Queen Mother is a Scientist

Zhao Sheng entered Beijing with a carriage, but did not expect to meet Hua Qingxue on the street and ran happily.

"I went to Beijing to report to the general and you. Didn't the general say that?" Zhao Sheng was delighted in his heart and smiled into a flower.

Hey, is it time to report?

Hua Qingxue smiled: "How are our bubble soaps sold?"

"Do you need to say that?" Zhao Sheng mentioned this more excitedly: "It has been sold to other countries. Now Nanzhao, Lin Yi, and Wu Ge's women are all prevalent in washing their faces with our bubble soap. It is said that it can make The skin is smooth and delicate, returning to youth!"

"Really?" Hua Qingxue instantly rejoiced: "I added so many skin care oil ingredients to the formula, and the effect will definitely be immediate."

I didn't care about it, I wanted to develop bubble soap just to make ends meet, and now it has sold so well.

However, Zhao Sheng's operating ability is also an important factor.

Thinking about this, Hua Qingxue smiled and said: "Zhao Guanjia, you have worked hard. Then I will calculate the shares for you, and the profit of bubble soap will be divided into 20%."

"Thank you, Madam!" Zhao Sheng's eyes were starring.

20%, that's not a small sum. Hua Qingxue almost didn't think about it, just gave it to people.

Hua Qingxue did not understand business and was not interested in it. From the original Panshui to the present Shengjing, it seems that his boss, who has spurned his hands, did nothing. Basically, he entrusted Zhao Sheng to take care of everything. Shares are justified.

"Isn't 20% a little... or 40%." Hua Qingxue still doesn't know how much silver his bubble soap sells, but it's okay for the butler to take care of it so hard.

When Zhao Sheng heard it, he thought Hua Qingxue deliberately tried him, and quickly waved his hand: "No, no, no, no, no, dare, where can I dare..."

The general will kill me in minutes.

"But, having said that... Madam, do you know the 20% share of our bubble soap, what is the profit?" Zhao Sheng suddenly came up, the voice mysteriously lowered.

Hua Qingxue blinked, ignorantly asked: "How much?"

Luo Muyu originally wanted to buy clothes for Hua Qingxue to help him. Hearing that Hua Qingxue still had foreign income, he immediately raised his ears to listen.

Zhao Sheng took a look around and found it inappropriate. Eventually he joined Hua Qingxue's ear and said, "Madam, this year's 20% profit of our bubble soap can be 100,000 or two silver."

One hundred thousand!

Luo Muyu was the closest to Hua Qingxue. Naturally, he heard it, and he couldn't hold his mouth in amazement for a while.

Her family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine. There is a shop in the south gate of Shengjing, and the profit for one year is only fifty-six thousand and two thousand silver.

But he didn't want Hua Qingxue to be so rich.

"Oh my god, you are so rich. What do you save when you buy a dress? You should spend the flowers!" Luo Muyu teased her, and then told the boss: "These, these, and the ones I just hesitated just now." Pack all the clothes and send them to Mrs. Sibing's house."

The owner of the ready-to-wear shop was happy for a while, but it did not happen that Mrs. Si Bing visited his shop for the first time, and she contributed half a month's turnover. Happiness came too suddenly, unexpectedly, hahaha.

Hua Qingxue was shocked by the number of Zhao Shengbao, but according to the population base of Qi Guo, Nanzhao, Wu Ge and other countries, the profit of a popular national brand soap is reasonable.

but……

"Huh, Mu Yu, I really can't wear so many clothes." Hua Qingxue took a look. Mu Yu helped her choose at least a dozen or twenty sets.

Even if you change your clothes every day, you have to wear them for half a month.

Moreover, this kind of complex suit that is obviously only worn on formal occasions...

"It's okay." Luo Muyu reached out and patted her on the shoulder. "Women, just be better for yourself."

"..." Hey, she was speechless.

"This sentence doesn't seem to be your point of view." Isn't this how people in his time spoke.

Hua Qingxue was surprised that she hadn't thought about where she came from and where she came from for a long time.

"Yeah, it was my husband who said that it made sense." Luo Muyu smiled at her and turned to help her out: "Let's go, it's not too early, I have to dress up tonight, tonight Four must be amazing!"

"It's not a draft, why is it so beautiful, ah, and Zhao's housekeeper..." Hua Qingxue turned back and saw Zhao Sheng followed with a smile: "Well... Are you going to come back to the general this time?"

"Naturally I went to give the general a resurrection, but yesterday I received the general's instructions, so that I don't have to go to Hou Mansion, just wait for him in your other court, Madam." Zhao Sheng said.

"Oh." Hua Qingxue nodded and didn't understand the powerful relationship.

Zhao Sheng is the general's housekeeper in the General Mansion of Panshui City, Hou Mansion and General Mansion...Although they are a family, they are not.

Therefore, Fu Tingye did not arrange for him to pass.

At the moment in the Hou Mansion, Mrs. Fu's situation is worse and worse, and she can be awake for a few hours in the first two days. These two days have been groggy all day long. I wonder if I am awake or sleeping.

Occasionally nagging a sentence or two, and it seems like talking to the first prince, it is a little scary.

