In the prefect's mansion at night, an oil lamp that was not extinguished was swaying, and Mi Fang's frowning expression was reflected in the dim shadow of the lamp.

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

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

Suddenly Mi Fang screamed from her dream and grabbed her hands wildly.

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

The concubine also woke up with a start and quickly comforted her: "Master, no one touches my money, no one touches my money."

Ever since she lost a fortune in the betting shop because of "Jiangdong Blue Eyes", Mi Fang couldn't sleep well at night. She always dreamed of Sun Zhongmou, who smiled at Mi Fang with a deep smile, as if he was talking again.

——"Mi Fang, I don't want a hundred thousand soldiers just to make you lose everything! Hahaha, Mi Fang, Mi Fang, bite me!"

Nightmares are always surprisingly similar, even Mi Fang has a shadow.

As his concubine, as long as this is not the first time she sleeps with the master, she will know that the master does not sleep well and is still thinking about his money in his dreams.

Mi Fang broke into a cold sweat...

The concubine asked: "Master, did you dream about that rat...rat Sun Biyan again?"

The concubine always listens to the master's murmurs in his sleep. Sometimes he calls "Sun Quan", sometimes he calls "Biyan'er", and sometimes he calls "rat", so the concubine simply comes over.

Together, "rats and grandsons have blue eyes".

call…

At this moment, Mi Fang covered her head, feeling frightened for a while. It took a long time for him to come back to his senses.

"This time it's not the blue eyes, it's... it's Yun Qi!"

"Yun... Young Master Yunqi?" The concubine was curious and asked quickly: "Is this the Fourth Young Master Guan Yunqi?"

Mi Fang nodded heavily, as if she was frightened, "I dreamed that this business was lost, and everything was lost... The Mi family suffered... it was due to you... you all fled back to your parents' home, and I was the only one left, alone.

…I can’t even eat bread anymore.”

As she spoke, Mi Fang's big beads of sweat dropped straight down.

In a panic, he seemed to have remembered something, and quickly asked the concubine next to him, "You...how do you feel after using it?"

Ah...ah...

The concubine was stunned. As a woman who serves the master while sleeping, she...she has no use for anything other than bathing and incense?

I heard this.

It's still completely foggy.

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

Immediately, he slowly lay down again, closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

This time, the concubine was afraid that the master would wake up again, so she specially asked the guard outside the door to be absolutely silent, and to move as slowly as possible without making any noise.

that's all.

The concubine fell asleep again.

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

The concubine's sleep was not good, but fortunately, she didn't need to be served every night. She closed her eyes and let these sounds echo in her ears, still maintaining a false slumber!

But tonight, it seems that it is destined to be restless.

It was clearly explained, but the footsteps outside the house kept coming one after another, and the concubine counted silently. Chou Shi came once, but she didn't hear clearly. It was probably someone coming, but the guard blocked him back.

But Yinshi and Maoshi came twice again...

The sound of footsteps was still small, but was blocked by the guard.

Even for the last time, the concubine heard the waiter complaining, "What's wrong, ladies? Why is it that tonight... someone is already serving the master? Don't you understand the rules?"

But only a quarter of an hour later, the sound of tiny footsteps could be heard again.

This time, there seemed to be a lady with a relatively high status. The waiter asked doubtfully: "Madam, what's the matter? Can't we tell you tomorrow morning? Why is it so urgent?"

"It's urgent!" The lady was a little embarrassed, but it seemed that it was just like the tone when he spoke - urgent.

The waiter was confused. He quickly replied: "The master has gone to bed. At this time... where can I ask?"

And just then.

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

He was awakened.

He quickly rubbed his head...

Make sure you are not in a dream now.

The concubine naturally sat up, and did not bother to cover her body with the quilt. She quickly said guiltily: "Master... was he woken up?"

But at this time.

The thin voice outside the door came again, "I'm just here to ask the master, but are there still...those mats that were given to us at night? We need them now...urgently."

This sentence blurted out...

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?"

"Master, isn't it always...isn't it just once?"

"I didn't ask you this!" Mi Fang said solemnly, "I asked how many waves of people came tonight?"

"Ah..." The concubine's face suddenly turned red, and she hesitated, "...three...three waves of people!"

Mi Fang could no longer remain calm, so he jumped onto his shoes and stood up.

The concubine quickly asked: "Master, don't you want to sleep for a while?"

"Hahaha... Why are you sleeping?" Mi Fang suddenly laughed, laughing like a fifty-year-old child, "Shout them all... I'm getting rich... I'm getting rich, I'm getting rich!"

Mi Fang stood up in a hurry, put her robe on her body haphazardly, and went out happily.

The guard immediately knelt down and said, "This subordinate is so surprised."

The lady outside the door was also frightened when she saw Mi Fang, especially the old man who was laughing wildly in the middle of the night, which was quite charming.

"Hahaha..." Mi Fang was still laughing, and he ordered again, "Call over here. Everyone who has been handed out 'mats' tonight, call over here. I have something to ask, sir!"

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

…

In the morning light, the thin shadow of the sun cast into the courtyard of the Mi family's mansion. Before half past midnight, Mi Fang and his seven wives and concubines were already sitting together.

Mi Fang listened patiently to the wives and concubines' comments.

Of course... this kind of evaluation is somewhat difficult for a woman to express.

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

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

This has the most reviews.

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

"Of course I will, even if I have to live frugally, I still have to buy it!"

"That's right, Rouge, jewelry is for outsiders to see, but this is for personal use, so of course I have to buy it..."

"Sir, it's difficult for us women. In the past, we were all sick because of using those unclean menstrual belts. However, this kind of disease cannot be seen by men, so we have to swallow all the pain in our stomachs... After this,

, I will never use the same menstrual belt again."

Gradually, Mi Fang's group of wives and concubines began to chat about this topic, which alone would inevitably turn red and embarrassing.

But everyone started chatting, so it wasn't awkward at all.

Mi Fang listened patiently, and even took bamboo slips to record many of the contents with pen and ink.

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

Mi Fang has recorded several important points on the bamboo slips.

The first one is practical.

Of course, practical things may not necessarily be a good business, because if the threshold is too high and only the ladies of the nobility can afford it, it will still not be sold in large quantities.

But...the second one is female disease.

This is a huge pain point because women in ancient times often suffered from serious gynecological diseases because they were not clean and hygienic. This has nothing to do with girls or women...

It just so happens that in this world... doctors can always be found from far and wide, but female doctors... are simply rare.

In the ancient medical world, there was an unwritten rule, that is, medical skills were passed on to men but not to women!
To be continued...