Siheyuan: During the great famine, we produced hundreds of millions of tons of grain

Seeing that Chen Xueru seemed to be hesitant to speak, Wan Ping'an asked, "How is the business of Gulou..." Although Wan Ping'an did not ask directly, Chen Xueru naturally knew what Wan Ping'an meant by this question.

She nodded slightly, then said, "Zhou Xiaobai's management and control of the ancient building has gradually been put on the right track..."

"Although there are still some omissions, she will be able to handle the ancient building's affairs on her own in a month at the longest and ten days at the shortest..."

What Chen Xueru didn't say was that with the support of the forces behind Zhou Xiaobai, anyone who dared to cause trouble for her would be seeking his own death.

"Okay, okay, okay... This way, we will have an easier time in the future."

"After the handover of the ancient building's affairs is completed, you should also focus on learning financial management knowledge..." "Now we are just doing some small things, and you see how busy you are every day..."

"As your business grows bigger, you will be very busy..."

As he spoke, Wan Ping'an's eyes fell on Chen Xueru.

Without waiting for Chen Xueru to react, Wan Pingan reached out and pulled Chen Xueru into his arms. "You...

Chen Xueru was just about to say something when Wan Ping'an reached out to stop her.

“Being a boss doesn’t mean you have to do everything yourself, but you have to know how to manage your subordinates…”

"You are quite talented in business. The only thing you lack is systematic learning. As long as you make up for this only shortcoming..." "How about we let you manage our Lin family's business from now on, until you don't want to do it anymore..."

Hearing Wan Ping'an's words, Chen Xueru couldn't help but have a gleam in her eyes!

Then he couldn't wait to say: "You said it yourself...550"

"As long as you keep your word, what you say is what it means. I will definitely study financial management hard..." Seeing Chen Xueru's reaction at this moment, Wan Ping'an not only had a smile on his face.

Even Zhang Yan, Huamei, and Ran Qiuye couldn't help but look at Chen Xueru. Based on their understanding of Chen Xueru, she was either busy or on her way to work that day.

I didn't expect it to be so easy now, and I was directly controlled by Wan Ping'an!

"In that case, let's hand over the tasks at hand as soon as possible and instruct the people below to take charge..." Faced with Wan Ping'an's arrangement, Chen Xueru naturally had no objection.

Before I knew it, half a month had passed in the blink of an eye…

Chen Xueru finally handed over all the affairs of the ancient building to Zhou Xiaobai.

Even the business of Xueru Silk Shop under her name and Huamei Sculpture Art Gallery were all handed over to her subordinates to handle.

As time passed, Zhang Yan's belly became bigger and more obvious.

Wan Ping'an and his female confidantes rarely left the house after that.

Almost every day, he would gather in the garden with various books in his hands, absorbing the knowledge contained in the books. "I have made a breakthrough... I have finally made a breakthrough...

Just when everyone's minds were focused on the books in their hands.

I only saw someone immersed in the eyebrow painting on the carving. As he made the last cut, it seemed as if he had realized something.

At this moment, her temperament suddenly changed dramatically. Swish, swish, swish...

Hearing the exclamation from Huamei, Wan Ping'an and others who were originally immersed in their books, all looked towards Huamei at that moment.

"Eh... Huamei's temperament seems to have undergone a transformation...

"My cultivation hasn't improved, but my temperament has changed. Could it be that Huamei has made a breakthrough in carving techniques..."

"You should know that before this, Huamei's carving skills had already reached the peak of the master level, the half-step grandmaster level. Now her skills have broken through..." As he spoke, everyone's eyes fell on Huamei.

On top of the one-meter-tall statue of Guan Gong carved from golden nanmu wood.

The moment everyone's eyes fell on the statue of Guan Gong, they seemed to sense something. Except for Wan Ping'an, the hairs on the bodies of Zhang Yan and the other two women instantly stood up.

"What on earth is going on here?"

"Why do I feel like I'm being watched?"

Especially when the three women's eyes met the half-closed eyes of the Guan Gong statue, they instantly felt a chill in their hearts! Murderous intent, they actually felt a hint of murderous intent in the eyes of the Guan Gong statue.

"It is indeed a master-level craftsmanship. This Guan Gong statue has both the divine form and the spirituality..." "To achieve this level, only a master-level craftsmanship can do it..."

The master-level craftsmanship cannot be said to have transformed decay into magic, but it has already achieved the initial form and has given birth to a hint of spirituality.

If this spirituality continues to grow stronger after countless years of worship, then this Guan Gong statue may be able to transform into a magical instrument.

