After time travel, my best friend and I exchanged supplies and became a rich woman

After Mr. Lu briefly told Chen Dongyue about the current situation of Qingshan Academy, he went back to rest.

But Chen Dongyue suddenly stopped him and asked a question, "By the way, why did Prince Yong'an come to our academy?"

"He said he was passing by." Mr. Lu replied calmly.

Chen Dongyue was not calm anymore, "Passing by?! Passing by our Xiaoheyan Alley?! We may not be able to find it even if we search there specially, who can pass by?"

"I don't know about that." Mr. Lu shrugged his shoulders and looked at Chen Dongyue.

When his eyes returned to Chen Dongyue's feet that were even bigger than his, Mr. Lu suppressed the suspicion in his heart.

He felt that he was overthinking.

And Chen Dongyue would not think too much about why Prince Yong'an specifically passed by Qingshan Academy.

She decided to go and ask in person tomorrow.

Guess, what’s there to guess?

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Finally, Mr. Lu came out of the living room, and Madam You was tired of waiting.

Fortunately, nothing major happened to her. Occasionally there were some minor conflicts between the embroiderers, and Qiao Sanmei would quickly mediate them.

Recently, Chen Dongyue sent someone to collect the goods, and the goods were piled up too much. Madam You always felt a little uneasy.

She was really afraid that one day there would be no business, and then the embroiderers like them would not be able to steal the food from the young descendants.

"It's okay, someone will come to collect the goods tomorrow." Chen Dongyue has one more thing to ask Mrs. You, "Did you... notice the things I asked you to pay attention to before?"

“Yes,” Mrs. You said with a look of joy on her face when talking about this, “Few people don’t use the golden show, so there are indeed very few people who can do it.

Fortunately, Furong and the others knew many girls. They sent letters to inquire and finally found an embroiderer in Zhongzhou who could do this kind of embroidery.

I have already found Xiaoya and asked him to find a carriage and driver to pick up people. "

"Okay, okay," Chen Dongyue was also very excited, "Whether this embroidery art can be passed down, it depends on you, Madam You!"

"Leave it to me, boss, don't worry." Madam You was very happy when she talked about embroidery, but then she was worried again, "It's just that the cost of gold embroidery is high, and it is not as good as the ordinary embroidery we embroider now." Products are not all of the same price.

In addition, in our Great Rong Dynasty, Su embroidery, Shu embroidery, and Hunan embroidery are still the main ones... I can't guarantee whether anyone will want this golden embroidery. "

"Our future goal of Qingshan Embroidery Workshop is not just to make money. We also want to preserve the embroidery techniques that are about to be lost.

Whether you make money or not is important, but it is not the most important. "

After Chen Dongyue finished speaking, she almost moved herself.

She had discussed it with Teacher Xiaoyou before.

The embroidery trade is certainly profitable, but the two of them are communicating between ancient and modern times!

Just focusing on making money would be a waste of this supernatural power.

So besides making money, both of them felt that they should do something meaningful.

Donating antiques to museums is certainly meaningful.

but! !! !!

The donation was too much, and Xiaoyou couldn’t explain it clearly.

To be honest, Officer Bai was already furious because Xiaoyou became an honorary curator of the museum.

Whenever Xiaoyou brings out any bronze tripod or paintings from the Tang Dynasty, Officer Bai will definitely have to follow Xiaoyou 24 hours a day.

So the two of them figured it out. Since the technology of the future can be taught to the ancient times, the lost skills of the ancient times can also be passed on to the future.

Just like that, Chen Dongyue asked Lady You to start looking for those rare embroidery techniques.

Although this matter is not profitable, both Chen Dongyue and Xiaoyou agree that this matter is much more meaningful than making money.

but!

In order to do more non-profitable but meaningful things, Chen Dongyue felt that her glass factory was really hard to think about.

After all, ideals require money to support, and the embroidery workshop and handicraft workshop can only cover the daily expenses of Dehe Villa.

The real money comes from buying and selling colored glaze.

Unable to open a Liulichang, Chen Dongyue was also afraid that something unexpected would happen if she couldn't explain the supply and sale of goods.

So this time, the Liulichang has to be opened even if it is not open.

When Mrs. You and Chen Dongyue finished talking and went back, it was already the second watch.

Li Xiucai and Song Yang both fell asleep waiting.

Chen Dongyue patted the two people who were leaning together and told them to go to bed early. If you have anything to say, wait until tomorrow.

The two of them agreed vaguely, and then returned to the room.

But Chen Dongyue didn't go back to the room immediately. She went to Dr. Yao first and looked at Kong Jie.

"Why is he so thin?"

Looking at the man lying on the bed with sunken cheeks and gouged eye sockets, Chen Dongyue almost didn't recognize him as Kong Jie.

Dr. Yao was wearing a long coat, yawned, and said slowly: "This man has been in coma for less than half a month, how can he not lose weight?

In other words, he was young and in good health, otherwise he would have died long ago.

Dongyue, to be honest, Kong Jie is probably in danger this time. His arm was injured by black powder and was completely shattered.

And there was too much residue of gunpowder and sand in it, so I helped him cut it all the way to the creaking pit.

But this carbuncle has been swollen for too long, the wound has been replaced every day, and the pus cannot be cleaned... Anyway, you should be prepared and have everything you need to prepare. "

Chen Dongyue suddenly remembered something, "When we rescued people in Qingshan Village, have all the puree wine been used up?"

"It's been used up a long time ago," Dr. Yao's eyes were bright and dark, "Don't mention that stuff, it's quite powerful. After using it on the injured, everyone screamed. Liuzi was cured by that wine. Dumb.

Dongyue, can you still get that wine? If so, it would be best to make a few more jars. "

Chen Dongyue began to seriously suspect that Dr. Yao had become a pervert because he had seen too many lives and deaths.

Why does this old man seem to feel an inexplicable excitement when describing the patient's painful reaction? !

She glanced up and down at the old doctor.

Doctor Yao hurriedly added, "It's not that I'm greedy, but Kong Jie's injury is really serious. He has to drain out the pus and change his dressing every day. If he uses that puree wine, the dosage must be quite large."

"I know," Chen Dongyue nodded, "I'll go and think of a solution and I'll give you the news tomorrow. If you really treat Kong Jie well, I'll get you some jars of good wine then."

"Okay, okay, okay," Dr. Yao nodded, "I will do my best."

The old man worked hard just to get a drink!

After returning to her room, Chen Dongyue quickly wrote a letter and burned it for Xiaoyou.