In the prefect's house at night, an oil lamp that had not been extinguished was swaying, and Mi Fang's frown expression was reflected in the hazy light shadow.

He was restless in his sleep, obviously having some nightmare.

A young concubine slept beside him, still a little shy.

Suddenly Mi Fang screamed from the dream and grabbed both hands.

"Money, money...my money, my money!"

The concubine also woke up and quickly comforted: "Master, no one touches the master's money, no one touches the master's money."

Since the betting shop lost money because of the "Biyan Er" in Jiangdong, Mi Fang always couldn't sleep well at night and always dreamed of Sun Zhongmou. He smiled at Mi Fang deeply, as if he was talking about it again.

——"Mi Fang, I don't want 100,000 soldiers anymore, just to make you lose money! Hahaha, Mi Fang, Mi Fang, you bite me!"

Nightmares are always surprisingly similar, and Mi Fang has shadows.

As his concubine, as long as it is not the first time he sleeps with the master, he knows that the master is really not sleeping soundly and is still thinking about his money in his dreams.

Mi Fang was startled and sweated coldly...

The concubine asked: "Did you dream of that rat again... Sun Biyan?"

The concubine always listened to the master's muttering in his dreams, sometimes he called "Sun Quan", sometimes he called "Biyan Er", sometimes he called "Rat", so the concubine just got together, "Rat Sun Baiyan".

call…

At this moment, Mi Fang covered her head and felt scared. It took him a while to come back to his senses.

"This time it's not that blue-eyed man, it's... it's cloud flag!"

"Yun...Yunqi Young Master?" The concubine was curious and asked quickly: "Is it Guan Yunqi, the fourth Guan Yu?"

Mi Fang nodded heavily, as if You Zi was frightened, "I dreamed that this business was lost, and I lost all the money... The Mi family lost... I lost... You all ran back to your parents' home, and I was the only one left, alone... I can't afford to eat bread."

As he spoke, Mi Fang's beads of sweat as big as beans fell down.

In a panic, he seemed to remember something and quickly asked his concubine next to him, "How do you feel when you use it?"

Ah...ah...

The concubine was stunned. As the woman who served the master to sleep, she... she was useless except bathing incense?

I heard this sentence.

It's still completely confused.

Mi Fang also came to her senses, "Oh, I was wrong, you didn't, I was wrong..."

He immediately lay down slowly, closed his eyes and then fell asleep.

This time, my concubine was afraid that the master would wake up again, so she especially told the stewards who were guarding outside the door to be absolutely silent, and even if she was walking, she should be as slow as possible and not make any sound.

that's all.

The concubine went to bed again.

Soon, the sound of grinding teeth came from the room. Mi Fang not only had nightmares, talked in her sleep, but also grinded teeth.

The concubine's sleep is not good. Fortunately, she doesn't need to serve every night. She closed her eyes and let these sounds echo in her ears, and she still kept sleeping!

But tonight, it seems like it is destined to be uneasy.

It was clearly explained, but the footsteps outside the house were heard one after another, and the concubine counted silently. When the ugly thing came, she didn't hear it very clearly. Most of the time, someone came over and was blocked by the staff.

At the time of May and at the time of Mao came twice...

The sound of footsteps was also blocked by the staff.

Even the last time, the concubine heard the complaint of the servant, "What's wrong with all the wives? Why are you going tonight... Is there someone already serving the master in bed? Do you... don't understand the rules anymore?"

And just a quarter of an hour later, there were tiny footsteps.

This time, there was a relatively high-ranking wife among the ladies. The staff asked in confusion: "Madam, what's the matter? Can't you tell me tomorrow? As for this urgent?"

"It's very urgent!" The lady was a little embarrassed, but it seemed like the tone he was speaking - it was very urgent.

The staff was confused, and he quickly replied: "The master has gone to bed. At this time... where should I ask?"

And just then.

Mi Fang, who was still sleeping just now, suddenly sat up, her head drooped, and her hands pressed on her thighs, like a zombie.

He was awakened.

He rubbed his head quickly...

I'm sure I'm not in a dream now.

The concubine naturally sat up, and didn't bother to cover her body with a quilt. She quickly said guiltily: "Master... was he awakened?"

But at this time.

The slight sound outside the door came again, "I'm here to ask the master, but there are... the mats I handed over to us tonight? Now I need it... it's very urgent."

Blind this sentence...

Mi Fang's neck twisted, and she was still like a zombie. He looked at the naked concubine beside him, but his eyes did not move down at all.

He just stared straight into her face.

"How many times have you been?"

"The master has always been... aren't it all once?"

"I didn't ask you this!" Mi Fang said in a solemn tone, "I'm asking how many waves of people came tonight?"

"Ah..." The concubine's face suddenly flushed, and she stammered, "...three...three waves of people!"

Mi Fang could no longer calm down, so he raised his shoes.

The concubine asked quickly: "The master will not sleep for a while?"

"Hahaha...what to sleep?" Mi Fang suddenly burst into laughter, laughing like a fifty-year-old child, "Call them all... I'm rich, I'm rich!"

Mi Fang hurriedly got up, put her robe on her body, and went out happily.

The on-duty knelt down quickly, "I was shocked by the master."

The wife outside the door was also scared to see Mi Fang, especially the master who laughed wildly in the middle of the night, who was quite creepy.

"Hahaha..." Mi Fang was still laughing, and he ordered again, "Call them all, those who sent the 'mattress' tonight will call you, Master, I have something to ask!"

——"Go to the main hall, go to the main hall!"

…

In the morning light, thin sun shadows were cast into the courtyard of the Mi family's mansion. Before the hour of Mao was over, Mi Fang and his seven wives and concubines were already sitting together.

Mi Fang patiently listened to the evaluation of his wives and concubines.

Of course... this kind of evaluation makes it difficult for women to tell it.

But... Mi Fang asked again and still got some information.

——Soft, anti-side leakage, anti-slip, clean.

This is the most rating.

These are not important. What is important is that Mi Fang must be sure if this thing is sold...will these wives and concubines buy it?

"Of course, even if you are more frugal, you have to buy it!"

"That's right, rouge, jewelry is for outsiders, but this one is for your own personal use, so of course you have to buy it..."

"Master, we women are so difficult. In the past, it was because of those unclean menstruation, so we were sick all over. But this disease could not be seen by the boys. I swallowed so much pain in my stomach... After this, I will never use the menstruation I used to carry with me again."

Gradually, Mi Fang's godfathers and concubines started talking. The topic was that it was inevitable that they would be blushing and embarrassing to talk about it alone.

But everyone started chatting, and it was not embarrassing at all.

Mi Fang listened patiently and took bamboo slips and recorded a lot of content with pen and ink.

Merchants are often the most savvy. Through these detailed analysis, he evaluates the possibility of this business...

On the bamboo slips, Mi Fang has recorded several important points.

The first one is practical.

Of course, practical things may not be a good business, because if the threshold is too high and only the nobles' female family can afford it, it will still not be able to sell them.

But...the second one is female disease.

This is a huge pain point, because it is unclean and unhygienic. In ancient times, women were often very serious gynecological diseases. It has nothing to do with girls or women...

Chacha, this world... doctors can always be found in all places, but female doctors... are simply rare.

In the ancient medical community, there was an unwritten rule, that is, medical skills are passed down to men but not women!

This also causes men to say a lot of things when it comes to doctors, but women are rare.

Then the question is.

Gynecological diseases? How to treat them?
To be continued...