"You wouldn't hook up with Zhou Jin under the guise of master and apprentice, would you?"
Qing Mulan looked at Jin Feng with doubt on her face: "If that's the case, you might as well take her in and fill the house, otherwise it will be a bad reputation for a master and disciple to mess around."
"Yes, Mr. Mu Lan, what Miss Mu Lan said makes sense."
Guan Xiaorou also nodded with a worried look.
She was not opposed to Jin Feng taking concubines, but she was worried about Jin Feng's reputation.
"Am I so hungry in your eyes?"
Jin Feng said angrily: "Even if you think I am greedy, Dongdong, Runniang is not more beautiful than this girl Zhou Jin, why should I try to take advantage of her?"
The faces of Tang Dongdong and Runniang, who had just recovered, suddenly turned red again.
"Let me say it for the last time. I have no idea of Zhou Jin. I just think this kid is pretty good. He works hard and has talent. He is a good youngster worth cultivating."
Jin Feng felt a little tired: "It's that simple. If you want to believe it, just believe it. If you don't want to believe it, forget it."
"Master, do you really want to accept Zhou Jin as your disciple?"
After being married for so long, Guan Xiaorou already knew Jin Feng very well. Judging from Jin Feng's tone and expression, she really had no intention of taking Zhou Jin as a concubine.
"Either I want to recruit a disciple, or I have recently figured out something. I see that she really likes the profession of military medicine, and I want to teach her these ideas." Jin Feng said.
Crossbow, spinning wheel, iron furnace, catapult, soap...
Everything Jin Feng has figured out recently is extraordinary.
Tang Dongdong couldn't care less about being shy and asked anxiously: "Brother Feng, what have you figured out again?"
"I accidentally discovered on the frontier battlefield that something called alcohol extracted from spirits can prevent wound inflammation.
Later I discovered that the Penicillium that grows on steamed buns, after being cultivated and refined, is more effective than alcohol."
Jin Feng made nonsense: "It's just that refining penicillin with alcohol and cultivating penicillin is too troublesome. I don't have that much time. Since Zhou Jin likes this business, I'll teach her."
"Drugs that can prevent wound inflammation?"
After hearing this, Tang Dongdong's expression changed immediately.
Countless people die every year in Dakang due to wound inflammation, including many nobles, wealthy businessmen and other wealthy people.
Even though Tang Dongdong didn't know much about medical treatment, he immediately realized how huge benefits this medicine could bring.
Qing Mulan's breathing became rapid.
She comes from a military family and has always paid attention to the battlefield. She is all too aware of the horror of inflammation.
Almost more than half of the wounded died from wound inflammation.
If what Jin Feng said is true, then this drug may even change the structure of the Dakang Military Department.
"Sir, are you telling the truth?"
Qing Mulan's voice was trembling.
"I have verified that alcohol is absolutely effective. When the Marquis was seriously injured, I asked the doctor to clean his wounds with strong alcohol."
Jin Feng said: "As for penicillin, I discovered it accidentally, and now I am the only one who has used it."
"Brother Feng, are you going to teach Zhou Jin how to make alcohol and penicillin?"
Tang Dongdong asked: "And you are not ready to accept disciples?"
"Yes." Jin Feng nodded.
"Brother Feng, are you crazy?"
Tang Dongdong stamped his feet: "How can you pass such a precious thing on to others casually?"
"If I don't pass it on to others, how can I find so much time to study it myself?"
Jin Feng said helplessly: "Besides, I don't like these things either."
"Brother Feng, although I may not be qualified to say this, I ask you to promise me that you can teach Zhou Jin if you want, but she must officially become a disciple!"
Tang Dongdong said solemnly.
"As for that?"
Jin Feng felt that Tang Dongdong was a little too serious.
“Excellent!”
Tang Dongdong said: "Brother Feng, money and silk are very touching. Once this kind of medicine that can prevent wound inflammation is successfully tested, the benefits will be unimaginable. If Zhou Jin learns it and starts a new business, you will have no place to cry!"
"It's just a trivial matter to start a new business. If she leaks the secret recipe and lets the enemy learn it, it will be a disaster for Da Kang."
Qing Mulan followed closely and said.
"Could it be that if I accept her as my apprentice, she won't start a new business?" Jin Feng asked.
"Once a master is a father, a disciple will always be a father. Once the apprenticeship ceremony has been held, the apprentice must not betray the master. Otherwise, he will deceive the master and destroy his ancestors, and everyone will be punished."
Tang Dongdong said: "With this level of restriction, Zhou Jin would not dare to act rashly if he had any small thoughts.
Anyway, you have no intention of accepting Zhou Jin as a house-filler. You accept her as your apprentice. Zhou Jin is a family member. Whether you educate her or sister Xiaorou takes care of her, everyone is famous and has a share, isn't it better?"
"That makes sense!"
Jin Feng nodded slightly.
In fact, for Jin Feng, it doesn't matter whether he accepts a disciple or not.
But Tang Dongdong said that it would indeed be better to accept Zhou Jin as his disciple.
After all, Jin Feng didn't want the talents he had finally cultivated to end up making wedding dresses for others.
No wonder Tang Dongdong can manage the textile factory in an orderly manner. Tang Dongdong really has two skills in management and controlling people's hearts.
"Since you all said so, I will go back and ask Zhou Jin if he is willing to become my teacher."
Jin Feng is not a person who insists on having his own way. As long as it is useful advice, he can still listen to it.
What's more, Tang Dongdong has already said this, and if he insists on it, it seems like he is really interested in Zhou Jin.
call!
Hearing what Jin Feng said, Tang Dongdong and Qing Mulan both breathed a sigh of relief.
"Since we have taken over Zhou Jin, we might as well take over Mancang as well."
Tang Dongdong added.
Mancang has been studying iron-making with Jin Feng for a long time and has learned a lot, which makes Tang Dongdong a little worried.
"Mancang is one year younger than me, doesn't it seem appropriate?"
Jin Feng frowned slightly.
In the memory of the original owner, Zhang Mancang was considered a peer who grew up with him, and he also had a relationship with Lin Yunfang. Jin Feng felt awkward no matter how much he thought about asking Zhang Mancang to kowtow to him and become his disciple.
"Isn't Zhou Jin only two years younger than Mancang? You have taught Mancang so many things, so it is reasonable and reasonable to accept him as your disciple. What is inappropriate?"
Tang Dongdong still insisted: "Besides, apprenticeship is just an extra status, and it doesn't affect anything. Your current relationship with Mancang is actually similar to that of master and apprentice."
"That's okay too."
One sheep is being herded, and two sheep are being driven. Anyway, Zhou Jin has been harvested, and one more full warehouse is nothing.
While several people were talking about Mancang and Zhou Jin, the veteran guarding the gate came in.
"Sir, Zhou Jin is here. She said you asked her to come."
"Yes, you can bring her directly here."
Jin Feng nodded and said.
After a while, Zhou Jin came in behind the veteran with a small bundle in his arms.
Seeing several people in the room, Zhou Jin was a little cautious, but he still bowed slightly and greeted each one.
"I've met the sir, I've met the madam, I've met the general, I've met the captain..."