Sick Man Turns Out to be a General

0　　Being in a bad mood due to Lee Chunxiang, Yang Ningxiu returned home early.    0

　　After arriving home, he found out that his big sister had returned to the manor. Right now, she was at the old lady's wedding courtyard. She hurriedly rushed over to the wedding yard.    

　　Eldest Miss Yang Ning was married to the second son of the Zhou family, the young lady of the Shangguan family married off to a concubine. The people of the Zhou family held her in their hands, plus she herself was intelligent and capable, able to grasp her husband's heart.    

　　The young miss of the Guan Family married the son of a merchant. In the beginning, no one thought too highly of the marriage, but Madam Cheng loved her daughter dearly, and felt that rather than letting her daughter marry into a noble family, she might as well marry into a merchant's family using all kinds of methods to woo her daughter. At the very least, since their Yang Family were on them, a son-in-law wouldn't take in a concubine, and their own family wouldn't make things difficult for their daughter, which wouldn't hurt her heart.    

　　Arriving at the Joy Fortune Academy, before Yang Ningxiu even entered the door, she heard the sounds of laughter coming from inside, which instantly swept away her depressed mood.    

　　"Big Sister is back. Why didn't you send someone to inform me?" As soon as she entered the room, she complained. Her eyes and nose were all puckered up, and her bitter and laughing expression made everyone present even more amused.    

　　The Old Lady Yang laughed heartily, pointed at her and said, "I was so happy to see my little sister that I forgot about her."    

　　The madame started laughing, and everyone else started laughing too. Yang Ning Fu was very happy to see her younger sister, so she pulled her to sit beside her. She looked around and said, "I lost weight."    

　　"Big sister, I've lost weight as well. Look, my chin has become sharp." Yang Ningxin immediately rushed over and touched her face while holding her hand, "Mother, you sure are cruel. You didn't allow me to eat snacks recently, and even said that if I got fatter, I wouldn't be able to get married."    

　　The little girl pouted and complained, causing everyone to laugh. The First Wife Madam Cheng looked at her daughter in rebuke, angered by this silly girl.    

　　"Let me see." Yang Ningfu pulled her and looked at her, then pinched her chubby cheeks and said, "She's quite round, like a pearl."    

　　Hearing that, the little girl snorted, and turned to run to Shen Jingli's side, "Big sister, you're bad, I won't care about you anymore."    

　　Seeing her cute appearance, Yang Ning Fu couldn't help but smile and curve her lips. Looking at Yang Ningya and Yang Ningxi who were the same age as her, and thinking of how her two younger sisters were already sixteen, she asked out of concern, "Grandmother, did Ningya and Ning Xi kiss?"    

　　In ancient times, a girl could be said to be thirteen or fourteen years old. Once she was engaged, she could wait until she was fifteen or fifteen, then she could marry and become a mother at the age of sixteen or seventeen.    

　　"Your mother and your second aunt would like to meet with them again after the marriage with Ningyi has been decided."    

　　Yang Ningyi's expression froze for a moment, her hands uncomfortably grabbed the ears of the jade pendant, and she gradually lost her consciousness.    

　　Yang Ning Fu glanced at her cousin and secretly sighed. Such a good child, yet he was disgraced by that shameless family, making it difficult for him to even get married.    

　　— —    

　　Returning to the Purple Bamboo Garden, Shen Jingli saw that Mu Chen was chatting with Yang Ning Fu's husband, Zhou Hao.    

　　Lee Qi was playing with a drum right now, but the little fellow didn't seem to be interested. It didn't even look at Lee Qi as it stood up with its two hands on the bed, walking towards an old duck doll, and upon seeing Shen Jingli walk in, it turned around and extended its hand towards Shen Jingli.    

　　"Mama, Mama …" Xun Er cried out in excitement, his chubby face beaming like a flower.    

　　Once Shen Jingli walked over, he nimbly hugged onto Shen Jingli's waist and climbed up. His eyes were sparkling with joy.    

　　"Madam, I'll make you a cup of tea." Lee Qi quickly stood up and turned to go boil some water for tea.    

　　"Give me warm water." Shen Jingli did not really like drinking tea. Compared to tea, he would rather drink warm water.    

　　Lee Qi agreed and went out the door to the kitchen. Shen Jingli quickly got on the brick bed and covered his legs with a thin blanket.    

　　It was a bone-chilling cold outside. It was only five minutes' walk from the wedding hall, yet he was shivering with cold. The weather was indeed cold, but his physical fitness was simply too poor. He took a deep breath and sighed, "If I could soak in a hot spring, that would be great."    

　　"A hot spring?" Mu Chen walked in and happened to hear his words.    

　　"Fourteen, have you finished discussing matters with brother-in-law?" Shen Jingli patted the seat beside him, indicating him to sit over.    

　　"What did you say about soaking in a hot spring?" Mu Chen sat over there, and when Xun Er saw his father, he immediately crawled out of Shen Jingli's embrace and into Mu Chen's embrace. He even mischievously tugged at Mu Chen's long hair that hung down to the sides.    

　　Seeing that, Mu Chen reached out and patted his little butt, signalling for him to be quiet, and then kissed his forehead, causing the little guy to laugh out loud and burrow into Mu Chen's embrace.    

　　"Taking a hot spring is good for your health." Shen Jingli said, and then let out a long sigh, "It's a pity, there's no hot spring in the capital."    

　　Hot springs, what a wonderful thing.    

　　Although he could also use a bath barrel to soak in the water, the bath barrel was different from a hot spring. Drinking a little wine while soaking in the hot spring would allow people to massage him. He would sleep through the night until daybreak … Just the thought of it made him feel that it was so beautiful that it could bubble at any moment.    

