Chapter 385 You are busy with your work, I am busy with mine
Chapter 385 You are busy with your business, I am busy with mine
Feng Danyuan raised his eyebrows.
Doctor Wei was so busy that he didn't even have time to wait for him to eat.
"What things?"
"We need to sort out the method of making penicillin into pills and hand them over to the Moon God Doctor; it's almost the Double Ninth Festival, so we have to make two or three lipsticks for middle-aged and elderly women before this date, and make a lot of money...
..”
Wei Zi was talking one after another, and Feng Danyuan couldn't help but think to himself: Dr. Wei is really busy.
I'm so busy that I can't even remember what day it is today.
"So, I can only see you during dinner?" He looked at her with a half-smile.
"Then do you have anything else to do?" Wei Zi asked back.
"No." Feng Danyuan felt that he didn't need to eat anymore, and he was full of anger.
He dropped a lot of things to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with her, and she asked him, "Do you have anything else to do?"
Isn’t he a problem?!
"Oh." Wei Zi lowered his head and continued eating.
Feng Danyuan took a hard bite of the Shaomai she had put in her hands and frowned: Who made this stuff? It tastes so bad that it is incomparable to what she cooked.
However, he didn't express his opinion either. Doctor Wei is a very busy man nowadays, how can such a small thing as cooking be ranked?
When they were almost done eating, Su Nian brought over a bowl of soup.
"What is this? Why is it just a bowl?" Feng Danyuan glanced at the bowl of ginger-brown soup.
"Health-preserving soup is for women, you can't drink it." Wei Zi picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp just like he drank the Bizi soup that day.
Feng Danyuan didn't think much about it.
Since Wei Zi is busy, he might as well bring his official business here.
Therefore, when Wei Zi saw Feng Su walking into her study carrying a bunch of things, Feng Danyuan straightened his back and replied: "You are busy with your business, and I am busy with mine."
"Oh." Wei Zi lowered his head and continued writing.
Feng Danyuan was depressed.
Oh? Oh your size!
Do you really think he is invisible?
He opened the official document angrily and saw that it was a polite request for an increase in military pay for the Southern Frontier Army. He immediately responded with two words: No money.
After replying to a few letters like this, his anger slowly dissipated.
Firstly, she thought that it was useless for him to be angry, since she couldn't feel it anyway; secondly, because he really had something to do, he no longer had any messy thoughts.
The autumn sunshine poured in through the open doors and windows, making the study clean and bright.
The sweet-scented osmanthus has bloomed, and its sweet fragrance is drifting all over the garden in the wind. Mixed with the smell of books and ink, it has a gentle lingering feeling.
Feng Danyuan and Wei Zi each occupied a desk, lowered their heads, turned over papers, and wrote furiously.
Su Nian brought snacks and tea. Seeing this situation, two sentences came to mind: The years are quiet and peaceful.
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Wei Zi was tired from writing and leaned on the chair to think about something.
After thinking about it, his eyes fell on Feng Danyuan on the other side.
He was reading official documents, with his elbows on the table and his hands on his forehead, looking serious.
Wei Zi suddenly discovered that his hands were very beautiful, with fair skin, clear and strong joints, and slender fingers.
Logically speaking, a person who has been fighting all year round cannot have such white skin, and a person who practices martial arts cannot have such beautiful hands. Feng Danyuan is an exception.
It can be seen that the genes he brought from his mother's womb are too powerful and excellent.
Thinking of this, she thought of King Yan again.
The emperor really issued the edict, and King Yan had no objections. After accepting the edict, he started to purify the metal.
This attitude is enough to show that King Yan still has feelings for Feng Danyuan.
After all, although the imperial edict was issued by the emperor, the making of firearms was Feng Danyuan's business. A fool could guess that Feng Danyuan was responsible for it. If the two fathers and sons were really incompatible, then even with the emperor's edict, King Yan would