"Mother." Fu Tingye stayed in front of the bed and called her.

Mrs. Fu opened her eyes and looked at him, but her eyes did not have a focus: "Yu'er is here, but he is hungry and cold. The mother told you to do it for you."

Yu'er is the name of Mrs. Fu's biological son who died in her early years.

"..." Fu Tingye sighed quietly, not knowing how to answer.

"Yu'er, don't worry, the position of Shizi will be yours sooner or later, and it will be yours. The mother will make Fu Tingye spit it out." Mrs. Fu seemed to see her son, and the tears flowed.

Fu Tingye's face was deep and he looked at her indifferently. He tried to calm himself down, but he found how he could calm down when he touched this past event.

Cheng Wanmiao came in with Tangyao, seeing this scene, quickly stepped forward to persuade: "Auntie, it's time to drink the medicine, don't get angry, don't get angry."

Mrs. Fu allowed her to stand up and sit on the bed, but snorted, and instantly transformed into another look: "Fu Tingye, the old body will never let you marry the woman into the door, and death will not let you marry! We can only marry Wanmiao. Later, Wanmiao gave birth to a son and inherited the title of our Hou Mansion, ha ha."

As if I am amused myself, at the end, I smiled inexplicably.

Cheng Wanmiao secretly looked at Fu Tingye's look, and there was no change, but why did he suddenly feel that the room was very cold, and the cold made people tremble.

"Cousin, auntie, she is mentally confusing." Chen Wan seconds tried to say something to resolve the embarrassment, and could also find a topic to ease her relationship with Fu Tingye.

Unexpectedly, Fu Tingye didn't wait for her to finish, and got up and came out of the room.

Treat her completely as air.

Chen Wan seconds unconsciously tightened the hand holding the soup medicine, his knuckles appeared white, but there was no way but to grind his teeth fiercely.

"Huh, it's useless if you try your best. He won't like you, huh." Mrs. Fu sneered again, a bit terrible.

"Auntie." Cheng Wanmiao was frightened by her words, shaking her hand, sprinkling a little soup, and falling on the luxurious satin, forming a shallow aperture.

"Cheng Wanmiao, wouldn't you put something in my soup?" Mrs. Fu suddenly opened her eyes suddenly and looked at Cheng Wanmiao with a smile-like expression. Live Cheng Wanmiao's throat.

To her surprise, she had difficulty breathing: "Aunt said nothing, Wan Miao... How dare Wan Miao..."

"Oh," Mrs. Fu suddenly smiled, suddenly rushing up to grab Cheng Wanmiao's shoulder: "Fu Tingye, why don't you die, why the person who died is not you, but my family's Yu'er."

The situation happened so suddenly that the soup medicine in Cheng Wanmiao's hands was knocked to the ground and was in a mess for a while.

"Auntie! Auntie, I'm Wanmiao, Wanmiao." Cheng Wanmiao tried to break free, but Mrs. Fu's strength was too great, she couldn't break free.

At the door of the room, Hai Shixuan reported Fu Tingye to the military with an injured butt. Hearing the sound in the room, he stunned slightly, and wanted to go in to see it, but he dared not move.

Fu Tingye glanced at him, seemed to see through his mind, and nodded slightly.

Hai Shixuan is a bit ignorant, what does this mean? General, let me go in and check?

The general himself... didn't he plan to go in?

The unclearness of this order made him somewhat puzzled by the monk.

"General, it seems that there are women in the family... Is it inappropriate for the subordinates to enter?" Hai Shixuan heard Cheng Wanmiao yelling, and his heart was like a cat scratching.

It's very hard.

"Follow me to see." Fu Tingye coldly commanded, but shocked Hai Shixuan with joy.

It has been a long time since I saw Miss Watch.

The two entered the room one after the other and saw that Mrs. Fu was pulling with Cheng Wanmiao. Fu Tingye quickly stepped forward and finally rescued Cheng Wanmiao from Mrs. Fu. At the next moment, she was dragged by Mrs. Fu live.

"Yu'er, did you come back to see the mother, the mother is thinking about you every day, how are you doing, is there anyone bullying you over there." The old lady said, while tears spreading.

At that moment, Fu Tingye felt that his mother was ten years old.

"Mother..." He was a little obscure, and his mood was extremely complicated, but he couldn't bear to brush up the old lady's will, pretending once, just once.

"Yu'er." Mrs. Fu seemed to find her support, and she burst into tears in Fu Tingye's arms.

After so many years of torment and grievances alone, at this moment, all vented.

...

Hua Qingxue and Luo Muyu walked all the way back to the direction of the other courtyard. It was still early, and the two were not in a hurry. They walked and walked along the street.

After Luo Muyu became pregnant with her children, she especially liked the children's gadgets. Like a childish child, a lot of things like candied gourds, figurines, little gourds and so on.

Fortunately, Zhao Sheng followed behind the two to mention things, otherwise, I was afraid to hire a temporary brother.

"Mrs. Sibing, what a coincidence."

The two walked to the corner of the street, and they happened to meet an acquaintance.

——People who don’t want to meet.