Chapter 568

Beauty——

Fengzhen took a hot bath and changed into soft and breathable light clothes - because he took cold food powder all year round, his skin was very delicate. A little grinding could reveal obvious red marks and endless pain, so he could only wear worn and soft old clothes.

After taking a bath, with his long hair still wet, he sat and drank a glass of wine made by ginger Jackie.

With one mouthful, the place where the wine passes is extremely hot, and the warmth spreads to all parts of the body. Slightly drunk, the wine goes straight to the brain.

"Is there such strong wine in the world? It's beautiful!"

At first, he didn't get used to it, but then he had a lot of aftertaste. The slightly drunk wine made him light all over... It was more addictive than cold food!

Cool——

It feels better than cold food powder.

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

[Yan Ruyu in the book]: anchor, are you sure this guy has given up cold food and scattered enough? Or stop drinking.

[Jianghu waste]: we should not only quit drinking, but also gambling and lust. The live studio should transmit positive energy. A dissolute guy like Feng Zhen should be reformed. Just let him become a monk. Forget it.

[landing peanut candy]: hahaha, although I should sympathize with you, I really can't help it. It hurts Fengzhen.

[little angel]: if Feng Zhen didn't meet the anchor, he could die as he wanted. Now... Alas, he couldn't help it... Meeting the anchor may be the biggest disaster of Feng Zhen's life.

Jiang Pengji said, "wine is easy to hurt the liver. It's not suitable to drink more. Just drink such a small half bottle today."

She poured most of the remaining wine into her bowl and drank it up with her neck up.

"My wine --"

He just held out his hand to stop her. There were no more drops of wine in her bowl. It was so fast that she couldn't react.

Jiang Pengji sneered, "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? Get through the next addiction."

Feng Zhen: "

I have a saying, "your father knows whether you have it or not." I don't know whether it should be said or not.

Liu Xi, come back to me!

As Jiang Pengji said, jiesan was very painful and had frequent attacks in the early stage. Once it lasted this period, it would be a vast sea and sky.

From the first one or two days, one attack lasted for most of the day, and gradually turned into three or five days for half an hour.

Two months later, Fengzhen's energy and spirit slowly improved, his cheeks became more healthy and flushed, the cyan of his lips faded, and even his thin cheeks became fat twice. He hasn't completely quit cold food powder, but Jiang Pengji doesn't need to take special care of his addictive hair. He can carry the withdrawal reaction and resist the idea of taking cold food powder only with his own perseverance, which is a great progress.

Of course, the audience make complaints about the beauty of wine, which is far more attractive than the cold food.

The benefits of jiesan are obvious, which Fengzhen feels most.

In the past, the brain was covered with glass that was difficult to remove dirt. Now the dirt is removed and the sun can penetrate unimpeded.

The idea is unprecedented clear, the reaction speed is much faster than before, and even the memory has recovered a lot.

You know, during the period when he took cold food powder, his brain was a little dull, his memory was weak, and some unimportant things were always forgotten.

Seeing that he was recovering well, Jiang Pengji directly took him to the government affairs office and sent Dianyin as his temporary escort. Even if the other party ran to the toilet, Dianyin had to wait outside the toilet and couldn't leave easily... Fengzhen couldn't help but blow her hair.

Jiang Pengji said, "aren't you afraid of your sudden onset of addiction? I'm more relieved to have Dianyin watching."

Feng Zhen said, "who believes you?"

Are you sure you care about him?

The cold food powder he was carrying was wiped out, and it couldn't be used if he wanted to use it. Occasionally, when he became addicted to alcohol, he wanted to drink some wine or sneak out to play with his sister, drink and have fun. Before long, Dianyin stared at him, appeared faintly, looked at him without saying a word, and just looked at him. Rao Shifeng has a thick skin, and he is embarrassed to continue hugging his sister.

This is called care?

He's going to be scared and flaccid!

Jiang Pengji said positively, "just after the autumn harvest, Fengyi county has to be busy for the winter. Whether it's people's livelihood or military training, it's busy one by one. At this time, you enjoy yourself alone. What do others think? After working for a while, whatever you do, wine and beauty, I'll reimburse you for the expenses. How about it?"

so nice?

Feng Zhen was suspicious, but Jiang Pengji said it too sincerely. He couldn't help but choose to believe it.

Feng Jin Tut, the Lord's painting skill of big cake is more exquisite. Feng Zhen doesn't know what is the fear of working overtime.

But... He secretly saw the appearance of Feng Zhenyi's hair. Now he has not completely quit and let him contact government affairs. Won't he make mistakes?

Jiang Pengji said, "it doesn't matter. Although this man is ill, he actually has too much energy. Once he's free, he doesn't know what to think, and the addictive hair is dangerous. Let him work hard in the government affairs hall and consume energy to ensure that he doesn't even have the strength to think about what cold food powder is. In short, the addictive attack was idle in the past. If he was busy, the situation will get better."

She talks seriously, but Feng Jin doesn't agree.

Why doesn't he know that heavy workload can get rid of addiction?

It's obviously made up by my Lord.

In late November, Gu Xin's confidants came to Xiangyang County with a caravan. This time, they brought far more things than before.

"I've seen my boss."

My confidant met Jiang Pengji for the first time, but the respect on his face was not false.

"What's the plan?"

Jiang Pengji and her confidant talked in detail in the study. The surrounding guards and maidservants were cleared, and she also temporarily closed the live studio.

Guxin's confidant is the steward of jubaozhai. He said, "everything is going well. All 'Tiangong glass' has been sold to Beijiang business alliance at a price of 30%. All the money and jewelry are registered here. Please have a look."

Jiang Pengji reached out and took the heavy book of accounts. The records on it were extremely detailed, and there was no difference in the number.

"It's hard for you this time. I'm going to allocate 200000 yuan to reward the caravan."

Although only 30%, the benefits are undoubtedly terrible.

Twenty sets of glass jewelry heads were sold at normal prices, totalling 1.83 million.

The remaining 2000 units were sold to the northern Xinjiang business alliance at a price of 30%, totaling 17.36 million.

They totaled 19.19 million yuan, which were replaced by equivalent gold, silver and jewelry, with little fluctuation up and down.

The supervisor of jubaozhai also spent tens of thousands of yuan to buy a large number of sheepskin and wool, almost removing all the inventory saved by farmers in Northern Xinjiang.

The steward smiled, "this is what slaves should do."

Jiang Pengji put away the accounts with a smile and said gently, "no, the reward is what you deserve."