Domineering Female State Advisor

The money Li Songlin earned over the years was mostly spent on food and drinks in the army. The several million he had saved up was also given to Dongfang Ning's pharmacy. If he wanted to use too much silver, he really couldn't find a way.    

    

"That fool …"    

    

Dongfang Ning thought for a moment, then walked out the door and placed a signal detonator outside. She didn't have any money, so the money was already in Chun’er's hands.    

    

She didn't know how much money they had left either. They hadn't made much money in the hospital, but the pharmacy had made a bit. It was currently an extremely short period of time, and her Anning Pavilion had only just started operating.    

    

After Dongfang Ning finished her noodles, the person who received the signal also arrived at Battle King's mansion. However, he didn't dare to enter outside the mansion because he was a middle-aged man with a pair of shrewd eyes. Only a few people in charge could understand Dongfang Ning's signal, and he was one of them.    

    

He looked at the building in front of him, this was Battle King's mansion, master was captured by Yan Wuzhan, what should he do, directly charging in was brainless. He had been trained for a month, and he already knew what to do to prevent Dongfang Ning from thinking that he was an idiot, a person that could not be used.    

    

Before he could figure out how to enter, the main door of the Wu Steel Manor opened and Li Songlin came out to call him in.    

    

He didn't ask who he was, he just told him to go in, and the person didn't introduce him to Li Songlin, so he just quietly followed him to the kitchen in the backyard. There were already a few big stoves set up here, each with a pile of firewood beside it.    

    

He had thought that Dongfang Ning was in danger, but seeing her sitting comfortably on a chair leaning against a big tree, he let his guard down and walked towards her.    

    

Walking up to Dongfang Ning, he straightened his back and made a gesture that only Dongfang Ning could understand. Without saying anything, he stood there quietly, waiting for her instructions. This was one of the trainings.    

    

"Go and get Chun’er to bring in some silver taels. Take as much as you need, other than the necessities. You have an hour!"    

    

Dongfang Ning looked at him coldly. It was alright, no one could tell that they had anything to do with each other. Thus, she didn't say anything after she whispered her request.    

    

The man answered, Yes!    

    

He then directly flew away from the courtyard and instantly disappeared from everyone's sight. The whole process was very brief, and no one was able to figure out what was going on.    

    

This messenger was not bad, the main problem was that the ancients had a lightness arts, and he was not bad … He didn't ask any more questions and only did what he needed to do.    

    

"An Ran, you're so amazing! If he wasn't your person, I would have thought he was just a normal commoner and had a really good disguise. I thought I recognized the wrong person."    

    

Li Songlin, who watched from the start, didn't understand. He didn't say anything at all, how could Dongfang Ning be so sure that this was one of his trusted aides. He could tell that Dongfang Ning didn't know this person, but she had entrusted him with such an important task.    

    

"He's Messenger # 1. He's faster than a horse."    

    

"Where did he get the money from …"    

    

"30 miles away, you don't need to know. In the future, you'll find out. Go get some flour first, I'll teach them how to do it. Today, we'll make biscuits all day. After 3 incense sticks of time, bring 2000 jins of flour here!"    

    

"Fang Ning, I don't know how to fly. Even if it's two thousand jin, someone has to use their hands to drag the goods. Moreover, dragging so much food into the Mansion in broad daylight, outsiders …"    

    

"Two joss sticks!"    

    

"…"    

    

Li Songlin was speechless and quickly ran outside. How could he forget about when Qin Zixuan had rushed to the Shanyang City in the last three days and used the distance of more than ten days as if it were three days …    

    

It was easy to find someone to do this for two thousand jin, but it would be difficult to bring them into the manor without alerting outsiders.    

    

Dongfang Ning waited for him to leave before she went to the medicine factory at the back of the mountain. The place had already started working, and there was a smell of medicine in it, and the weather was hot, but the factory at the belly of the mountain was still not that hot.    

    

Everyone in work clothes stopped what they were doing and greeted her as soon as they saw her.    

    

"You guys continue. Where is Zhao Xin?"    

    

People in management had their own offices, and she couldn't see the talent.    

    

"Steward Zhao and Steward Qing went to order some medicine. They're preparing to transport the medicine to the disaster area!"    

    

A young man approached her, reporting what he knew.    

    

"Yes, you tell them, they will be back in three days with a stoppage. I want to borrow this machine to let Qing Yun come to Battle King's residence after he finishes his work."    

    

Afterwards, she found some thin iron plates from the cave and had them delivered to Battle King Manor. Luckily, she had taken a lot of fresh films from the Intelligent Brain and was able to use them for waterproofing.    

    

When she returned to the Wu Steel Manor, it was exactly three incense sticks worth of time ago. Li Songlin's flour had already arrived, and he told the dark guards to go and get it, telling everyone to buy a bag of flour, which weighed 50 Jin.    

    

"Very good, now, get someone to knead the dough. "Wash these iron plates clean..."    

    

Biscuit was not difficult to do. The main thing was that one had to manage the area well in order to dry it. They could not do the compressed biscuit, but it was still better than the cakes they had baked.    

    

She called the cooks from Battle King's house and personally taught them how to do it and how big to do it here. She got someone to find a small bamboo tube and cut it into two pieces, then put them into a long cylindrical shape.    

    

The cooks were supposed to meet each other, so she understood as soon as she said it. They went off to teach the others, and Battle King Manor immediately became a biscuit factory.    

    

"Don't let too much oil go, the sugar first turns into water, otherwise the sweetness will be uneven. This is the first time being roasted, and you still need to compress it, so don't burn it …"    

    

There was a military type of biscuit. You might feel hungry eating ten ordinary biscuits, but one piece of military type biscuit was enough to fill your stomach. This was a secret, and she just so happened to know this secret.    

    

When Yan Wuzhan came back, he saw the busy crowd in the mansion. Dongfang Ning was looking at the table from time to time. If there were any problems, she would let them do it again. She had always done her best to feed the victims of disasters … She was really giving her all.    

    

"Ning'er!"    

    

"You're back? How about these biscuits I made? "    

    

When Dongfang Ning saw him, she immediately pointed to the already high pile of Biscuit Mountain. With so many people cooking together and four big pots roasting together, the big pot in the mansion had turned into a lid.