Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace

Zhao Jiangning is not lacking in looks.

Not only is she not lacking, her height, appearance, temperament, and even status can be said to be top-notch. For such a woman to favor him, it would be impossible for Chen Mo not to be moved.

Moreover, after many days of healing, Chen Mo and she have developed a skin-deep intimacy, and it’s inevitable that some different thoughts would arise in his heart.

Seeing Chen Mo like this, Chun Lan mischievously smiled, ”Master, how will you thank this little servant?”

Chen Mo picked her up by the waist, slung her over his shoulder, and headed to the backyard, patting her butt as he laughed, ”Tonight, I will reward you by letting you stay over with me.”

Chun Lan struggled continuously, her face flushed red, trying to get down, ”Master, you’re too much, you’re clearly rewarding yourself.”

”Ha, still talking back? Prepare for the punishment tonight,” Chen Mo joked.

As they walked towards the backyard, Chun Lan kept calling out, disturbing Yi Yao, Xia Lan, Qiu Lan, Dong Lan, and others. They came out of their rooms, each with a red face as they watched Chun Lan being carried on Chen Mo’s shoulder.

Xia Lan spat a few times, jesting that Sister Chun Lan wasn’t resting yet, as she’d been waiting for the master’s return to gain his favor.

”Master, you’re... you’re back.” Yi Yao approached.

Chen Mo nodded and set Chun Lan down.

Yi Yao considerately helped him take off his outer robe, saying, ”Master, I’ve prepared hot water for you, let me serve you as you bathe.”

”I’ll let you off tonight,” Chen Mo acknowledged, then gave Chun Lan a playful pat on the rump.

As Chun Lan cried out in a mix of shyness and resentment, she remembered how he had reassured her earlier, only to change his mind now...

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Inside the room, steam filled the air.

Chen Mo soaked in the bathtub filled with hot water, the surface adorned with fragrant flower petals and some medicinal herbs.

Yi Yao adjusted Chen Mo’s position and had him spread his arms on the edges of the wooden tub.

Then Yi Yao stood behind him, holding a bath brush, and gently scrubbed Chen Mo.

This was her first time serving someone else in the bath, and it was her own man, so she felt a bit nervous and shy.

Chen Mo felt a bit tired but didn’t fall asleep. Leaning on the tub’s edge and enjoying his wife’s service, he took a deep breath and asked, ”Yaoyao, is your master still in Bianliang?”

Yi Yao diligently scrubbed Chen Mo’s body. Upon hearing the question, she nodded and softly asked, ”Master, why are you asking this?”

”We are husband and wife now. Since she is your master, she is also my elder. Ideally, I should visit her, but it’s been raining continuously, and I’ve been busy, so I forgot.

So, I plan to set aside some time to visit her with you.”

Having established his home and business, certain social courtesies must be observed, and relationships on both sides need time and care to maintain.

Upon hearing this, Yi Yao understood Chen Mo’s intention. Her heart warmed, and her resentment towards Zhihua lessened.

If not for her, she might have missed the chance to marry him.

Yi Yao pressed Chen Mo’s shoulder and applied some soap, saying, ”As you say, Master.”

”By the way, I heard you mention before that your master was injured. How is she doing now? Given that Bianliang is not very safe lately, if it’s possible, we can bring your master into the manor to take care of her.” Chen Mo thought, after all, it’s just one more mouth to feed, no big deal.

Plus, her master’s skills should be quite impressive.

If she joins the manor, she can protect Yi Yao and the others when he’s not around.

Hearing this, Yi Yao was deeply touched. Her master had been very good to her, and naturally, she wanted to bring her master into the manor and personally look after her. She hadn’t mentioned it before since she feared Chen Mo might not agree. Now that Chen Mo suggested it, of course, she agreed, saying, ”I’ll tell my master first thing tomorrow.”

Chen Mo nodded and then inquired about matters in the manor, ”Yaoyao, how are you getting along with Chun Lan, Fei’Er, and the others?”

”Very well, they all... hold me in high regard.”

Yi Yao picked up some medicinal wine from beside her and applied it to Chen Mo’s arm, saying, ”Master, my master taught me a method to treat injuries caused during cultivation. Tonight, I’ll give you a massage; bear with me, it might hurt a bit.”

During cultivation, the muscles and bones inevitably endure prolonged movement, and over time, some wear and tear injuries might occur.

The method Yi Yao was about to apply was specially meant to address such issues.

Chen Mo chuckled and let her proceed.

Then Yi Yao started manipulating Chen Mo’s arm, and he could hear his bones cracking. Simultaneously, a surge of pain hit him, but it was still bearable.

Once she was done, Chen Mo did feel much more relaxed.

”By the way, how much silver is left in the manor?” Chen Mo did not manage the accounts personally. Though he knew there was still a lot, the exact amount was unknown.

”Chun Lan told me there’s a total of two million seven hundred twenty thousand taels left, and the Hongfu Ice Shop brings in an unpredictable daily amount, ranging from eight thousand to ten thousand taels.

Chun Lan said before that originally, the Hongfu Ice Shop used to bring in at least over twenty thousand taels per day, but lately, many new ice shops have been competing with us, offering lower prices, so it’s...” Yi Yao explained slowly.

Chen Mo had foreseen this; making ice with saltpeter was no secret. With booming business, anyone with the heart to investigate could find out.

At two million seven hundred twenty thousand taels, if used entirely for simulation, it would last just over twenty days.

It seems necessary to expand the business scale.

So what should a transmigrator bring to ancient times?

Oh, I remember now.

Glass products, perfumes, soaps; if it’s early in time, also paper.

If it’s later, improve gunpowder.

Perfume, soap, and paper already exist in the Great Song Dynasty.

Glass.

He once read in a historical novel that glass could be made by combining sand with natural soda, then melting it at high temperatures.

However, he hadn’t experimented before and wasn’t sure if it would work, but it might be worth trying.

There were also no toothbrushes.

But in the Great Song Dynasty, there wasn’t really a need.

For martial artists, cleansing with True Qi was cleaner than brushing.

For commoners, they had a cheap kind of leaf that, when chewed, served as an antiseptic and cleaning agent.

Chen Mo allowed his mind to wander.

From clothing and housing, he moved on to thinking about food.

Suddenly, a bright idea struck him.

Tofu, the Great Song Dynasty doesn’t have tofu yet.

Moreover, they also don’t have soy milk and fried dough sticks.

And their production is relatively low-cost and profitable.

The key point is they’re easy to produce.

Chen Mo thought it might be time to open a restaurant.

A flood of business plans filled Chen Mo’s mind.

Just waiting for the dawn to start putting them into action.