As Zhang Han expected, all the people who had tasted stinky tofu immediately spread the word after returning home, saying how wonderful the taste of stinky tofu was, which aroused the curiosity of more people and went to the store to taste it!
The stinky tofu shop has long queues every day, and its popularity never diminishes!
Fortunately, Zhang Mansion is relatively close to Bieyuan. Zhang Xi occasionally asks the chef to cook it and deliver it to his parents to share with them!
Mrs. Zhang is also very satisfied. She is glad that her daughter is marrying so close and she can always think of her parents’ family whenever good things happen!
The business in the store is booming, and Queen Jingjue has just finished organizing the branch of the milk tea shop, and then she starts preparing for the branch of the stinky tofu shop!
The branch in the city was planned to be opened in the commercial street, but the construction of the commercial street had not yet started, so it was temporarily shelved and branches in other counties were opened first!
The stinky tofu business is booming in Xianyang City, and the same is true in other counties.
Queen Jingjue plans to open one in every county first, and then open one more after the business is booming.
If the business is average, there is no need to open it again!
After all, stinky tofu has a unique taste that many people still can’t accept!
Taking advantage of this gap, Ying Feiyu began to draw the drawings of the commercial city.
After the drawings were completed, they were sent to the Ministry of Industry in person and handed over to Meng Tian.
Meng Tian only took a brief look and was stunned by its scale!
I thought the medical school was big enough, but I didn't expect it to be less than one-tenth the size of the commercial city!
No wonder His Royal Highness the Crown Prince calls it a commercial city.
What a city this is!
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, this... this... can your Majesty agree?"
If he remembered correctly, when the medical school was built last time, His Majesty felt that it was stealing the limelight from the palace, and even specially called His Highness the Crown Prince over.
Although His Majesty's words were resolved by a few words, the dissatisfaction in His Majesty's heart could still be seen.
If you build such a large commercial city again, Your Majesty will have to blow up the temple.
Looking at the scale on the picture, it is bigger than the palace.
"You can build it safely and boldly. My father has already agreed. The land to the east is what my father promised to use for this prince!"
Ying Feiyu circled a place on the drawing.
This piece of land was what I asked for from Daddy Scumbag before!
"Your Highness, it will cost a lot to build such a large commercial city. Is it really worth it?"
Even though Ying Feiyu had explained his idea for the commercial city to them before, Meng Tian still felt that it was a bit of a waste.
Looking at the drawings, the commercial city is vertical, with a ten-foot-wide road in the middle, and four-story small buildings built on both sides. Each building is independent, and behind it is a small courtyard.
The other roads parallel to it are also six feet wide, and the small buildings on the street are also three or four stories!
In addition, there are many small courtyards around, and the area inside the courtyard seems to be much larger than the shops on both sides of the street.
A three- or four-story house is also to be built in the courtyard, and the one next to His Royal Highness is marked as a villa.
When we turn to the detailed structure of the villa, we can find that its structure and pavement are completely different, more like a mansion!
Not to mention the surrounding villas, there are about two to three hundred of them labeled as shops.
Does His Royal Highness really have so much business to do?
"When the commercial city becomes popular, even if I don't need it, I can still rent it out and collect rent!"
This was what Ying Feiyu had planned for a long time.
In later generations, his dream is to be a rent collector, collecting rent every day and not having to do anything else!
Building a commercial city now can be regarded as fulfilling the dream of future generations!
"All right!"
Meng Tian nodded and said nothing more.
The thoughts of His Highness the Crown Prince were not something they could guess.
As long as His Majesty won't be angry because the Commercial City is too big!
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On September 10th, the medical school held a grand ribbon-cutting ceremony.
All teachers and students are in place.
The newspaper reporter took many photos and published them in the next day's newspaper.
Just seeing the appearance of the medical school, the common people yearned for it.
When you start educating your children, you must study hard. After graduating from middle school, go to medical school to study!
Ying Feiyu set up a laboratory in the medical school and asked experienced and knowledgeable doctors to conduct some small experiments and study some medicinal materials and pharmacology besides teaching.
Regarding Western medicine, Ying Feiyu has been included in the textbooks, and many doctors have a strong interest in it.
Imperial doctors also teach in medical schools when they have time, and at the same time participate in research and development in laboratories.
Just as they were discussing with each other and studying pharmacology, they were summoned by a guard who suddenly came, "Doctor Xia, hurry...come with me! There are several other imperial doctors, please follow me!"
Xia Wuqi heard the sound and quickly put down what he was holding.
It's nothing new for imperial doctors to be summoned urgently, and they are used to it.
It is also common to be woken up from sleeping until midnight.
Not caring about anything else, he hurriedly ran away, "But who in the palace is feeling ill?"
The first thing he thought of was His Majesty.
After all, he had suffered from a serious illness before, and his body had always been taken care of.
To summon him back to the palace in such a hurry today is probably because the old illness has recurred!
"It's Marquis Tongwu...!"
The soldiers said anxiously: "Marquis Tongwu suffered an emergency while he was training in the army. He suffered unbearable pain in his lower right abdomen. He has already consulted several imperial doctors in the palace. They said that they could not make a conclusion for the time being and could only temporarily relieve the pain. You must go there." Just watch it!"
Wang Ben has a very noble image in the army and is the idol in the hearts of all soldiers.
They fell ill at this time, and they were very panicked.
After explaining the symptoms in a few words, he pulled a few imperial doctors onto the carriage!
The carriage sped along and arrived at the tent where Wang Ben was resting temporarily.
"It's coming... it's coming... Divine Doctor Xia is here, everyone, give way!"
The soldiers shouted and pushed aside the soldiers outside the tent.
He could understand everyone's concern, but if he were delayed for a moment longer, Tongwuhou would be in even more danger!
Wang Ben was lying in the tent, his face pale.
Even though the imperial doctor gave him an injection to relieve pain, the big beads of sweat still kept falling down!
"Doctor Xia, please take a look!"
The soldiers clasped their hands in fists and saluted him.
"Um!"
Xia Wuqie stepped forward to ask about his illness and took his pulse.
"How's it going? What disease does our general have? Why is he so fine, but suddenly in unbearable pain?"
The soldiers around him couldn't wait to ask.
However, Xia Wuqie did not speak. Instead, he checked the coating on his tongue, asked about the current situation, and checked the location and pattern of pain. His two brows knitted together deeply.
"You old man, if you have anything to say, just say it. What's the point of putting on a sad face?"
After all, Wang Ben was also a man who had fought on the battlefield. He had suffered countless injuries, and he had long regarded life and death indifferently.
"Miracle Doctor Xia, what's going on?"
The soldiers also asked nervously.
"I'm afraid... I'm afraid it's... intestinal carbuncle!"
Xia Wuji hesitated for a long time before spitting out two words.
At the same time, the imperial doctor who had previously treated Wang Ben's pain also nodded quietly.
He had suspected it before, but he didn't dare to make a conclusion, and even hoped that his diagnosis was wrong!
