Chapter 202: The charm moment of science and engineering!

Afang got angry.

Afang coughed.

Afang coughed so hard her lungs seemed to come out........

The two people opposite didn't even give him half a glance.

Du Shanü focused intently on drawing the paper in her hand, while Chinu clung close beside her, waiting for her wife master to pause her thoughts each time she set down the pen, then offering a fragrant kiss.

Their kisses were light, their kisses were slow.

But the sheer number of kisses soon made their lips red and swollen, and every time they parted there was a smacking sound.

Chen Weifang wore a look of utter hopelessness, but eventually she gave in.

He held his bowl and chopsticks, eating the plain congee on one side while gnawing on a bowl of pickled vegetables that gave off a strange flavor.

The pickled vegetables were low in salt and fermented, their taste indeed not good.

But having endured a life of hardship before, even a small dish of pickles was precious to him.

What's more, he now had two people keeping him company.

Needless to say, Chinu—having met them in humble beginnings—wouldn't have been able to fill the vacancy so quickly without Saner.

The two had known each other for years, already sharing a bond as deep as life-and-death.

As for Du Shanü......

To be honest, the first time he saw this person, he didn't feel allegiance but an uncontrollable sense of awe.

Putting it nicely, this person is good at judging and using people, can bend or stretch, and doesn't fuss over trivialities.

But putting it bluntly, he's a scoundrel who stops at nothing......

Yesterday he could climb through a window; today he can kneel down.

Who knows, maybe someday he'll become even more pragmatic and ruthless.

Chen Weifang isn't unwilling to seek a lord with heroic ambition.

But, but he really does worry that such a person, after using them up, will easily cast them aside someday.

As for him, it doesn't matter; he can survive anywhere.

But Chinu......

He has always felt that Chinu deserves the best; if one day Chinu were cast aside again, what would he do?

So, during this period, he actually harbored some dissatisfaction with the entanglement between the Wise Lord and Chinu.

However, however.

Since the Wise Lord himself also intends to split the realm into two capitals, there's nothing to fear.

One very simple principle, namely——

Everyone under heaven knows that as long as the Young Emperor is present, even if they don't bully Chinu, Chinu will surely be suppressed.

But if the realm is split into two capitals, at least, at least, there will be a period each year when the Wise Lord belongs entirely to Chinu.

Chinu wouldn't need to rack her brains thinking how to snatch people; that jealous temperament should improve as well.

If that ominous prophecy truly comes to pass......

Afterwards, if they have their own royal capital, Chinu's children, personally taught by them, will certainly not be bullied by other children.

Everything, everything is just fine.

Just thinking about it gives him extra strength to eat his congee.

After the plain congee settles in his stomach, Chen Weifang's heart for contending for the realm on behalf of the Wise Lord burns even hotter.

Du Shanü already had the plan firmly in mind; her hand moved extremely fast, and this time she didn't spend much time before drawing out two sheets of paper——

【Attached are two drawings of smelting equipment】

Du Shanü checked it over carefully, flicked the paper, and said proudly:

"Truly worthy of me!"

What is this called?

This is called the charm moment of science and engineering!

She slapped the paper onto the table, and Chinu would surely be dazed for her......

Du Shanü turned her head, ready to hear praise, but found that Chinu hadn't even looked at the drawing, merely staring at her without blinking.

Her eyes held sparks, her gaze fully given.

Chinu seemed......

Seems she's always like that.

His mouth always talks about wanting power, fame, and the world's admiration, but no matter how you say it, you can't change the fact that he's a fool.

He, his mouth may deceive, but his heart never does.

He merely waits for her to finish the drawing, then to give him a kiss.

Just an instant, just an instant, and Du Shanü's heart softened.

She handed the improved tin-smelting equipment drawing to Afang, freed her hand to embrace her cute and lovable good slave slave:

"Good slave, good slave......"

"Wife master, wife master......"

"Don't give birth in front of me......"

Chinu: "......"

Du Shanü: "...... (blushing face)"

What words! What words!

Chinu is always sharp-tongued, and Afang won't be outdone either!

Listen to what you're saying—does that even make sense?!

She looks like someone who couldn't care less about occasion or time—just open her eyes and she's already indulging in lust......!!!

Alright.....

She might just be.

But isn't saying it directly a bit too much!

Du Shanü remained silent, but she ultimately withdrew her hand.

Chinu glared at the Wife Master, then at Afang, her face full of resentment.

Chen Weifang had just been completely ignored, and now it's his turn to be the head of the household.

He also ignored the two people in front of him whose faces were filled with unsatisfied desire... no, deep condemnation, as he picked up the blueprints and examined them carefully, his brows sometimes furrowed, sometimes relaxed:

"I'm not saying I don't know how to make tin—normally making tin just needs a big pot, but Wise Lord, why do you need so much stuff here?"

Before, he hadn't given much thought to the Wise Lord's words 'reform,' 'equipment,' 'blueprints,' but now upon looking, this process and the required materials are far more complicated than ordinary tin smelting.

Even though they had previously recruited a batch of artisans for city repairs, not every artisan is capable of such delicate work.

What's more, these two drawings are still just a single set.

If we want to mine tin ore on a large scale, we'll definitely need many furnaces running continuously......

"I dare not interject, Wise Lord, I just want to ask an extra question——"

Chen Weifang set down the blueprints, looked toward the opposite side, and uttered a sentence that struck deep at the heart:

"Where does the silver money for the initial investment come from?"

Du Shanü: "......"

Damn it.

Sometimes she truly hates herself for not waking up in those storybooks where you make money from start to finish, enjoying it all the way.

How come everyone else has ups and downs, but she just has ups and downs down down down down down down......

Disaster relief needs money, salt and iron need money, finding strategists needs money, improving metallurgy needs silver money.

Even before, even the act of her and Guainunu collapsing the bed had to be caught and made to pay money???

What happened to the promised flick of the hand yielding a thousand taels, ten thousand taels, the days of extravagant excess?

Just who is actually living these wealthy days?

Damn it, who exactly stole her livelihood?

Du Shanü's expression turned ferocious for a moment, but then her own Guainunu breathed a mouthful of immortal wind and pulled her back to the present.

Chinu leaned in beside Du Shanü's shoulder and gently exhaled upward.

That breath brushed her eyelids, causing Du Shanü to instinctively close her eyes slightly——

"Forget it...... not having money is also fine; not having money also has its own way of living."

Du Shanü changed the subject in a flash:

"After all, having Guainunu is worth more than mountains of gold and silver."

Chen Weifang, who happened to see everything: "......"

What on earth is going on with this Wise Lord!

He asked her where to get silver money, not to hear her confess her true feelings to Chinu!!!

Well, although confessing true feelings is also nice, but where does the silver money come from!

We can't possibly go sell people, right?

Chen Weifang's face flushed a mix of green and red, but what he never expected was that Du Shanü seemed to see through his thoughts, and she actually spoke:

"How about we go 'sell people'?"

"Isn't there still a Ruan Jintian in the back courtyard?"

"It's still too early to turn against Ruansizong, but we can easily lure him out, then find some people to pose as bandits, kidnap him and go to the Ruan Family for ransom...... wouldn't that give us the funds to get rich?"

?? Rummaging around, she pulled out her old trade..... heh, the author is a science/engineering girl......