Transformed into the control group, relying on the spiritual spring space to feed four children

Shuntian Prefecture Governor? This is a very core position, specializing in accepting complaints from all over the country. It is under the emperor's feet, which makes people very afraid. It is known as the Small Ministry of Justice.

Wen Yan's eyes lit up slightly, and she bowed and saluted, "It turns out to be Madam Liu. I wonder if Madam Liu is looking for me?"

Peng Luoyun was not polite and held Wen Yan's arm to prevent her from bowing. "I came here this time to express my gratitude to you."

"Thank you?" Xu Xiaorou was surprised. She was a little surprised to hear that it was the governor of Shuntian Prefecture. She didn't expect that he would come to thank Wen Yan. But when she thought that her elder brother would soon become the son-in-law of the emperor, she felt that it was just a small official position, while her elder brother would be a member of the royal family in the future.

But the inexplicable sourness in her heart made her angry.

Peng Luoyun looked over, still with a faint smile on his face: "Madam, I want to talk to Shopkeeper Wen for a few words, can you please step aside?"

After they said please, several maids behind Peng Luoyun immediately pulled her out.

"Let me go!" Xu Xiaorou struggled hard, "Be careful not to touch my stomach! What's so great about being the governor of Shuntian Prefecture..."

Her voice gradually faded away, and Peng Luoyuan gave Wen Yan a slightly more friendly smile, "I saw that you looked annoyed with her, so I took the initiative to drive her out. Will you blame me?"

How could Wen Yan dare to do that? Madam Liu looked weak, but in fact she was a person of final say. She quickly said, "No, I have to thank Madam for helping me drive her away."

"That's good."

Wen Yan still didn't know when she had met this lady, and what she had done to make the other party feel grateful. If she couldn't figure it out, she would wait for this lady to tell her. Wen Yan also wanted to establish a good relationship with this lady, so she invited her to sit in the backyard.

The backyard became even quieter, so he asked someone to run errands and bought some cakes and snacks from Jinyulou.

Peng Luoyun watched Wen Yan doing everything in an orderly manner, and he liked her even more. "Manager Wen, you don't have to bother. I came here to thank you. How can I have the nerve to let you spend money?"

"Everyone is a guest, and it's our duty." Wen Yan said with a smile.

Peng Luoyun pulled her to sit next to him, looked at her for a long time, and suddenly said, "You look like an old friend of mine. You are almost 70% similar."

Wen Yan was really curious. Peng Luoyun should be from Beijing, so how could she know someone who looked like her?

Without waiting for Wen Yan to respond, she continued, "Unfortunately, my old friend is dead. She died in a fire three years ago. You can't be her. You look similar, but your age is different. How old are you this year?"

Wen Yan did not hide it, and a simple investigation could reveal the answer: "Twenty-eight."

"You are actually two years older than her," Peng Luoyun said with emotion, "It seems that Shopkeeper Wen really has a way to maintain his youthful appearance."

She raised her hand and slowly took off her veil. Her originally snow-white face was covered with light pink marks, like some kind of regular thorn pattern. "This scar was left when I tried to save her three years ago. No matter what method I used, I could only reduce it a little, but it would never disappear."

"Someone gave me a box of facial cream that day, saying it was very effective. I was just trying it out, but I didn't expect it to actually work... You see a light pink color now, but a month ago, the scars on my face were very deep..."

Hearing this, Wen Yan finally understood why this person had come all the way to thank her. But this was really no big deal, "If it's for this matter, Madam Liu, you are really polite. I am a businessman, just doing business."

"No, you don't understand. If it was just a simple scar, it would be fine. But after getting this scar, my master..." Peng Luoyun hesitated, "Anyway, you have helped me a lot. Today, in addition to thanking you, I also want to ask for your help."

Wen Yan looked at her curiously, "Please go ahead."

"When I entered the fire with me, there was also one of my personal maids. She was burned all over her body in order to save me. She lives in unbearable pain every day. Since you have the skills to make facial cream, can you help me take a look at this maid? She is my dowry girl and she grew up with me since she was a child..."

Peng Luoyun was about to wipe away tears again, "I don't want you to restore her appearance, but do you have a good prescription that can prevent her skin from deteriorating? Help her..."

Wen Yan patted her back to comfort her. Although she could be saved, she couldn't reveal the matter of her spiritual spring. But if she could establish this network, she might be able to learn about Erbao by having more eyes in the capital.

"Madam, to be honest with you, I asked the two old imperial doctors in the clinic for the recipe of this facial cream." Wen Yan showed a humble and shy smile, "Can I ask the two old doctors? They may have a solution."

"Okay, okay." Peng Luoyun felt a little disappointed when he heard that Wen Yan didn't have any special prescription, but he still had some expectations and asked her to pass on the news as soon as she had it.

Wen Yan agreed.

Before leaving, Peng Luoyun took most of the Luhua thick cream away, not for her own use, but to give back to others. Wen Yan did not stop her this time, and was happy to see it happen. Maybe her branch could be opened in the capital.

As for saving the person... Wen Yan still needs to think about it carefully, and go to the clinic to "discuss" with the two doctors, and finally decide whether to save him or not.

By the end of June, Yu Qian'er and Peng Luoyun's publicity had been very effective, and it was now difficult to buy stock in Wen Yan's shop. There were hundreds of reservations lined up, but Wen Yan was not in a hurry. After all, too much stuff would make it less valuable.

This booming business soon attracted the attention of others.

Xu Xiaorou is one of them. Somehow she doesn’t get along with Wen Yan and she is unhappy to see her living a good life.

The Wan family has been busy lately. They have sold all the shops in the city and are slowly packing up the things in the mansion. The reason is simple: their Wan family has become rich and powerful, and Wan Liangzhe is going to be transferred to the capital to be an official!

They don't do any business anymore. When they become officials in the future, who will respect businessmen?

Although Wan Liangzhe often disobeyed the old lady recently, he was very successful. It had only been a short time, but he was going to enjoy life in the capital. Recently, he also liked Xu Xiaorou a lot more and was in a good mood all day.

Xu Xiaorou also served the old lady wholeheartedly, and from time to time she would even give her some eye drops, saying that Wen Yan, a divorced woman, earned so much every month, and was said to be buying up the Wan family's assets, how dare she do that. She was embarrassing herself outside every day, flirting with other people, and didn't look like a good person.

Old Madam Wan knew that she hated Wen Yan, but she herself was also resentful. So she asked, "Then tell me, what do you think?"

Xu Xiaorou's face lit up with joy, "Why don't we make sure she never gets a chance to turn over before we leave?"

He lowered his head and whispered a few words in Mrs. Wan's ear, adding: "Besides, their family is also powerful in the capital. When we go there, we can't argue that Liangzhe can do better."

Mrs. Wan hesitated for a moment, then agreed. It was just a little bit of a loss of virtue, but it was not as important as her son's future.