Take the piece of paper and go ask Old Demon Zhuge for a mulberry tree branch. I think you will definitely succeed.

Therefore, now I can only hope that my own company will not let me down and can really make good paper.

But even if paper cannot be made, mulberry and hemp must continue to be grown.

If you can't plant the kind of mulberry trees in Zhuge Lao Yao's farm, you can also find other mulberry trees.

At most it just takes a little more time.

The most important thing about this matter is the attitude of the Zhang family.

After a while, if you really want to make paper, just ask someone to send the paper back to Jincheng.

Therefore, Guan Ji will not miss anything when she returns to Jincheng at this time.

"I understand."

After Guan Ji said this, her expression suddenly froze. After listening for a while, she stood up suddenly and looked somewhere.

Feng Yong was startled and thought something had happened. He quickly stood up and looked where Guan Ji looked. He saw several people not far away carrying backpacks and bending down to look for something from time to time.

"Huh? That's not..."

Feng Yong squinted his eyes and then said, "Amei? How did she come here?"

"It's Amei, and the doctor from the Fan family."

Guan Ji's eyesight is better than Feng Yong's, so she affirmed.

The two people emerged from the grass, and several people not far away also saw it. Amei stretched out her arms and waved, and her voice came from the wind, "Master——"

Amei said something to the people next to her, so they all walked towards this side.

As he got closer, Feng Yong finally saw clearly that it was Fan A and his three disciples, followed by two old soldiers with weapons.

"I have met the Lord and Lady Guan."

Amei bowed.

"No need to be so polite."

Feng Yong stopped the people behind him from saluting, "The etiquette is for outsiders to see. I don't need so many courtesy here."

As he said that, he looked curiously at the backpack behind Amei, "What are you looking for?"

"Back to my lord, your servant is learning to identify herbs with Elder Fan."

Amei replied.

"Why are you interested in studying medicine again?"

Feng Yong asked.

Amei lowered her head in embarrassment, "Your Excellency left those two medical books, and I want to study them to see if I can learn them."

Feng Yong was speechless.

Can a genius really do whatever he wants?

"Medical Engineer Fan, my maidservant has caused you trouble."

Feng Yong had no choice but to say to Fan A behind him.

When Fan A heard this, he quickly said with some fear, "I don't understand Feng Langjun's words. Madam Amei is so talented that even the disciples under the villain's sect can't compare to her."

As he said that, he glanced at Amei with some regret, "It's just a pity that Amei is born as a girl..."

Oh, I was wrong just now, geniuses can indeed do whatever they want.

But what’s wrong with Amei being a girl? As long as I’m here, she can still do whatever she wants.

"Besides, the treasure book passed down from Miss Amei's family is a rare treasure in the eyes of medical workers like us. It's a great honor for me to be able to get a glimpse of its secrets. It's a big deal if I can teach Miss Amei something."

What?"

It turns out that Amei took those two books as a trade.

Feng Yong glanced at Amei appreciatively, this girl did a good job in this matter.

Ever since he knew that Fan A had opinions about him, Feng Yong had no other solution. He could only hope that as time went by, he could personally experience the difference between the textile workshop and other places and naturally change his original ideas.

However, since he came to Hanzhong to repay the kindness of the Li family, he usually does his best within the scope of his duties.

But when Feng Yong mentioned opening a medical school and asking him to bring some disciples from the workshop, he was rejected without any room for mercy.

This made Feng Yong very depressed.

These days, medical skills are not something worth cherishing.

How many medical workers want to pass on their medical skills but can't find a successor. After all, they are from a lowly position.

I specially found someone to learn from you, but you still don’t want to teach me, so what’s the point?

Little did Feng Tubiao know that the longer Fan A stayed in Nanxiang, the more terrified he became.

This Feng Mingwen monopolizes the territory of a county, organizes his own troops, and trains the army privately. Even the county magistrate has to listen to him. Isn't this not evil?

Here, even slaves are subject to orders and prohibitions.

As soon as the whistle blows, the entire workshop becomes silent.

Another whistle blew, and suddenly it changed from silence and no one to everyone working.

Back then, in the Cao thief's barracks, we could only see such an appearance from the elite barracks. How could the general army be so strict in advancing and retreating?

Plus there are so many slaves, how many people are grateful to him?

Isn’t this just about winning people’s hearts?

The Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty was known as a rare wise man and capable minister in the world. He had never misjudged Feng Mingwen. I am afraid that he was wrong when he called him a young hero. He should be a young hero.
Chapter completed!