Easy days are not easy, especially easy days surrounded by several women.
Seeing Qing'er's seductive gesture, Bai Song felt powerless.
Then I thought about how Qing'er had worked wholeheartedly for herself these past few days, and I felt guilty, so I bit the bullet and worked hard for half an hour.
Qing'er felt comfortable and her mind was clear. Not only her face, but also every inch of skin on her body turned red after the watering. The fatigue of the past few days was gone.
Bai Song's legs were trembling, and every move he took when he sat down or stood up was filled with energy.
Qing'er arranged Bai Song's clothes, smoothed Bai Song's hairband, and while rubbing Bai Song's shoulders, she talked about her imagination about the sea of flowers.
Qing'er said it once, but Bai Song didn't hear a word.
"Ms. sir, I've finished speaking. Why don't you give me a reaction?"
"Huh? You...what did you just say?"
"Ms. sir, what are you thinking about?"
Bai Song thought about it seriously and asked, "Qing'er, it stands to reason that the Mo family should know something about Taoism."
"Ah? What's wrong?" Qing'er didn't know what she meant by her sudden words.
"The emperor is seeking immortality. Is this true?"
Bai Song had some doubts. After all, such outrageous things as time travel could happen. Is immortality really possible?
Qing'er was confused and didn't know how to answer.
Bai Song said to himself: "I don't want immortality, but if there is a pill that can make men..."
Bai Song didn't say the last few words, but he was muttering in his heart.
He is a doctor and knows that normal drugs can relieve men's physical fatigue.
But men always have limits, and no drug can change that.
At this frequency, without some life-changing elixir, I probably wouldn't live for a few more years.
But men are creatures with extremely poor self-control. They couldn't even control five fingers in their previous lives. How can they resist the temptation of a house full of beauties in this life?
The reason for this worry is that Bai Song already felt that there was something wrong with his body.
Children are proof.
The two women from Youzhou, especially Xiang'er, went out to have fun together many times, and Bai Song was also very particular about it, focusing on the days when women were more likely to get pregnant.
There was no movement in Xiang'er's stomach.
At first, Bai Song thought it was Xiang'er's problem.
But now that they are together with Sangsang and Qing'er, there is still no movement.
Bai Song began to doubt himself.
However, diagnosing fertility problems is more complicated than other diseases and requires the use of various instruments, which is difficult for Bai Song to do.
In any case, this phenomenon is not normal. It can at least prove that there is some kind of deficiency in Bai Song's body.
This matter could be big or small. Seeing that the family was established, Bai Song became even more cherished about his life. He couldn't make a judgment on this matter himself, so he had to find a way to ask other people for advice.
After thinking about it, Bai Song kept this matter in his heart and planned to visit Yuan Tiangang in Si Tianjian another day.
In the dark, Bai Song had a feeling that Yuan Tiangang should know the crux of the problem.
The topic returned to the sea of flowers.
The so-called sea of flowers, Qing'er thought of making dyes.
Qing'er explained: "Does your husband still remember Xiangjiazhuang?"
"Xiangjiazhuang, of course I remember."
"Xiangjiazhuang used to be the only flower farm near Chang'an, growing a variety of flowers. Qing'er has traveled to many places in the Tang Dynasty and felt that the flowers in Xiangjiazhuang were better than those seen in other places and grew longer. It grows well and blooms well. After asking around for a few days, some farmers said that Chang'an has good Feng Shui and the flowers and plants are luxuriant.
Now the Tang Dynasty is gradually becoming more stable. There are no more wars. People's lives are rich and they no longer pursue ordinary coarse linen and linen clothes. Every household in Chang'an has several pieces of clothing and silk cloth that are readily available. I think if Datang remains so stable, the demand for this will increase in the future.
Looking at the cloth and dyeing shops all over the world, there are many large-scale family households, but there are almost no real flower factories. Flowers are the raw materials for dyes. There are only individual flower farmers in various places, and there is no large-scale flower farm. If we invest in Huahai, starting from ourselves, and with a preliminary scale, we can annex flower farmers from various places one by one, thereby controlling the production of raw materials for dyes..."
Qing'er stopped and looked at Bai Song seriously.
Bai Song nodded: "You continue."
"My husband once told me that the most important thing in doing business is a monopoly. For example, the Three Kingdoms was in the hands of my husband, and it was popular in Youzhou when it first came out. Another example is bamboo paper, which was also pioneered by my husband and is unique. Another example is the reconstruction of the West City of Youzhou And banknotes... Qing'er discovered that everything her husband did was unique, and without exception, it caused quite a stir.
Qing'er doesn't have the creativity of her husband, so she can only think of looking for opportunities in an industry that no one cares about. We have more money, and ordinary farmers cannot compete with us. After annexing farmers, we can give flower farmers more harvests. Let all the publishing houses in the entire Tang Dynasty not be able to bypass us. "
"The idea is good, but have you ever considered it. The supply of fabric raw materials is currently maintained in a relatively balanced state. If a large-scale flower suddenly comes on the market, will it impact the market? Will the price of raw materials plummet?"
"The demand for fabrics will continue to expand. Now Datang's fabric supply can't keep up. I'm still thinking about opening our own fabric shop in the future!"
"Why are you so sure?"
"Because there are some foreign races in Chang'an, and the number of these foreign races is increasing every year. First they are Turks, then Japanese, and more are visitors from the West. They have brought Western mineral treasures, but they only like our silk. They We will bring silk back to the West, and judging from recent trends, our cloth can be sold not only to the people of the Tang Dynasty, but also to further places."
Bai Song was stunned, and four words flashed in his mind: "Silk Road?"
The White Song Dynasty forgot this. The Silk Road began in the Qin and Han Dynasties and flourished from the Tang Dynasty.
This time seems to be the time for the rise of the Silk Road.
As an ancient person, Qing'er could actually see the existence and potential of the Silk Road, which was completely beyond Bai Song's imagination.
This woman is born to do business!
Bai Song looked at Qing'er blankly, not knowing how to praise her.
Qing'er looked at it stupidly, a little worried, and frowned: "Mr. sir, is this bad?"
Bai Song called Qing'er over, held her in his arms and kissed her hard. He was so excited: "Qing'er, you are such a genius!"
Qing'er was blinded by Bai Song's excitement. Her body was soft and her heart was sweet, thinking that she must not have disappointed her husband.
"Qing'er, how did you get such a big head? You can think of things I didn't expect!"
"Is... is it so good?" Qing'er was a little embarrassed, blushing, and asked in a low voice.
"Okay! Of course! Just do it according to your own ideas, and tell me if you have any problems. My husband will definitely cooperate with you. From now on, the Bai family's business outside the country will all depend on Qing'er."
