The cold husband can't warm me up, I don't love him anymore

"If you don't discuss it with him, will you discuss it with me?" Feng Zhenzhu said, putting down the chopsticks in her hand and starting to scoop soup to drink again.

Cui Lingyi twitched the corners of her lips, "Can you tell me a reason?!"

Feng Zhenzhu glanced at her, put down the bowl in her hand, and wiped her hands slowly.

"Isn't this obvious? In Shangjing, besides him, do we have anyone else to rely on?"

"Shangjing is not like our previous stay in Shangyang. In addition to every inch of land, all procedures require going to the government office."

"You also saw the blueprint of my new pharmaceutical factory last time. I'm not talking nonsense. If you want to realize such a concept, the first problem is the craftsmen."

"As far as I know, such talents can only be found in the Ministry of Industry of the imperial court. How can we obtain these resources without the help of Shen Du?"

Seeing Cui Lingyi's reluctant expression, Feng Zhenzhu chuckled.

"Of course. We can also build a small workshop like we did in Shangyang and recruit a dozen apprentices. In the future, we will only make Fenghanling as a finished medicine, so we don't have to look for Shen Du."

Cui Lingyi frowned.

"So what? We can build more small workshops. My second uncle said that just one small workshop can make a lot of money this year!"

Hearing this, Feng Zhenzhu nodded repeatedly.

"Isn't that right? Having many small workshops can indeed make money, but it is also the easiest to be imitated by others.

Given the current situation in Beijing, the people in these dozen or so pharmacies are all able to open small workshops.

When they all learn from us and open many small workshops, we will probably have no business making Hanhanling.

Once they have mastered the production model of finished medicines, we won’t even have to open a pharmaceutical factory. We can just watch others make money.

By then, my wish to become famous all over the world will not be realized!

I have no choice but to be a doctor in a clinic for the rest of my life!"

Cui Lingyi felt a little troubled when she heard Feng Zhenzhu's seemingly agreeing but sarcastic words.

Everything she said is right.

As a big shopkeeper, she naturally knew that doing business requires opportunities.

Although the idea of ​​making medicine was invented by Xiancao Medical Clinic, this business is not difficult to learn.

As Fenghanling Granules became increasingly popular in the market, the drug-making technology would sooner or later be noticed by people.

As long as the other party has enough strength, they can summon doctors, study prescriptions, and make Fenghanling or even other types of medicines.

Until the entire market share of finished medicines is fully occupied.

By then, even if Xiancao Medical Clinic opened more than a dozen workshops, it would still be a small-scale operation.

It would be good enough if you don't get eaten by others. How can you become famous and rich?

Of course, with her current financial resources, if she managed all the shops and farms well, she could make a lot of money a year.

She had enough food and drink to worry about, and could order her servants around.

But what should Feng Zhenzhu do?

Back in Shangyang, when she was trapped in the pain of love and unable to extricate herself, it was she who accompanied her.

I don’t know how many words of comfort and jokes I said to her have made her what she is today.

Moreover, she had promised to be Feng Zhenzhu's best friend.

Always be with her and watch her become the world's number one female doctor.

The most important thing is that she herself has promised to become the number one female billionaire who benefits the people and saves the world.

If we don't set up the pharmaceutical factory, all this will be empty talk.

Cui Lingyi hesitated for a moment.

"Maybe I can ask my uncle for help, if that doesn't work..."

She pursed her lips and asked, "Looking for King Linjiang?"

Feng Zhenzhu smiled.

"I don't know about my uncle. As for King Linjiang, as long as he doesn't kill me, I can go find him. Anyway, making money is not as important to a man as making money, right, Ah Li?!"

Cui Lingyi twitched the corners of her lips.

What he said was trying to persuade her to find Shen Du, right?

I really don’t know to what extent these two people have united?

Why didn't they get along well like in their previous life, but instead he came to match her up with Shen Du?

Really weird?

Now that things have come to this, what else does she have to say?

But she really didn't want to go to Shen Du for the matter of setting up a pharmaceutical factory.

He rejected someone so clearly yesterday, but now he turns around and goes to ask for help.

She doesn't care about her face anymore!

The most important thing is that she always felt that if the two of them were too involved, Shen Du would misunderstand.

We have to find some way to make a fair exchange, right?

"Well, there's no rush for the pharmaceutical factory. Let's wait until the clinic is stable. There's still some time."

Feng Zhenzhu didn't urge her, but smiled as if she had succeeded.

"It's up to you. You are the boss anyway, so you have the final say."

Cui Lingyi curled her lips.

Obviously, she doesn't have the final say, okay?

Feng Zhenzhu is used to these methods of retreating in order to advance.

But she just couldn't do anything about her.

.......

On the second day, the Xiancao Medical Clinic was still very popular.

Feng Zhenzhu is truly a medical geek.

Once he starts to see a patient, he becomes extremely focused and ignores everything else.

Fortunately, the two of them had a clear division of labor from the beginning, and all the chores and small matters were handled by Cui Lingyi alone.

Fortunately, Cui Lingyi was already used to doing this, and with the help of two girls, Bu Yun and Buse, it was not difficult.

Calculating accounts, sorting out accounts, deploying internal and external staff, placing medicinal materials, managing the warehouse, etc. were all done in one morning.

I planned to set aside time in the afternoon to hold a meeting with a dozen shop owners. The first purpose was to discuss the candidates for the president and vice president of the Medical Association, and the second was to decide on the selection and rating of doctors.

During lunch, Cui Lingyi mentioned this matter to Feng Zhenzhu.

"Sister Pearl, what do you think of the candidates for president and vice president?"

"What president?" Feng Zhenzhu was struggling with an elbow and was a beat slow to respond.

"The president of the Medical Association!"

"Oh, it doesn't matter, as long as we make sure two of them are our own."

Feng Zhenzhu said nonchalantly.

“Oh, you don’t want to be one?”

Feng Zhenzhu widened her eyes when she heard that.

"I can't be the president of any guild. Don't assign any tasks to me. I will just treat patients. This has been agreed upon long ago!"

Seeing her nervous look, Cui Lingyi just found it funny.

How much do you dislike caring about worldly matters?

"This is what I thought. Let my second uncle be the vice president..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Zhenzhu said "hmm".

"This is also good. You become the president. It just so happens that there are two of us. From now on, the Medical Bureau in Shangjing will be ours!"

Cui Lingyi laughed.

"You're probably overthinking it. The president is usually someone from the Imperial Medical Bureau who holds the position concurrently."

"Is that so?" Feng Zhenzhu looked confused and didn't understand.

After thinking for a while, she nodded again.

"That's fine too. Anyway, the people in the Imperial Medical Bureau are Shen Du's people, and Shen Du's people are our people."

"......"

How can we continue this conversation?

Cui Lingyi pursed her lips.

"You can't live without mentioning Shen Du for a day. You've mentioned it several times today!"

"Really?" Feng Zhenzhu blinked, "This shows how important he is to us..."

As she was speaking, she suddenly stopped and pointed outside.

"Look, if you speak of the devil, he'll appear. Isn't he here now?"