The whole family traveled through time and became doctors, raised children and farmed in ancient tim

When everyone had almost finished eating, Xie Songlin helped Mr. Yu see the guests off. He also gave each guest a Frappuccino cake and milk tea to take home, calling it a souvenir.

He also spent a long time explaining what these souvenirs were, and was planning to open a shop specializing in souvenirs in the future. Various profitable shops in modern times can slowly lay the groundwork to start up a business.

Xie Songlin's mind was as clear as a mirror. He had long seen that although Mr. Yu's friends all came in a low-key manner without any intention of showing off, he had guessed from their words, actions, temperament and demeanor that most of these people were powerful people from Kyoto.

Anyway, Frappuccino branches will have to be opened in Kyoto in the future, and this rare opportunity is simply a perfect opportunity given to him by God for advertising.

Letting the women of these powerful families in Kyoto taste this cake might lay some foundation for future business in Kyoto. This cream cake is indeed novel enough. Xie Songlin saw everyone's rave reviews when they tasted it at the banquet just now.

Doctor Sun did not leave. He was in the backyard watching Xie Wanxing write a prescription. Tang Ze was also sitting aside, quietly watching his junior sister.

"Axing, did you give acupuncture to Prince Tang today?"

"Yes, Master." Xie Wanxing responded softly, but the pen in his hand did not stop.

"At what acupuncture point?"

"I applied acupuncture to the Hegu, Laogong, and Shaofu points, and the effect is quite obvious." Xie Wanxing finished writing the last stroke and carefully handed the prescription to Doctor Sun. "Master, please take a look at this prescription. What do you think?"

Doctor Sun took the prescription and read it carefully. Then he asked seriously, "Prince Tang, may I take your pulse?"

Tang Ze frowned slightly, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes. He subconsciously glanced at his hands, as if thinking about something. After a while, he slowly said, "Sorry, Sun Yuanzheng."

When Doctor Sun heard this answer, he sighed slightly.

He had taken Tang Ze's pulse before, and his reaction was much worse than it is now. He knew that this was not a habit that could be changed overnight.

Seeing Tang Ze's refusal, it seemed that he had no choice but to accept Ah Xing's pulse diagnosis. Doctor Sun shook his head helplessly. It was strange. Why did Ah Xing happen to touch him?

Is it because Ah Xing is a little kid and looks cleaner?

Mr. Yu came back with Mr. Zhao. They talked as they walked. As soon as they stepped into the backyard, they saw Tang Zezheng accepting the prescription given by Xie Wanxing and preparing to say goodbye and leave.

Tang Ze said: "Teacher, it's getting late, I will go back first."

Mr. Yu smiled and nodded, his eyes full of concern, and said, "Okay, give my regards to your mother."

"is teacher."

Xie Wanxing waved his hand and said, "Brother Tang, remember to take your medicine. Don't stop taking it."

She tried hard to make her expression look serious, but she couldn't hide the sly smile in her eyes, and she had been holding back her laughter for a long time.

When Tang Ze heard this, he paused slightly and turned to look at Xie Wanxing, his eyes full of confusion. He rarely heard such instructions on weekdays, and Xie Wanxing's appearance at the moment made him feel a little strange.

"I understand, Junior Sister." However, he nodded and responded, "I will take the medicine on time."

Looking at Tang Ze's serious expression, Xie Wanxing almost burst out laughing. He could finally tell his patients "don't stop taking the medicine" like those serious doctors. It felt really interesting.

Doctor Sun raised his hand slightly, adjusted his sleeves, looked at Xie Wanxing and said, "Then I'll go back first. Ah Xing, don't come to Baohe Hall tomorrow. I have to go out tomorrow."

Xie Wanxing bowed and responded, "Yes, Master, I understand. Please be careful when you go out."

After Doctor Sun left, Mr. Yu glanced at Mr. Zhao and said, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

"I have something serious to discuss." Old Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly, a mysterious smile on his lips, and said, "Songlin, can we talk about something serious now?"

Inside the private room, the waiters were quick and efficient and had already prepared everything. A set of exquisite tea sets was placed on the table. Curls of hot steam rose from the brewed tea, exuding a faint tea fragrance.

Xie Songlin understood what he meant and raised his hand, a warm smile on his face as he said, "Of course, Mr. Zhao, Mr. Yu, please come in."

He made a gesture of invitation and led Mr. Zhao and Mr. Yu to the private room. Xie Wanxing immediately followed.

Elder Zhao picked up the teacup, took a sip, and nodded slightly, seeming very satisfied with the tea's aroma. He put the teacup down, cleared his throat, and said with a serious expression, "Songlin, the method you gave me earlier, the Eucommia ulmoides gum, is indeed useful. My staff has already made the conveyor belt, and the harvester has been tested several times to ensure it is ready for use."

When Xie Songlin heard this, his brows immediately lit up, and he couldn't hide his excitement. He said, "That's great! This is great news!"

"I've already handed in the blueprints you gave me, and the imperial court's reward will come later, but..." Old Zhao paused, his eyes suddenly becoming sharp as he looked straight at Xie Wanxing, "Were those blueprints drawn by Ah Xing?"

Xie Songlin was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth, but didn't know how to answer for a moment. As expected, Xie Wanxing's recent behavior of not hiding anything was too outrageous, and it was difficult for Mr. Zhao not to guess.

But since we are not planning to install anything now, there is nothing wrong in talking about this blueprint.

"What drawings? What are you talking about?" Mr. Yu listened to their conversation. He looked at Mr. Zhao and then at Xie Songlin, his face full of confusion.

Xie Songlin nodded: "It was drawn by Ah Xing."

"Take a look at this." Mr. Zhao took out a drawing from his pocket and handed it to Mr. Yu.

Mr. Yu quickly took it, unfolded the drawing and looked at it carefully. He saw that the lines on the drawing were neat and smooth, the shape, size and position of each component were clearly marked, and the details were handled extremely delicately.

"This... this was painted by Ah Xing?" Mr. Yu raised his head, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief. "What is this?"

Zhao Laodao said: "This is a harvester, an ox-powered harvester. When it comes to farming, one person can do the work of ten people operating this harvester."

"When did Xing draw this?"

"It should be last year, right?"

"Last year? Weren't you only five years old last year?" Mr. Yu's eyes widened, his face filled with amazement and emotion. He looked Xie Wanxing up and down, shaking his head repeatedly and said, "Axing, you really are... Your master is becoming increasingly confused about you. Even a genius wouldn't be as well-rounded as you. Could it be that my Dajing is about to receive a Purple Star from the sky?"

Upon hearing this, Old Zhao couldn't help but burst out laughing, his eyes filled with satisfaction and admiration. He said, "Brother Yu, what you said is absolutely true! Ah Xing really is the auspicious star of Dajing. Once this ox-powered harvester is popularized among the people, it will greatly change the current agricultural situation and benefit countless people!"