20 years of restarting life

Chapter 974 Multiplied Thirty Times

At eleven o'clock, the whole yard was empty.

In addition to the five people on Wen Ye's side, there are only Li Tiehan, Liu Jingxiang, Liu Xingda, the old aunt Tong Huiqing who is still plump, twenty or thirty beneficiaries who have really received Wen Ye's silver needle therapy, and the vice president of the City Health Association. Chairman Lu Qingsong.

Because a group of people came to make trouble, especially the young woman's words were too destructive, today's medicinal materials and health powder, almost did not sell a penny.

The only transaction worth more than a thousand was between Lu Qingsong and that girl, an off-site transaction of 7000 yuan of Siberian wild ginseng.

And now there are still people who bought yesterday come to refund the money.

Molly looked sad, Qian Xiaoyong looked at those people who came to retire the health fans with a silly face, and Tang Xihan felt that he couldn't understand Wen Ye at all.

Since it is a lie from dog skin plaster, why not boast about the goodness of your own stuff, why admit that there are hawthorn and even western medicine powder in the health-preserving powder.

To be a liar is to have the awareness to be a liar, so why are you so honest?
Li Tiehan, Liu Jingxiang, and Tong Huiqing were all helpless, because they had already taken medicinal materials and health-preserving powder yesterday.

Those who are rich get the full amount of [-], and those who are not very rich try their best to get it. At this time, they can't get out the money or can't get out the money to support Master Wen.

"Xiaowen, your business is doing well—"

Lu Qingsong watched and shook his head, while constantly looking through the herbal medicine boxes, he took a magnifying glass to look at the ones he was interested in, nodded repeatedly, and expressed regret on his face: "I only have tens of thousands of cash in my hand, otherwise these herbal medicines would I want it all!"

"You're just buying a box for a pearl. No matter how good these herbal medicines are, you can always buy them with money. These health-preserving powders are the real good things!"

Liu Xingda was full of excitement and disdain: "This group of people really don't know how to take pearls in front of them, and they all boast how smart they are."

"Have you tried it?"

Lu Qingsong looked at Liu Xingda in amazement: "These are real Siberian wild herbs, which you don't usually see in China. Don't say that you can buy them if you have money. I bought this wild ginseng for [-] yuan, but it costs [-] or [-] yuan in drugstores." Thousands, and it is Northeast ginseng or Korean ginseng. This kind of wild ginseng can be obtained from ginseng pickers in the Northeast for about three thousand, but even if you get it, you are still Northeast ginseng, not the wild ginseng in the extremely cold region of Siberia. .”

"Master Wen, since Old Liu can buy it, then we can too, right?"

Li Tiehan was eager to try after hearing this, and fixed his eyes on a wild ganoderma with a price tag of [-].

"How much cash do you have?"

"Cash plus demand in the bank, there are still [-] to [-]."

"If you use it yourself, based on your current recovery, the health powder in your hand is enough for you to use for two years. As long as you stick to what I say, this problem should no longer be a problem after two years. As for Other problems, at least for now, are hard to say, there are some, but they are not serious, if you pay attention to diet, exercise and rest, there will be no problems within five or six years, as for five or six years later, it is not clear now."

Wen Ye said with a smile: "There's no need to spend such wronged money. If you invest, you can hoard four bottles."

"Only four bottles?"

Li Tiehan thinks there are too few.

Wen Ye randomly picked out four bottles from the small bottles filled with four large tables.

There is a small piece of paper on the bottle, which says 'continuation': "A bottle of health pills, 120, someone will buy 50 this year, or [-] or [-] million, you can see for yourself, [-] a year later. value-added, valid for [-] years."

Wen Ye thought for a while and then said: "Actually, it will be fine for decades, don't encounter high temperatures of several hundred degrees and low temperatures of minus [-] to [-] degrees, but I guess these four bottles will always be useless, or it will take some time to use them. It won’t be in your hands in two years. But it doesn’t matter if you can’t sell it, I’ll recycle it here, and I’ll add value to [-] every year if it’s sold for [-].”

"Okay, I want it, I'll go back and get the money!"

When Li Tiehan heard that four bottles would cost 12 yuan, he couldn't help being slightly taken aback, but he went to Wenye to cure his sexual fortune, not to mention 12 yuan, even if he asked him for 120 million yuan.

You must know that he is only 66 this year, and he and Liu Jingxiang were just pure brothers and sisters before. It was Wen Ye's silver needle that changed the relationship between him and Liu Jingxiang!
And who told him that his son is a mine owner, and his family is not short of money.

As for what Master Wen said, if the pill is sold, it can be sold for 120 to [-] million yuan, and there will be an added value of [-] yuan a year. Li Tiehan just listened to it, and he really didn't take it seriously.

"Master Wen, do you still have this kind of health pill, you have to keep it for me so I can make money!"

Liu Xingda next to him became anxious when he heard it.

Seeing Lu Qingsong's puzzled eyes, he smiled and answered Lu Qingsong's question just now: "For me, these herbs that I can always buy are just herbs; Master Kewen's health powder is really something that even rich people can't buy." The elixir!"

Because Liu Xingda clearly remembered that a few days ago when he came to have an injection, he overheard a few conversations between Master Wen and his female assistant.

"You sell it so expensive, does anyone buy it?"

"Expensive? It's not Chang'an's money. The price of these medicinal powders must be multiplied by at least [-], so I won't be too disadvantaged!"

"Multiply by thirty, how much do you want to buy these medicine powders now?"

"300."

"That's 9000 million?"

"Then I'm still at a loss!"

"Hehe~"

"You laugh, just because you are ignorant!"

"9000 million? How much money do you have, Wen Ye, how can you make a medicine powder worth 9000 million?"

"I didn't do it, I just stood on the shoulders of giants. Speaking of literature and art, I was standing in the long river of history and stole the history of 50 years ago; speaking of domineering, there are masters behind me!"

"Cut~"

Regarding Master Wen's words, no matter whether others believe it or not, he, Liu Xingda, really believed it.

Because there is no cure for his insomnia, but Master Wen only took six injections in one month, combined with medicinal powder, and he almost got rid of his insomnia.

In the words of Master Wen, as long as he drank more than 3 health powder in the next year (Liu Xingda took more than 3 health powder and more than 1 medicinal materials), he would suffer from insomnia and endless urination. The problems can basically be controlled.

The following is to combine exercise, rest and diet therapy to slowly and completely recover.

Although Liu Xingda is not the son of a mine owner, he himself is the owner of several large clothing stores.

He can still afford the investment of several million.

Just because Wen Ye could cure his insomnia, Liu Xingda trusted Master Wen's words.

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Zhao Changan drove back to Mingzhu and the sky was already bright, so he ate breakfast on the side of the road, and then directly replied.

When he came to the large public classroom for the first two classes this morning, it was only 06:30 in the morning. He found a seat at the back, fell asleep while lying on his stomach.

Zhao Chang'an has already decided that he has to attend a day's class for everything today, and go to Jinling after school in the afternoon.

Tomorrow morning when Chu Yueliang and his wife arrive at Jinling, he has to accompany him for a tour, Confucius Temple, Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum, and in the afternoon to Gusu, Hanshan Temple, gardens, NO.30 back to Mingzhu.

He has missed too many classes throughout September, and now Zhao Changan is considering whether to apply for a one-year suspension from the school, otherwise Zhao Changan will have a headache just thinking about the exams during the winter vacation.

(End of this chapter)