　　Unfortunately, he never met a hot spring hotel in the capital. Could it be that this dynasty's people don't even know what a hot spring is?" Shen Jingli expressed his doubts, he did not believe that Great Yan Dynasty did not have a spring. The most likely possibility was that the people of this dynasty did not understand the uses of a hot spring, and had wasted everything they had.    

　　Ah, longevity.    

　　His face was filled with sadness as he dived into Mu Chen's embrace as well, openly competing for the position with his son. Since there wasn't a hot spring, he could still fight for the moving stove.    

　　Mu Chen muttered to himself for a moment and asked: "If there was a hot spring, what would you do?"    

　　"To build a hot spring hotel, of course." Was there even a need to say that? Shen Jingli rolled his eyes at him, then immediately followed up with a statement about his beautiful plans for the Hot Springs Inn, with the focus on receiving high-end female customers, specially trained masseurs, played the zither and sang groups, provided fruit and vegetables over the seasons, and even provided medicinal meals for health care … As he thought about it, Shen Jingli seemed to be able to see the completed spa hotel and the endless flowing of silver, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud.    

　　"A little money grubber." "There is a spring on the side of the Purple Bamboo Mountain that was dug out from brother-in-law's ground. He always brings it here to grow vegetables during the winter, tomorrow, I will buy it with him, then take a look at the surrounding area to create a hot spring hotel for you."    

　　Shen Jingli's eyes immediately lit up, and he said in pleasant surprise: "Fourteenth, are you serious?"    

　　Was there really a hot spring? The heavens had been kind to him.    

　　"Happy."    

　　"He's simply too excited." His voice was even more agitated than before. Shen Jingli hugged Mu Chen tightly and kissed his face, praising him: "Fourteen, you're not bad. Very good."    

　　"Only when I earn money will I be considered good." Mu Chen leaned over and stared at him.    

　　Shen Jingli raised his head, and giggled at him, "The reason why I worked so hard to earn money is because of you, and how good is money, many people run their entire lives just to earn more money, their lives are better now, since we have the chance to earn money, of course we can't waste it."    

　　Mu Chen laughed and scolded, "You are a bunch of nonsense."    

　　"You're too kind." He was happy in his heart, but he suddenly thought of something he did a while ago, and said to Mu Chen: "I'll go talk to brother-in-law with you."    

　　"What are you up to this time?"    

　　He mysteriously smiled and said: "Secret."    

　　— —    

　　"You're talking about that spring in the Violet Bamboo Mountain?" Zhou Hao was an easy-going middle-aged man, he was two years older than Yang Ning Fu, and at twenty-eight, he was not exceptionally outstanding, but his speech was straightforward and had a bit of the bearing of a martial arts child, "If you guys want it, go ahead and take it.    

　　The Zhou family was an imperial merchant house, and there were more than a dozen shops in the capital. There were also many farmlands outside the city, and they also had shops in the surrounding towns. Their business had already reached Jiang-Nan level, so it could be said that they did not care about the money they earned from growing vegetables.    

　　Shen Jingli listened to Zhou Hao's rich and overbearing words, and couldn't help but sigh. This was a true rich man.    

　　"Isn't this just taking advantage of brother-in-law?" Even though he was a bit of a moneygrubber, his elder brothers never coveted other people's possessions.    

　　"I'm your brother-in-law, so it's only right for me to give my cousins some gifts." Zhou Hao waved his hand, he did not mind at all.    

　　"No, no matter what, we can't take advantage of Brother-in-law." Shen Jingli was also very determined.    

　　"This …" Zhou Hao helplessly turned to his wife for help.    

　　Yang Ning Fu smiled lightly, and said: "Since Jinglee is so insistent, then you should sell it to them."    

　　Yang Ning Fu was not worried about Zhou Hao's character, but not all the people in the Zhou family were good people, and the spring was Zhou Hao's personal property. What if Mu Chen and his wife used the spring to earn money, causing them to be jealous, and knew that Zhou Hao was the one who gave the spring water to them, would they not ask Zhou Hao to take it back? Some people don't eat well.    

　　Since his wife had already said it like that, Zhou Hao could not continue anymore. He sold the spring to Shen Jingli for a thousand gold.    

　　held the land deed in his hand and laughed merrily, letting Mu Chen keep the land deed before he took out another small rectangular box from his sleeve. This box was very small, at most the size of a palm.    

　　"I want to work with brother-in-law in a business. What do you think?"    

　　"Yes." Zhou Hao looked at the thing in his hand curiously, "Are you talking about this? Is this a toothpick? What's on it? "    

　　"It's wrapped in sulfur and phosphorous stone powder." Shen Jingli turned his head and asked Lee Qi to bring a flint.    

　　Taking the flint that Lee Qi had given him, Shen Jingli slid the tip of the wooden stick that was smeared with sulfur phosphorous powder onto the flint — — Flames immediately lit up.    

　　"This is?" Zhou Hao was a little shocked.    

　　This is called a match. There's still a technical problem to be overcome, but it's definitely a small profit. It's very cheap, and as long as you pack it well enough, you can sell it for a hundred coppers for a box of matches." This kind of essential good stuff, you can sell it to the entire world without any competition for a few years. By the time others figure out how to make it, you will have earned your fill.    

　　He was the second legitimate son, so seven tenths of the family property would go to the first legitimate son, while the remaining three tenths would go to the second legitimate son. The other ten tenths would go to the second legitimate son, while the remaining ten tenths would go to the concubine.    

　　"If you're interested, we can talk about cooperation." Of course, the most important thing was that he did not want to be in charge.