Jing Shao is infertile, but his nanny is pregnant with his child.

Seeing Jin Aiyun's distressed expression, Lu Yan felt a warm glow in her heart.

"Auntie, although each jar is ten yuan cheaper, I can sell twenty jars at once. I don't need to introduce it to others. I just need to make the medicinal mud at home. And those who take the medicinal mud from me will definitely promote it vigorously in order to make more money, which saves me a lot of trouble. This is called small profit but quick turnover."

After hearing her words, Jin Aiyun smiled and looked at Zhou Yanchen, "Xiao Lu's brain is really sharp."

Zhou Yanchen looked at her with doting eyes; he had always known about her abilities.

Lu Yan looked at Jin Aiyun, "Auntie, there's something I'd like to ask you."

Jin Aiyun: "Why are you being so polite with me? Just tell me."

"I need two stainless steel containers."

In those days, they were only available in clinics and hospitals; they were not sold on the market.

Once the sales of the medicinal mud pick up, she'll need to make it frequently. She can't keep borrowing it from the health center; they'll get annoyed if she borrows it too often.

However, stainless steel containers are required to make medicinal mud.

Jin Aiyun smiled and said, "Leave this to me. I'll get it for you soon. Tomorrow morning, I'll have Wang go to the health center to borrow it again. You finish making the remaining fifteen cans for Old Chen first, and I'll ask someone to apply for it tomorrow."

Lu Yan looked at her gratefully, "Auntie, thank you so much. I'll make a few extra jars this time, and give some to the health center when I return them."

Despite using it so many times, it didn't give them anything substantial. Moreover, Lu Yan was very confident in the medicinal mud she made. If they felt better after using it, they would recommend it to people who went to see a doctor.

The nearby health center mainly serves military families, who are not short of money, so Lu Yan is not worried about not being able to sell her products.

Jin Aiyun: "Okay, I'll get them some other things too. I definitely won't let them suffer any losses."

Lu Yan: "Then thank you, Auntie."

Jin Aiyun gave her a reproachful look, "You're too polite, child. In my heart, you're almost like my child. Look, have Yanxing and Nuannuan ever said thank you to me? You can't say thank you again."

Lu Yan smiled.

They're my biological children, so they're definitely different.

Jin Aiyun pretended to be angry and put on a stern face, "If you thank me again in the future, I won't help you even if I can."

Lu Yan chuckled helplessly, "Okay."

That evening, Lu Yan rewrote a list of medicinal mud specifically for female comrades, and asked Wang to go in and buy it the next day.

The next day, after Wang Jin arrived, Lu Yan gave him the order and the money, and Wang Jin was already very skilled at it.

Not long after Lu Yan finished acupuncture on Zhou Yanchen, Wang Jin returned with some things.

Wang Jin: "Comrade Lu Yan, I'll do it now."

Wang Jin already understood the process; all Lu Yan needed to do was to prepare the ingredients properly, which was the key point, and Lu Yan wouldn't let Wang Jin interfere.

Lu Yan felt much more relaxed after leaving the rest entirely to Wang Jin.

"Okay, I'll go cook then. Ask me if you have any questions."

Wang Jin, full of enthusiasm, replied, "Okay."

He gets two yuan for each can of Lu cigarettes he makes, so twenty cans would be forty yuan. His monthly salary is only ninety yuan and eighty-two cents, so this is almost half a month's salary for him.

In the afternoon, twenty jars of medicinal mud were ready. Lu Yan asked Wang Jin to take fifteen jars to the political commissar's house, and two of the remaining five jars were to be sent to the health center.

It was still early, so Lu Yan told Wang Jin to continue.

Wang Jin: "Comrade Lu Yan, should we wait until these three cans are sold out before making them? Madam said she has already applied for stainless steel containers, so we can make them whenever we want."

Lu Yan's voice was firm, "Go ahead and do it. Do as much as you can today, and I'll settle the bill with you tonight."

Wang Jin knew that she was decisive and would never waver in her resolve to do something just because of a few words from others.

"it is good."

While Wang Jin was making medicinal mud, Lu Yan was also busy. She brought over another coal stove and started making medicinal mud specifically for women.

Zhou Yanchen pushed the wheelchair over. "Is there anything I can do?"

Lu Yan put her hands on her hips and said, "Just looking at your face when you're standing next to me gives me so much motivation."

Zhou Yanchen: "..."

Wang Jin: "..."

What did he hear?

Zhou Yan's deep voice carried a hint of helplessness, "Speak properly."

Lu Yan blinked. "I'm telling the truth!"

Zhou Yanchen couldn't help but smile. "Alright, let's get started."

Lu Yan: "Okay."

Wang Jin glanced back and forth between the two men, utterly shocked.

Was Comrade Lu Yan just flirting with his third young master?

Instead of giving him a cold look, his third son smiled indulgently.

What exactly did he miss?

How did things turn out like this after just one year?

Lu Yan then turned to Zhou Yanchen and said, "Keep an eye on the heat for me, and stir it for me later."

Zhou Yanchen: "Okay."

Since this was her first time making something specifically for women, Lu Yan didn't plan to make too many. She, Jin Aiyun, and Zhou Nuannuan would try it out and see how it went.

Lu Yan handed over the task of stirring to Zhou Yanchen.

Zhou Yanchen was strong and persistent, and he didn't pant heavily even after stirring for more than twenty minutes.

Suddenly, Zhou Yanchen stopped what he was doing.

He felt a tingling sensation in his calves and looked down at his legs.

He knew very well that he hadn't felt anything there before.

Noticing something was off about his expression, Lu Yan walked over, bent down, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Yanchen looked up and met Lu Yan's bright, fox-like eyes, his voice slightly hoarse, "My legs are numb."

Lu Yan squatted down. "Let me rub it for you."

Just as she reached out, Lu Yan suddenly realized something and looked up sharply at Zhou Yanchen, "Where is it numb?"

Zhou Yanchen pointed to the acupuncture points.

Both of them fell silent.

After a few seconds of silence, Lu Yan was overwhelmed with immense joy.

Although Zhou Yanchen was trying to restrain himself, the excitement and joy in his eyes were almost overflowing.

Lu Yan swallowed. "Is it one leg numb or both legs?"

Lu Yan was so happy that she couldn't even tell the difference between her and the strip.

Zhou Yanchen: "Only this leg."

It's the leg that I occasionally felt during acupuncture before.

Lu Yan smiled, "Zhou Yanchen, your recovery ability is amazing!"

Zhou Yanchen laughed along, his eyes practically overflowing with affection as he looked at her. "It's all thanks to you."

Lu Yan raised her chin proudly, "Of course, I'm a master of acupuncture."

Lu Yan straightened up. "The commander and aunt will be very happy when they find out."

Zhou Yanxing and Zhou Nuannuan went out to show off their designs, and if they were there now, they would definitely jump for joy.

Zhou Yanchen was equally excited, but he remained calm on the surface. "I'll tell them when they get back."

Lu Yan nodded repeatedly.

"Um."

Wang Jin, standing to the side, was overjoyed.

He knew that Comrade Lu Yan was giving Zhou Yanchen acupuncture, but he didn't expect the effect to be so quick.

He walked over, his voice trembling, "Third Young Master, your leg is healed?"