It is similar to the seven-hole stone enshrined in the pavilion!

But after Huamei's surprise, her face turned pale.

Seeing the changes in Huamei, Wan Ping'an moved and took out a jar of Shenlong wine. "Drink it quickly..."

Wan Ping'an flashed to Huamei's side, opened the jar of Shenlong wine, and handed it directly to Huamei. At this time, Huamei did not hesitate at all, took the jar of Shenlong wine and drank it.

In one breath, Huamei drank nearly a pound of Shenlong wine, and the pale look on her face finally recovered. It was only at this time that Zhang Yan and the other two girls came to their senses and couldn't help showing a trace of worry.

His eyes fell on Wan Ping'an and he asked, "What's going on with Huamei..."

Facing the slightly worried and puzzled eyes of the three women, Wan Ping'an did not hide anything and explained directly: "Grandmaster-level sculptures already have the spirit and form, and have given birth to a trace of spirituality..."

"Hua Mei has just made a breakthrough this time, and her mind and will are exhausted, which is why this scene happened..."

Even Wan Ping'an hadn't expected that such a change would occur after his carving skills had broken through to the Grandmaster level. Think about when Nan Yi's cooking skills broke through to the Grandmaster level, he didn't have such a situation.

But thinking about it secretly, Huamei spent a lot of effort and energy to carve each statue. The statue of Guan Gong in front of her was the work that Huamei spent three days on.

Three days of quiet concentration on the sculptures had already consumed a lot of her energy. This sudden breakthrough was due to the excessive consumption of energy!

After swallowing a pound of Shenlong wine, Huamei, who had originally looked pale, finally recovered slowly.

At this time, Wan Ping'an didn't say anything nonsense. He took out the mother tree tea leaves and brewed a cup for Huamei himself!

After drinking a cup of mother tree tea and drinking the nourishing Shenlong wine, Huamei's exhausted mind finally recovered. After a long time, Huamei's face regained its rosy color and no longer had any trace of fatigue.

Seeing that Huamei's expression had recovered, Wan Pingan asked, "How do you feel..."

At this moment, not only Wan Ping'an, but also Zhang Yan and the other two beside him, all cast their eyes over. Under the gaze of everyone, Huamei shook her head and said, "It's nothing serious..."

"Not only that, the breakthrough in carving has even allowed me to reach the peak of dark energy..."

While talking, Huamei took this opportunity to start practicing on the spot without saying anything. Looking at this scene, Zhang Yan and the other two girls couldn't help but look at Wan Ping'an.

Finally, Zhang Yan couldn't help but say, "What on earth is going on here...

"Just now he looked exhausted, but now he has started practicing..." Wan Ping'an was silent for a moment, and immediately guessed the reason!

"Although Huamei was exhausted just now, she also used her attainments in carving to break through to the Grandmaster level..." "Taking this opportunity, she felt the tranquility of the Huajin realm..."

Having said this, Wan Pingan paused for a moment, and then continued:

"That is to say, taking this opportunity, Huamei has quietly broken through to the bottleneck of the Huajin Grandmaster level..." "Once her cultivation reaches the peak of the Anjin level, it will only be a matter of time before she breaks through to the Huajin Grandmaster level..."

Although Huamei's mind was exhausted this time, she also took this opportunity to make her mind undergo a radical change. After listening to Wan Ping'an's explanation, Zhang Yan and the other two girls couldn't help but show envy on their faces.

Boom, boom, boom

Under the gaze of Wan Ping'an and the others, they saw that with every move Huamei made, the air around her suddenly vibrated and roared. After nearly an hour, a visible heat suddenly appeared on Huamei's body. "Huh."

As Huamei stopped what she was doing, the heat rising from her body gradually began to dissipate.

At this moment, feeling the surging energy and blood in Huamei's body, Wan Ping'an couldn't help but flash a hint of shock in the depths of his eyes.

"The peak of dark power..."

That’s right, at this moment, Huamei’s aura has already broken through to the peak of Dark Energy! “Congratulations…”

"Congratulations to Sister Huamei for her breakthrough..."

Feeling that Huamei's aura had gradually stabilized and returned to normal, Zhang Yan and the other two girls stepped forward and congratulated her.

At this time, Wan Ping'an's eyes fell on Huamei, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he said: "The peak of dark energy..." Facing the congratulations and inquiries from everyone, Huamei did not hide anything. He just nodded slightly and said:

"Well... I took this opportunity to break through to the peak of Dark Energy in one fell swoop."

"Even if I'm a master of Huajin, I've already touched the threshold..."