She married a dying prince and she won three babies.

After hearing his words, Yu Yuanzheng and Shangguan Ziqi looked at each other.

It seems that he got this disease because the iron box was lost in the palace.

"Master Fang, you are afraid that you will become the sinner of the Fang family, right?" Yu Yuanzheng summarized and came to a conclusion.

"Yes, I'm so worried about this that I can't eat or sleep. Our entire Fang family depends on this business for a living. If it fails, how can I face my ancestors and my clansmen? My Fang family has lived in Jingkai City for generations. If it collapses, what will happen to hundreds of people in the family?"

At this point, Mr. Fang cried like a child.

"Master." Mrs. Fang was cheerful in nature. After hearing what her husband said, she also wiped away her tears.

The master never told her these true feelings. He just asked her to take care of the household and not worry about men's affairs.

She didn't expect that her husband had such a hard time outside, while she only cared about the inner house. Apart from taking care of the inner house every day, she spent the rest of her time playing cards and drinking tea with her sisters-in-law, and then making appointments to go out and listen to music.

"Father, these things have already happened. It's not that we didn't try hard. Why do you have to suppress yourself like this?" Fang Mingxuan didn't know that his father was under such heavy pressure.

Although he was also worried, it was definitely not to the same extent as his father.

"Alas, as the head of the Fang family, I am responsible for the livelihood of so many people. How can I not worry?" Fang Guilin sighed deeply.

"Master Fang, in fact, you don't have to be rich or poor three times a year until old age. There is no need to make things difficult for yourself due to irresistible factors." Yu Yuanzheng also comforted.

However, this kind of comfort is of no use. If we want to cure his heart disease, the only way is to help him solve the problem of the intake and output of medicinal materials.

He has become obsessed with his mental illness.

"Master Fang, where are the medicinal herbs you collected in Wei now?" Shangguan Ziqi suddenly asked.

"It's already been shipped to the border town, but was stopped just as it was about to leave. We had no choice but to rent a large warehouse nearby to store it while we wait for it to be shipped out. The same thing happened with Canglan. Alas, the goods, worth over 300,000 taels of silver, are about to be lost, and we have to pay for breach of contract. My Fang family is finished."

When Fang Guilin talked about this, he beat his chest and stamped his feet.

"I have a way to help you reduce your losses." Shangguan Ziqi gave a big red date.

"What did you say?" Fang's father and son asked in surprise at the same time.

Shangguan Ziqi repeated it again.

Yu Yuanzheng was also surprised. Her husband wanted to take so many medicinal herbs?

She didn't take care of business matters much, she just prescribed medicine.

"You can sell those goods to me, but I don't have that much cash to give you. I can only settle the bill with you after I have used up all the herbs and sold them. But I can guarantee that I will settle the bill with you within one year." Shangguan Ziqi added.

"Are you serious?" Fang Guilin couldn't believe it.

"Seriously." Shangguan Ziqi nodded again.

"Good, good, that's great. As long as I can make my money back, I will be thankful to God." Fang Guilin immediately cheered happily.

"Also, if you are willing to cooperate with me, you can give priority to selling to me when you purchase goods from Canglan in the future. The price is negotiable." Shangguan Ziqi has the army as a sales channel, so he has no worries about not being able to sell his goods.

There are over one million soldiers in the entire Wei Dynasty, including 500,000 regular troops and the rest are stationed troops. If he eats them all, the medicinal materials will not be enough.

But it's pretty good if you can eat one third of it.

Yu Yuanzheng saw that the head of the Fang family's mood suddenly changed 180 degrees.

She had prepared herself to talk for several hours, but her husband cured her illness in just one transaction.

It has nothing to do with her.

"Mrs. Fang, bring the porridge to the head of the Fang family." Yu Yuanzheng saw that the time was right.

"Oh, okay." Mrs. Fang immediately went to the door and ordered the maid to bring the porridge that had been prepared long ago.

As soon as the fragrant meat porridge was brought in, Fang Guilin immediately felt hungry.

He picked up the spoon, scooped a small half spoonful, put it into his mouth, and swallowed it slowly.

Finding that there was no rejection, he scooped another half spoonful, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it faster than before.

His chest heaved a few times, but he didn't vomit.

He did not take the third bite immediately, but let his stomach adapt to the two mouthfuls of porridge.

After waiting for a while, he took another full spoonful and swallowed it.

He vomited twice but couldn't spit it out.

After a while of adjusting, I continued eating.

After the initial nausea period and his stomach adapted to the porridge, he finished the whole bowl of porridge one spoonful after another.

The bowl is not big, just a small bowl for rice.

Normally, he could only eat one-third of this bowl.

And today he ate a bowl.

Mrs. Fang was so happy that she laughed and her eyes were wet.

Fang Mingxuan saw his father drink the porridge, but he was still worried, afraid that his father would not be able to control himself and vomit it before he started to digest it.

He walked a few steps to the corner and picked up the spittoon, ready to catch his father's filth at any time.

Everyone looked at Fang Guilin to see his reaction.

Yu Yuanzheng was also worried that her stomach wouldn't be able to handle eating so much for such a long time, and would naturally react by vomiting.

Yu Yuanzheng raised her hand again and continued playing the piano to divert his attention.

A cheerful tune flows from your fingers.

It makes people feel inexplicably happy.

Yu Yuanzheng played this piece of music over and over again five times.

Fang Guilin did not feel any discomfort.

Instead, he clapped his hands to the rhythm, tapping his fingers on his knees little by little, enjoying it very much.

When the sound of the piano disappeared, his hands were still tapping.

At this time, almost two quarters of an hour had passed.

No one noticed any discomfort in him.

"That's great, Dr. Zeng, you are really a miracle doctor. My master's illness has been cured, right?" Mrs. Fang asked excitedly.

"We need to observe him for a while. For the next few days, we can only give him porridge. We should make porridge of different flavors for him to drink. Let's take care of his stomach first, otherwise he will get stomach problems.

If he doesn't have any discomfort, gradually increase his food intake until he can eat a normal amount, then consider giving him dry food." Yu Yuanzheng instructed.

"Okay, we'll do it."

"I don't know what to call this young man yet." Fang Guilin came back to his senses from the music and looked at nothing else but Shangguan Ziqi.

He felt that he was the savior of his Fang family.

"My last name is Guan."

"Mr. Guan, how about we discuss what you just said in detail?" Fang Guilin was afraid that Shangguan Ziqi would retaliate.

"No problem. You can first transport all the medicinal materials from the border back and let me take a look at the goods. Then we can sign the agreement." Shangguan Ziqi was very straightforward.

He originally needed to find a supplier of medicinal materials. The Fang family specialized in this field. If he cooperated with them, he would have less trouble.

Moreover, with their supply, he could carry out his plan faster without tying up his own funds, but instead settle the bill later.

It's a good deal no matter how you think about it.

Yu Yuanzheng also figured out the key.

The two discussed how to cooperate.

First write a preliminary agreement, and then formally sign the agreement after inspecting the goods.

"Mr. Guan, do you have any way to get the goods from Canglan shipped in for me?" Fang Guilin thought of this possibility and asked tentatively.

Anyone who can consume such a large amount of his goods might have the ability to do so.