Five Hundred and Seventy-Three: The Prodigal Son Feng Zhen (6)

beautiful--

Fengzhen took a hot bath and put on soft, breathable and light clothes - because he had been taking Hanshi Powder all year round, his skin was very delicate, and even a little rubbing would reveal obvious red marks, which was extremely painful, so he could only wear Shabby old clothes.

After taking a shower, his long hair was still wet, he sat and drank a glass of wine made by Jiang Pengji.

After taking a sip, the place where the wine passed was extremely hot. The warmth spread to the limbs and bones, and the drunkenness rushed straight to the brain.

"How can there be such strong wine in the world? How beautiful!"

He was a little uncomfortable at first, but after that he had endless aftertaste, and the drunkenness made his whole body feel light.

Cool--

It feels better than Hanshi Powder.

Jiang Pengji's eyes twitched slightly, and the audience in the live broadcast room even expressed concern.

[There is Yan Ruyu in the book]: Anchor, are you sure this guy has stopped eating cold food and taken enough exercise? Or give up drinking too.

[Jianghu Waste Time]: Not only should we quit drinking, but we should also quit gambling and sex. The live broadcast room should convey positive energy, and a dissolute guy like Feng Zhen should be reformed. Just let him become a monk and forget about all the five aggregates.

[Falling Peanut Candy]: Hahaha, although I should sympathize with you, I really can’t help but feel sorry for Feng Zhen.

[Little Angel]: If Feng Zhen hadn’t met the anchor, Feng Zhen could have sex as much as he wanted, and commit suicide however he wanted. Now...well, I can’t help myself...meeting the anchor might be the biggest thing in Feng Zhen’s life. Disaster.

Jiang Pengji said, "Wine can easily damage the liver, so it's not advisable to drink too much. Just drink half a bottle like this today."

She poured most of the remaining wine into her own bowl and drank it all with one tilt of her neck.

"My wine—"

As soon as he stretched out his hand to stop her, there were only a few drops of wine left in her bowl, so fast that Fengzhen couldn't react in time.

Jiang Pengji sneered coldly, "That's mine."

Feng Zhen gritted his teeth and said, "Why are you so hateful!"

He hasn't had enough.

Jiang Pengji said,

"Do you still want to drink? Let's survive the next addiction."

Fengzhen: "..."

I have a saying, "You are holding something in your mouth, do you know it?" I don't know whether I should say it or not.

Liu Xi, come back to me!

As Jiang Pengji said, the initial stage of quitting is very painful and the attacks are frequent. Once you survive this period, the sky will be brighter.

From the beginning, the attack occurred once every one or two days, and the attack lasted for most of the day, and gradually became an attack every three to five days, and the attack lasted for half an hour.

Two months later, Fengzhen's energy and energy gradually improved, her cheeks gained a healthy blush, the blue color on her lips receded, and even her thin cheeks became fatter. He has not completely given up Hanshi Powder, but Jiang Pengji no longer needs special care when the addiction strikes. He can overcome the withdrawal reaction and resist the thought of taking Hanshi Powder with just his own perseverance, which is a great progress.

Of course, judging from the complaints from viewers in the live broadcast room, perhaps fine wine is far more attractive to Feng Zhen than Han Shi Powder.

The benefits of quitting are undoubtedly obvious, and Fengzhen feels this the most.

In the past, the brain was like glass covered with dirt that was difficult to remove. Now that the dirt has been removed, sunlight can penetrate the glass without any hindrance.

My thoughts are clearer than ever, my thinking speed is much faster than before, and even my memory has recovered a lot.

You must know that after taking Hanshi Powder, his brain was a little slow, his memory was weak, and he always forgot some unimportant things.

Seeing that he was recovering well, Jiang Pengji took him directly to the Government Affairs Office and sent Dian Yin as his temporary guard. Even if the other person went to use the toilet, Dian Yin had to wait outside the toilet and was not allowed to leave easily... This made Feng Feng I really can't help but freak out.

Jiang Pengji said, "Aren't you afraid that your addiction will suddenly attack? With Dian Yin watching, I feel more at ease."

Feng Zhen said, "Who believes what you say?"

Are you sure you care about him?

All the cold food powder he had on him had been wiped out, and he couldn't use the cold food powder even if he wanted to. Occasionally when he gets addicted to alcohol, he wants to drink some wine or sneak out to have fun with his sister, drinking and having fun. It doesn't take long for Dian Yin to appear quietly with a pair of eyes wide open, looking at him without saying a word, and saying nothing. , just looking at him. Rao Shifeng was so thick-skinned that he was embarrassed to continue hugging his sister.

Is this caring?

He was going to be frightened every time he went back and forth!

Jiang Pengji said sternly, "The autumn harvest has just ended, and Fengyi County is busy with winter matters again. Whether it is people's livelihood or army training, one thing after another is so busy. At this time, you are enjoying yourself alone, which makes What do others think? I'll reimburse you for your expenses if you finish your work for a while and have fun with the beauty.

so good?

Fengzhen was skeptical, but Jiang Pengji said it so sincerely that he couldn't help but choose to believe it.

Feng Jin clicked his tongue, the master's painting skills became more perfect, Feng Zhen still didn't know what the fear of overtime was.

However, he had secretly seen Feng Zhen's addiction, and now he was letting him get into business before he completely quit. Wouldn't something go wrong?

Jiang Pengji said, "It doesn't matter. Even though this person is sick, he actually has too much energy. Once he is free, he doesn't know what to think about in his mind, and his addiction is dangerous. Let him work hard at the Government Affairs Office to use up his energy. I guarantee that He doesn't even have the energy to think about Hanshi Powder. To put it bluntly, when he was addicted to it, he was free, and when he got busy, the situation would get better. "

She made nonsense seriously, but Feng Jin disagreed.

Why didn't he know that heavy workload could cure addiction?

It was clearly made up by my own lord.

In late November, Gu Xin's confidant brought a caravan to Xiangyang County, and the things he brought this time were far more than the total of the previous ones.

"I'm here to see you, Master."

It was the first time for the confidant to meet Jiang Pengji, but the respect on his face was not fake.

"What's the plan this time?"

Jiang Pengji talked with the confidant in the study room. The guards and maids around were cleared out, and she temporarily closed the live broadcast room.

Gu Xin's confidant was the manager of Jubaozhai. He said, "Everything went well. All the 'Heavenly Palace Glaze' has been sold to the Northern Frontier Merchant Alliance at a price of 30%. The money and jewelry in exchange are all registered here. Please take a look, Master."

Jiang Pengji reached out and took the thick account book. The records on it were indeed extremely detailed, and the numbers were exactly the same.

"Thank you for your hard work this time. I plan to allocate 200,000 strings of cash to reward the caravan for transportation."

Although it was only 30%, the income was undoubtedly terrifying.

Twenty sets of glass jewelry headpieces were sold at normal prices, totaling 1.83 million strings of cash.

The remaining 2,000 sets were sold to the Northern Frontier Merchant Alliance at 30% of the price, totaling 17,360,000 guan.

The total of the two was 19,190,000 guan, which were exchanged for gold, silver and jewelry of equivalent value, with little fluctuation.

The manager of Jubaozhai also spent tens of thousands of guan to purchase a large amount of sheepskin and wool, almost moving all the stock accumulated by farmers in Northern Frontier.

The manager smiled and said, "This is what we should do."

Jiang Pengji smiled and put away the accounts, and said gently, "No, the reward is what you should get."