideways, vertically, backwards, or backwards... you all have to make way for me!
She was so excited that she quickly opened the sacred book.
However, seeing the endless circles inside caused her to break down again!
My beautiful mother, you're so funny!
Do these circles represent the sun, and these circles represent the moon?
Does circling and circling represent absorbing the essence of the sun and moon?
That's truly a divine skill!
They've broken through!
"Acheng, keep this safe. Your mother spent two days writing it from memory."
Feng Qingcheng silently wiped away her tears: "Mother, you've worked so hard."
It must have been quite a struggle to draw those circles for two days, right?
"It's not hard work. Mommy has many other treasures. I'll write to you slowly when I have time."
No, thank you!
"Acheng, is your mother good to you?"
"good."
"Then hurry up and put the book away. Try to figure it out yourself first, and ask your mother if you don't understand anything."
Mom, I don't know how to do anything.
With tears in her eyes, Feng Qingcheng asked the flowers, but they remained silent. She could only tearfully throw the books into her spatial storage.
The little pig and the little black guy were chasing after the divine book again.
"Master, your mother is so funny! She has a treasure map and the Sun and Moon Divine Skill. I'm so curious! I have to keep it safe. When you teach me to read in the future, I'll practice too."
Ha, this kind of symbol can only fool pigs.
Feng Qingcheng comforted her beautiful mother and gave her acupuncture.
"Acheng, you must master the Sun and Moon Divine Skill and retrieve the treasure map; it belongs to our family." Her beautiful mother repeatedly instructed her.
Feng Qingcheng eventually couldn't stand her nagging and ran away.
Miss, I've been really doing my best to take care of your mother, but she's just too nagging. Could you please appear in my presence and make her a little more normal?
Feng Qingcheng's face was so upset that it scrunched up.
"Ah Cheng, are you worried about your mother-in-law's condition?" Long Moyuan asked.
Feng Qingcheng nodded: "My poor little brother is still so young, living with an unreliable mother, and I can't take care of him. I'm really derelict in my duty."
Long Moyuan held her small hand: "Acheng, don't worry, Xiao Mo will receive the best care here, and no one will bully him."
"Ah Yuan, thank you. I really don't know what I would have done without you."
"Fool, do we still distinguish between each other?"
Can we not separate them?
She's not some rich girl.
Although the two had already consummated their marriage, but...
Waaah, she was so worried that one day Long Moyuan would discover her imposter identity and issue an arrest warrant for her.
And that guy, Wuming.
Ugh, she's so annoying.
After taking a bath, Feng Qingcheng returned to her room and saw Long Moyuan sitting in front of the bed, dressed in a white undergarment.
It must be the soft candlelight that made Long Moyuan so dazzlingly handsome.
She couldn't help but swallow.
Long Moyuan beckoned to her with his finger: "Acheng, come here."
Well.
She was used to sharing a bed with him before, since they never actually did anything together.
But when she thought about what happened between the two of them behind the artificial hill in broad daylight, her face couldn't help but burn.
Her feet seemed rooted to the spot, and she couldn't walk anymore.
"Acheng?"
Long Moyuan urged her again.
Long Moyuan, would you believe me if I said my legs were numb?
Feng Qingcheng desperately wanted to turn around and run away.
Long Moyuan's affectionate gaze was full of expectation.
What's this guy up to now?
Isn't he tired?
Feng Qingcheng felt her heart racing.
"Acheng?"
Long Moyuan stood up and walked towards her.
Are you scared?
He picked her up.
"Long Moyuan, my stomach hurts."
"Let me check."
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