"Are you planning to make a drug for yourself?"

"Hmm. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Mu Qingge said: "Actually, I have had this idea for a long time, but because of my cousin and Murong Shizi's affairs, I have to conceal my medical skills, so I didn't implement this idea." ”

Rong Jue tugged at her face, "Actually, you can open it in my name, and you don't have to be in your name." ”

"I've thought about it too. Mu Qingge's trust in Rong Jue is warm in his heart, who in this world can be named Rong Jue?

"However, the manufacture of this granular drug is relatively new, and there is no on-site command from me, or if I don't personally supervise it, maybe it will go wrong. ”

"So, I thought about it, if I really want to open a pharmacy, I have to find a few people with excellent medical skills to train and someone to help me carry it out. ”

Rong Jue looked at her serious little face, with a smile in her eyes: "Yes, you think it through." ”

"I haven't even talked about the hoarding of drugs and the compilation of drug lists, so it's all considered?" Mu Qingge pouted, "Why do I think you're blindly praising me?"

Rong Jue's beautiful black eyes smiled, and she looked at her lovingly, silent.

Didn't he admit that in his eyes, everything she did was good?

Mu Qingge thought so, and was looked at like this by him again, his face turned red, he coughed lightly twice, and said: "However, when it comes to compiling a medicine list, it is a huge project, and each medicine and each effect requires a different medicine list, maybe I will write a book." ”

Writing a book?

Rong Jue's eyes deepened.

"What, don't you believe that I can just publish a medical book?" Mu Qingge couldn't help but ask when he saw Rong Jue's thoughtful appearance.

"Letter. Rong Jue stretched out his hand to her ear, and for a while stroked her scattered hair, and said, "I just think your idea is a little shocking." ”

Apocalypse is the worst pharmacological country among the powerful countries in the entire continent, and there are not many medical books, and there are even fewer that can be called classics.

Compiling a book is a university question, and it is not easy to have a very wide range of knowledge and deep knowledge.

The people who publish the book are all successful people.

And she just emphasized today that she is only fifteen years old.

At the age of fifteen, he can publish a medical book, who will believe it?

However, her ability, he has seen it during this time, and her medical skills are only excellent, and almost no one can match it!

"Shocked?" Mu Qingge was stunned and blinked, "What's so shocking about this." "In my last life, how many people in the market could publish a book casually!

"No, you don't. Rong Jue pinched her nose and said softly: "If you really make up a medical book, maybe the word shock can no longer describe the feeling of the world." ”

Mu Qingge raised his eyebrows, gnawed on the chicken leg and asked, "What is that?"

"At the age of fifteen, you can compile medical books, well......" Rong Jue muttered, "I think you will be unprecedented and unprecedented." ”

Mu Qingge couldn't cry or laugh, she wasn't really interested in compiling books or anything, she didn't want to continue the topic, and said: "If the pharmacy wants to operate normally, I think there will be more preparations for preliminary work." ”

Rong Jue agreed, "If you want me to do anything, you can say it." ”

"Of course, am I still polite to you?" Mu Qingge stuck out his tongue and said, "I told you about this because I wanted your help." ”

"So?"

"You know, I don't know anyone, and people who know medicine still need you to help me find them. Mu Qingge said seriously: "There is also the hoarding of various medicines, and I also need you to help me find a way, and even the house of the medicine room needs you to help me pay attention to it." ”

After that, he propped his chin and looked at him with blank eyes: "You say, won't this be too troublesome?"

"You still know a little less about your husband. Rong Jue took a cup of tea, took a sip, and said lightly: "Your husband and I can have all kinds of shops in the entire continent, will a small pharmacy be difficult for me?"

Mu Qingge looked at him with a smile, "That's right!"

"I'm usually so smart, why can't I figure out these little things!" Rong Jue's warm fingertips flicked her forehead, "These things are actually just orders, and I don't even need to use the strength." ”

Mu Qingge's eyes lit up, and he leaned over happily and kissed Rong Jue's good-looking face, "Great!"

Rong Jue Qingquan's eyes looked at her warmly, and her eyes were full of indulgence.

Actually, these things may just be done by your words. Mu Qingge said with some feelings: "However, if the pharmacy really wants to run, and it is only for me, it always feels a bit luxurious." ”

Rong Jue raised his eyebrows: "Luxury?"

"Don't you think?" Mu Qingge said seriously: "The real operation of the pharmacy requires a lot of investment, and it is the kind of investment that has no return, of course it is extravagant." ”

Rong Jue rubbed her head and couldn't laugh or cry: "How much silver can you use in a medicine room?" Maybe at most it's just half a year's food and clothing in our house. Besides, as long as money and silver can solve it, can't your husband solve it?"

"Do you think the amount of food and clothing in our mansion for half a year is very small?" Mu Qingge didn't know about the accounts, and only after managing the accounts did he find that the food and clothing in the Jue Wangfu for a month was ridiculously high, and the amount of expenditure was unimaginable to outsiders.

This is also why the people of Mufu came to threaten to ask for 40,000, and Rong Jue gave it directly without moving his eyelids.

Forty thousand taels, in the eyes of a three-grade mansion like Mufu, it seems to be a huge amount of money, but in Rong Jue's eyes, it is really just a drop in the bucket!

"Don't worry about that. Rong Jue said warmly. "As I said, in the Jue Palace, it doesn't matter what you want or how you want to do it. ”

Besides, in his opinion, a drug room is really not a big deal.

"Husband, you are so good!" Mu Qingge's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, his heart was warm, he rushed over and hugged Rong Jue's neck, and said with some emotion: "Come, kiss one!"

After that, he pursed his little lips, and on Rong Jue's good-looking lips, he bit and licked with lust.

Rong Jue was gnawed by her so much saliva that even her chin was piled up, grabbed her waist and pulled her into her arms, sat on her lap, and said angrily: "It's not safe to eat a meal, eat quickly, it's already cold." ”

"I don't eat it. ”

"You've only eaten a little. Rong Jue frowned, "Usually less than half." ”

Mu Qingge comfortably nestled in Rong Jue's arms and touched his stomach, "It's all this hour, just eat a little full, otherwise it will be uncomfortable to sleep with a shy stomach at that time." ”

"That's fine. Rong Jue knew that she couldn't be hungry anymore, so he didn't care about her anymore, but didn't forget to instruct: "If you are hungry at that time, remember to ask someone to eat another hot meal." ”