As the sun set, child Wen Yiqing sat in the courtyard of Caiyunju, holding a bowl of ice powder and eating it in small bites.

Ordinary boiled rice noodles are added with fermented glutinous rice and brown sugar. After cooling, they are placed on ice to cool down. After taking a bite, he sighs and smiles happily. He never expected that such a delicious thing would be waiting for him when he comes back today.

I also saw a bowl of cut ice fruit next to me, and I felt even more satisfied.

Wen Mianmian told him, "You can only eat this little. If it's too cold, your stomach won't be able to bear it."

"Sister, this tastes so good. Can I still eat it when I come back tomorrow?"

"There will be something better to eat tomorrow."

If she wants to make popsicles tomorrow, she will make the simplest mung bean ice. It will definitely be delicious. Oh my, can she open a store to buy cold drinks and popsicles?

On a hot summer day, what could be more comforting than a popsicle?

In the evening, Wen Lingxiao came back, and the father and son went to the study. Wen Mianmian learned that he had personally delivered iced pears and iced juice.

"Brother, come and try."

Wen Lingxiao picked up the juice and took a sip. It was cool and refreshing, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Have you made your ice yet?"

"Yeah, daddy will tell you." Wen Mianmian said with a smile, "I came here just to say that I have another idea."

She talked about the popsicles again, and then said: "I will try to make a few tomorrow. You guys can come back and try them in the evening."

This time Wen Lingxiao smiled, "Your method is not new. In summer, some teahouses will launch these cold drinks, but they are more expensive."

ah?

Wen Mianmian laughed dryly, "Then pretend I didn't say anything. I'll leave first."

I got carried away again.

As soon as she left, Wen Lingxiao glared at Wen Lingxiao. Wen Lingxiao chuckled twice, "Sister, she is lively and won't be sad."

After saying that, he took another sip of ice juice, it was delicious.

Next was the time for the father and son to discuss. Wen Lingxiao naturally spoke in more detail than Wen Mianmian, and also stated his plans, "Some people in the army have reached their age and it's time to retire. Select newbies to supplement them."

Getting in is imminent.”

"Brother-in-law sent a batch of armor, but it hasn't arrived yet. The weapons should be replaced."

Wen Wen Mian also talked about going out for military inspection this time, and finally said: "You have to act quickly. After your sister gets married, I will arrange for you to take someone out."

"As for making ice, let's leave it to the next door."

Wen Lingxiao also had the same idea, and they really couldn't find the manpower to make money.

After the family had dinner, the father and son went directly to the next door. For Wen Wen Mian, it was not in line with his style to go through the small door, so he took Wen Lingxiao directly in through the main door.

After seeing the printed newspaper, the clerk nodded appreciatively. Seeing that the top box was empty, Hua Jingyun said: "The newspaper has not chosen a name yet, and I would like to ask my father to pick one."

"Not bad." He is a virtuous son-in-law with a delicate heart.

"Come to the palace with me tomorrow afternoon to talk to the emperor about this matter."

After talking about the newspaper, Wen Lingxiao talked about making ice. This time he didn't say it was his sister's idea, he just said it was his, just in case.

"It's extremely simple to make ice. What do you think of this business, brother-in-law?"

Hua Jingyun stroked his forehead silently. Recently, he always had a hunch that he would become a person who specializes in making money for his father-in-law and uncle.

Wen Shumian saw what he was thinking and said directly: "The affairs in the army are complicated, and I don't have anyone who is good at business. If you are interested, I think we can cooperate for a long time."

Hua Jingyun thought for a moment, is it useful to refuse in this situation?

"If my father-in-law can be trusted, I am willing. I will order someone to do the accounting separately for newspapers and ice making. How about 50/50 of the profit?"

The clerk waved his hand, "The idea is ours, but the operation depends entirely on you, so let's do it on June 4th. You six and I four, it's best to settle on a monthly basis."

Hua Jingyun did not refuse politely. No one has too much money, and he was no exception.

"Then it's decided."

The clerk put down the tea cup and talked about free food again, "If the emperor asks you, there is nothing to avoid, just say it directly, but stop at the key points."

"The Emperor doesn't want to make a big fuss about this matter."

Hua Jingyun nodded, feeling a little regretful. There were some things he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to do.

Wen Lingxiao kept reading the newspaper and asked cheerfully: "Is that guy Fu Li doing half of this?"

"It's really like that. Not to mention the things mentioned above are quite interesting."

Regarding the gift, Hua Jingyun was also generous in his praise, "He is very smart, knows a lot of interesting things, and the things he writes are also interesting."

"If this newspaper is finally successful, he will be the one in charge of entertaining people."

Hearing this, Wen Lingxiao was overjoyed, "If it's true, that kid will jump three feet high with joy."

A few days ago, his uncle was saying that this boy was incompetent in literature and martial arts, and was not familiar with public affairs. He had a headache about his future prospects, but he earned it without thinking.

Wen Mianmian was greedy at night. Although she warned Wen Yiqing not to eat too much, she couldn't control her mouth. She waited until she was so heartbroken that she went to bed with satisfaction.

The result of getting carried away was that she really fell ill after using too much ice. She developed a high fever in the middle of the night. The fever came fiercely, and it was almost dawn when she waited for the spiritual fruit to be discovered.

Wen Mianmian immediately took a breath of cold air as soon as he arrived. At this time, Wen Mianmian's eyes were closed tightly with burning eyes, her face was dark red, her lips were purple, and her whole body was burning.

"If you don't want to cool down quickly, go call the imperial doctor immediately."

Wen Lingxiao was afraid that the servants would not be able to help him, so he rode a horse to invite him. Mrs. Wen ordered someone to bring hot water and began to wipe Wen Mianmian's body. When the waiting doctor was brought by Wen Lingxiao, he felt that he had not started to treat him yet.

He was about to die, and half his life was lost on the road.

The imperial doctor had already made diagnosis and treatment, but had not yet prescribed any medicine. After another round of diagnosis and treatment, the imperial doctor hurriedly prescribed a prescription, "I discovered it too late. Miss Wen is very dangerous at the moment. I have to boil an extra batch of medicine to prepare it. This medicine may be dangerous."

It’s not easy to feed it.”

Clerk Mian, who had never been timid in the face of fierce enemy troops, had sore legs at the moment. He could barely stand by holding on to the table at hand, "If you need any medicinal materials, just ask."

The imperial doctor handed over, "The most urgent task is to find a way to subdue the high fever and let the sweat held in the body flow out."

After saying that, he quickly turned around and discussed with the doctor.

From sunrise to sunset, the high fever did not go away for the whole day. Almost as soon as it faded, it continued to burn. Caiyunjuli was full of people. The old man was quietly wiping his tears aside. The old lady simply knelt in front of the Bodhisattva and prayed for her.

Wen Mianmian prays.

"Why did you become so seriously ill all of a sudden?"

The emperor in the royal study frowned, "Is it serious?"

"Back to the emperor, Imperial Physician Huang and the doctor from the General's Palace are not far away from each other. They all say that Miss Wen's high fever is dangerous, and tonight is particularly important."

The chamberlain didn't dare to say anything, and Dr. Huang whispered that if he couldn't survive it, he was afraid that he really couldn't survive it.

"General Wen never left."

The emperor looked grave and waved his hand, "Ask the Taiyuan Hospital to send two more people to help. We must rescue the person no matter what."
Chapter completed!