The steel fascia knife slid downwards at a certain angle against the structure of the muscles. In that moment, veins popped up in Shaoqing's head. The hand holding the trouser leg grabbed the back of the cushion under him, his teeth were dead. He bit his lips desperately for fear that he would make the slightest sound.
Just by looking at it, Dong Lingjiu understood how powerful this fascia knife was, but when he thought of it being able to relax the muscles all over his body, he really wanted to try it.
One after another, in the end Shaoqing was sweating profusely and didn't even cry out.
Everyone onlookers couldn't help but give thumbs up and praise, even Xia Tan'er, who slapped Shaoqin on the thigh.
"Not bad, you kid is quite able to withstand pain."
"Master... I was taught well by my master."
Xia Tan'er raised her eyebrows, turned to look at Dong Lingjiu, and saw a faint smile on Dong Lingjiu's face. It was obvious that he was very satisfied with the answer.
"You are really good at talking. If you have a good rest tonight, you will know the benefits of this fascia knife when you wake up tomorrow. Speaking of which, I thought of another way to make money."
"What method?"
"Recruit a group of people to learn massage techniques, and provide martial arts practitioners with fees based on time, personnel and projects. Just like the fascial knife just now, those who are generally proficient will only be charged five taels of silver. What do you think?"
"This is a good method. The people in my Fengying Tower alone can earn hundreds of taels of silver in one day, not to mention there are so many martial arts practitioners in the entire Jiuzhou Continent. Tan'er, you really have an idea to make money."
"Of course, it's called rehabilitation."
In the past, when she had to stand for too long during surgery, Xia Taner would always take advantage of her vacation to write herself a prescription from the rehabilitation department when she was suffering from soreness in her back and back pain, and then relax. There is a saying that the doctor's technique in the rehabilitation department is called It was accurate, pressing it every time made her feel comfortable and wanted to sleep.
If this project is carried out, it is uncertain how much income it will generate, how many jobs it will provide, and how many people it will support.
Xia Tan'er is not a profiteer who only makes money. She has always believed that when people are rich, they should give back to society. The best way is to let people support themselves and live and work in peace and contentment.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, what do you think?"
"Yes, Not Bad."
Dong Lingjiu rubbed Xia Tan'er's head with tenderness. He found that he was really lucky. God could give him such a treasure. Therefore, he would hold Xia Tan'er tight no matter what, but Don’t allow any cracks for others to seep in.
"Okay, I will ask Song Lingcheng to come over tomorrow to discuss this matter. Feng Muchi, you are going to make this reputation famous for me!"
The most indispensable thing in Fengying Tower is people who act secretly. Such people are equivalent to modern Internet trolls. One spreads gossip all over the city. This is how money is made. If the publicity is in place, the product is excellent, and hunger marketing is used, then it will definitely Make a lot of money.
Xia Tan'er couldn't help imagining counting money until her hands cramped.
It was night, and I couldn't see my fingers. There was an undercurrent in Prince Jin's palace. In a corner outside a wing, cigarette smoke curled up.
Early the next morning, at the gate of Dongling Imperial City, a finely carved wooden bed was placed in the middle of the street. The bed curtains were drawn down so that the figure on the bed could not be seen clearly.
After a while, the city gate opened wide, and people on the street gradually gathered, but they all stopped around the bed in a tacit understanding. People formed a circle and looked at the wooden bed curiously.
