The general's eldest daughter has a spatial ability

Upon hearing this, Mo Liuyun readily raised his head.

"It's you, you're that guy by the roadside up the way, what's his name again?" Nangong Chun couldn't remember for a moment!

"Your Highness, I am Li Dayan!" Mo Liuyun replied.

“Yes, Li Dayan,” Nangong Chun said.

"Last time Your Highness invited me, but it was really unfortunate. How about I host this time and invite Your Highness to dine at Wangjiang Pavilion? The new dishes that have been served these past few days are really good!" Mo Liuyun was afraid that Nangong Chun would pester him, so he decided to do the opposite and deliberately invited the scoundrel to dinner, leaving the scoundrel with nowhere to go.

Sure enough, Nangong Chun shook his head: "I have important matters to attend to today, let's make an appointment another time."

Mo Liuyun breathed a sigh of relief, but said with a hint of disappointment, "That's really unfortunate. Your Highness has important business to attend to, so I'll take my leave now!"

Nangong Chun nodded. Mo Liuyun turned and took two steps, when Nangong Chun's voice came from behind him again: "Besides these two times, haven't we met somewhere else?!"

Mo Liuyun turned around again and replied, "Never! I'll take my leave!"

Mo Liuyun walked to a secluded spot and teleported directly to an alley not far from the tenement. He then walked towards the tenement, knocked on the door, and the person who opened it greeted him with a bow: "Greetings, Master. Please come in. Wuming and Xiao Liu have gone to fetch the goods. Would you like some tea in the main hall or would you like to wander around?"

"Uncle Wang, you go ahead with your work. I'll go check out the workshop myself." Mo Liuyun walked towards the workshop. The walls around the workshop had been raised to prevent outsiders from peeping. On the left was a horizontal bar that would be used to filter the soy milk when making tofu.

On the right is a row of drying racks, and in the middle of the open space there are two stone mills. Mo Liuyun initially planned to have a small group of people grind spices, mainly five-spice powder and thirteen-spice powder. Later, he would start teaching people how to make tofu, five-spice dried tofu, fermented tofu, and the like.

And then there's the mountain resort; planting and animal husbandry both require manpower. The current workforce is far from sufficient; just thinking about it gives me a headache!

While I was thinking, the nameless Xiao Liu returned.

"Master, you've arrived." "Young Master." Xiao Liu and Wuming greeted each other one after the other, followed by several middle-aged men.

Mo Liuyun nodded: "First, move all the materials we brought back today into the warehouse in the workshop. Take out one bag of each kind, and I will teach you to recognize the spices and their weight ratios!"

Xiao Liu had already prepared the materials, weighed them, and taken out the small bamboo baskets, arranging them one by one.

Mo Liuyun took out a pack of masks from his sleeve and handed one to each of them, then put one on himself as well: "These spices have a strong smell. Wearing a mask while grinding them will make you dizzy if you smell it too much."

The two followed suit, put on masks, and then, led by Mo Liuyun, opened the small sample bags that had just been moved over. Mo Liuyun introduced the names and medicinal values ​​of each sample.

Then weigh out the proportions of each spice, mix them together, and then go to the stone mill to grind the mixture into powder. Grind it twice until it is all fine powder!

The two observed carefully and learned diligently. After Mo Liuyun explained it once, the two began to practice. In less than half an hour, they had both mastered the proportions.

Mo Liuyun then took out a piece of paper with the proportions of Thirteen Spices and Five Spices powder written on it and handed it to Xiao Liu: "Do you recognize the words on this?"

Xiao Liu carefully examined it once: "Reporting to Master, I recognize it all. This is the ratio of Thirteen Spices and Five Spices powder. This is one pound of star anise and half a pound of cinnamon..."

Mo Liuyun nodded and praised, "Xiao Liu is very smart and learns very quickly."

Wuming nodded in agreement: "Xiao Liu has a goal every day: fifty characters. He writes them on the sand with a twig and then on the table with a brush dipped in water."

Mo Liuyun was surprised that Xiao Liu was so quick-witted. To save money, she could come up with such a method to practice calligraphy. She was quite clever. It seemed that her future head manager was no ordinary person.

So Mo Liuyun took out a ten-tael silver ingot from his purse and handed it to Xiao Liu: "Take this to buy writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstones. You are my future head manager, so you can't write like a dog!"

Xiao Liu took the silver and became even more excited upon hearing Mo Liuyun's words: "Thank you, Master! I will definitely practice diligently and not let you down!"

Mo Liuyun took out three silver notes from his pocket and handed them to Wuming: "Finish grinding all of these today. Tomorrow, take the jade pendant to Wangjiang Tower to deliver the goods. Find Manager Wang, register the weight, and reconcile the accounts. Also, here is six hundred taels. You can use it to buy some winter clothes and quilts for your families, as well as charcoal and firewood. I'll leave this to you for now."

"Go back and confirm how often you need to deliver goods to Wangjiang Tower. Just let me know a day in advance. Next month, I'll send someone to teach you how to make tofu. When you have time, you can go and buy some soybeans and mung beans, the more the better. If you don't have enough money, please let me know. I'll send two carrier pigeons over tomorrow so we can keep in touch."

Wuming accepted the silver note and replied, "Yes." Then he instructed, "Xiao Liu, see the young master out! I'll go arrange for people to start work as soon as possible."

"Master, I'll see you out." Xiao Liu walked ahead to escort Mo Liuyun to the door.

Mo Liuyun slipped into her spatial dimension after walking to a secluded spot. She bought two carrier pigeons from the mall, intending to keep them in her spatial dimension until they were delivered tomorrow. Then, she quickly sat down at her computer and went online to search for news about Nangong Li.

To everyone's surprise, a month earlier, Nangong Li had fallen from a height of ten meters while filming a TV series, and was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment. He is still in the intensive care unit, unconscious, and is considered to be in a vegetative state.

Upon receiving this news, Mo Liuyun checked her own information and found that she had made the headlines. Thinking about it, it made sense; given her reputation in the modern medical field, it was bound to be in the news, but it was also quite embarrassing.

To think that she, a dignified 21st-century special agent, could slip and fall headfirst onto a stool while changing clothes and die instantly is simply a joke. However, it also proves what it means to be able to fight even if you know how to punch, or drown even if you know how to swim! But now, she really isn't sure if this Mu Yun is the vixen Nangong Li!

Because she died and her soul transmigrated, but Nangong Li didn't die, so how could his soul transmigrate? Mu Yun's speech and behavior were very similar to Nangong Li's, but he didn't react to her probing. Logically speaking, if it were him, he shouldn't refuse to acknowledge her.

Could time travel be like buying something, where you only buy half?! I wonder if you can even travel halfway through time? But what Mo Liuyun didn't expect was that she had the truth.

Thinking about how to guide the poison to Nangong Li's left hand tomorrow, Mo Liuyun bought a set of golden needles in the mall, as well as two bottles of blood-restoring pills and two bottles of ginseng nourishing pills, and filled a bottle with spiritual spring water from the spiritual spring.

After thinking about it, I bought a small, rustic wooden box and converted it into a medicine box. I couldn't just rummage through my sleeves or my clothes to pull out all these things; I couldn't assume everyone was a fool.

Meanwhile, Nangong Chun's search for assassins and thieves yielded nothing. The people of the north of the city found a lot of copper coins early in the morning, either in their courtyards or on their windowsills. For a time, voices of gratitude rose and fell!

But everyone kept quiet about the matter, because they heard that the Qingwang Mansion had been robbed, and perhaps it was some great hero who robbed the rich to help the poor. They had benefited from the robbery and could not cause trouble for their benefactor!