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"What do you want?" Chu Feng asked straightforwardly.

"I want a son!"

Puchi …

Wei Xin was the first to laugh, she immediately covered her mouth and turned her face.

The others were also secretly laughing.

Chu Feng was a little embarrassed.

"What's with your expressions?" Du Mingsheng was depressed.

Yuan Lan laughed heartily: "Firstly, Chu Feng will not give birth to children, and secondly, Chu Feng will not recognize you as his godfather. "There are a lot of women. You can find any one of them and give birth to them if you want."

"You all …" Du Mingsheng finally understood that his words were ambiguous, but he insisted, "You guys really aren't things, what are you thinking?"

Du Mingsheng explained.

Perhaps no one else had seen this side of the Nine Supremes.

Du Mingsheng was forty-seven years old, he had married two wives and three daughters. Now that the country had let go of all policies, he still wanted to give birth to a son, and his second wife was only thirty-three.

It wasn't that he didn't like his daughters, as each of his three daughters was more beautiful and cute than the last, but in a family like the Du Family, without a son, Master Du always felt that they were one head shorter.

"No problem!" Chu Feng blurted out.

"What?"

Everyone present was not calm anymore. Did TCM really have this kind of ability?

Why hadn't they heard of such a mess in a society that had lived for thousands of years with men and women?

"The reason for this is because the ancestor has instructed them to follow the Dao of the Heavens and follow nature, not to go against the will of the heavens. As a result, most of the traditional Chinese medical doctors would restrain themselves and not do this sort of thing." Chu Feng explained, "However, the imperial physician is different. Most of the time, the Emperor has a son."

"But, you don't have any?"

Chu Feng laughed: "There are a few situations, one is when the Emperor is making a fuss, if one is excessive in debauchery, one cannot even give birth to a child; the other is when early marriage and marriage between close relatives are essential; and finally, there are other kinds of sickness that affects fertility; of course, the relationship between women, their environment and so on."

"I understand. Some emperors just randomly ate immortal pills and cultivated …"

"That's right, that's right. There's also the lead pipes in the underground palace. The emperor was poisoned with lead …"

Chu Feng did not care about the others' discussions as he reached out his hand and placed it on Du Mingsheng's wrist. After he cut open his pulse, he looked at Du Mingsheng meaningfully: "Ninth Elder is also a person who is very fond of fat and skinny women. You have come in contact with too much mixed yin energy, that's why it is normal for you to have a daughter."

Chu Feng spoke in an obscure tone. Du Mingsheng's face reddened when he heard it, but the others understood tacitly.

Wei Xin spat: "Men are all bad stuff!"

Although the blow had hit, no one bothered with the beauty.

Du Mingsheng shamelessly asked, "Then can you give birth to a son?"

"I want to see your wife."

Puchi … This time, it was Du Mingsheng who sprayed out the blood.

"Sigh, let's first see if it's suitable for males and then see if it's suitable for females to have babies. Don't let your thoughts go astray. I am not interested in middle-aged women." Chu Feng was speechless.

"Swish …" Everyone looked at Wei Xin.

Wei Xin covered her face. "I'm not a middle-aged woman."

Yuan Lan replied sternly: "Understood."

"You all …"

Hahaha! As the laughter burst out, the table full of people became more harmonious.

The wine table was indeed the best place to deepen their friendship.

"First of all, we can only do this once, so we can't use it to give birth to more than two boys. Nine, you have to remember that people are watching the sky. If we break the laws of nature, not only you and I, but also our children will be punished by the heavens!"

Chu Feng said these words seriously, causing Du Mingsheng to be as quiet as a cicada in winter.

After receiving his guarantee, Chu Feng asked Du Mingsheng to bring his wife over.

Chu Feng and the couple stayed in the small room for half an hour before they came out.

After coming out, Chu Feng's expression was normal. Du Mingsheng and his wife had strange expressions on their faces as they hurriedly left.

Everyone was embarrassed to ask, but Wei Xin was as curious as a little girl.

Chu Feng could only whisper in her ear, "I taught them a new posture, and then I gave Du Mingsheng a few Essence Strengthening Pills, and that's it!"

Wei Xin suddenly thought, if he had a son …

Just thinking about it caused his face to flush red!

His ex-husband ran away, could it be Chu Feng?

With the matters of the Bulbus Bovis resolved, the business at the grain station's courtyard naturally went smoothly.

Once Sun Liangyi said it on the phone, a Deputy Chief of the Food Bureau came over immediately. After signing his name, Chu Feng transferred the money, the bank confirmed it in 10 minutes, and the transaction was completed, so the following procedures were left to Sun Liangyi to run. As a minority shareholder, Dong Zhen had to take care of the entire transaction.

Before this, Chu Feng had gathered the few shareholders and quickly decided on a distribution plan.

The property right of the courtyard itself was entirely owned by Chu Feng. The other investments in the career were Chu Feng giving out five million, while the others gave in five hundred thousand.

As for the allocation of equity, some adjustments have been made.

There were three pieces in the whole yard.

After the construction of the factory, Old Wan was in charge of management. His team had 20% of the shares, and the rest of the investments would go to the headquarters set up by Chu Feng.

He would leave breeding the bugs to Sun Liangyi, he would take 10%, the rest would be invested by Chu Feng.

personally will take 10% of the share with the formula, the two brothers Dong Yidao will take 10%, the Yan family will take 10% together, the rest will be given to some people.

Chu Feng had that ninety percent of the shares of the small group, while Wei Xin had the remaining ten percent.

However, Chu Feng had said that 90% of his body would be diluted and transferred, so 10% of Wei Xin's body would be unmoving.

This way, Chu Feng would be in control of everything.

Although the task was successfully completed, it was still delayed until 3 o'clock.

Wei Xin and Xiao Mi, Old Wan and the others who had rushed over from behind stayed behind.

He Jie and Dong Zhen followed Chu Feng to the Baotan Mountain Market to choose their medicinal ingredients.

The supplier that Dong Zhen had arranged for had already made a few calls to urge him over.

When the three of them were walking up the mountain, Dong Zhen found it difficult to suppress his excited mood. Although they only had shares in the first floor of the Medicinal Cuisine and still had to pay 50,000 yuan, the profits from this business were guaranteed.

Dong Zhen looked at Chu Feng walking in front. In just a short span of half a month, he had gone from Brother Dong who was driving the car to a director, becoming Chu Feng's partner. This was all thanks to Chu Feng.

How could he have gotten lucky that day and gotten Chu Feng on board?

His heart warmed as he walked two steps faster. "I'll go over first."

The agreed supplier was not far away. There was a very large shed filled with all sorts of herbs, and inside was a shop. Only the best quality goods were on the counter, and behind it was a small ice house and two small rooms.

This was the standard configuration for big players in the market.

Unexpectedly, before he even reached it, Chu Feng saw a familiar person — — Zhou Changqing.

This was the short and fat director of market management, accompanying a man in his thirties walking in the market.

From time to time, he would nod and bow, even helping to open the door.

His arrogant appearance was still right in front of his eyes. How did he become like this?