Warm Marriage In the Prosperous Age

Because now, it cannot be ruled out that the remaining employees will no longer be lured by the father and son of the Wang family to do some betrayal and detrimental things.

Of course, Fang Chuxin thought more about it, that's it, he wanted to keep his cards and beware of villains.

And the warm concern is naturally to keep the secret, and she doesn't want people who don't trust her to touch or study her flowers and plants. Secondly, she doesn't have any serious secret recipes at all, and everything depends on one The magic of Ye Zhijing is nothing more than that.

Her original intention was that she was responsible for preparing the potion herself, and then handing it over to the production team, so that they could distribute and dilute the concentration according to the corresponding ratio.

As long as they haven't come into contact with the flowers and plants in their original appearance, they can't guess or research, what kind of medicinal herbs are the raw materials made by the secret recipe.

Although the concerns of the two are different, the ultimate goal is the same.

Secondly, in order to reduce costs and increase production, the best way is to have your own production base, so that it will not be controlled by others, and it will not be easy for the enemy to find their own attack points.

For example, if they want to make rose skin lotion, they need to purify a lot of roses, and then mix the juice of the leaves and flowers in One Leaf Realm, and then they can achieve a very effective effect.

It's just that the current Mr. Fang, who has just recovered his vitality, hasn't recovered at all, so he can't do such a plan at all, but because of his warmth, a new idea has sprung up.

The two sat in the apartment and talked for a long time, until a clear and definite layout was planned, and the two said goodbye and separated.

**

In the afternoon, Nuan returned to the village, but she went directly to the village committee office.

"Warm, why are you here?" Zhang Fuquan, the party secretary of the village, greeted warmly. In his impression, this girl usually stays at home when she has nothing to do, and seldom hangs around.

It is very rare for a young man of her age to be able to calm down so quietly.

"I'm here to talk to Uncle." He said with a smile.

Zhang Fuquan said very cheerfully: "You say so!"

"Uncle, I want to ask, is anyone planting the large piece of land in front of my house?" He asked directly.

Since she moved to the village, Nuan has noticed that for more than a month, no one seems to have seen anyone who has planted on the large land in front of her house. The figure is like a wasteland.

Wen Nuan felt that it was a pity that the land was free. The size was about half an mu. Such a large field, square and square, if all roses were planted, it would be a sea of ​​roses, how beautiful it would be. !

For that piece of land, Nuan originally just felt that it was a pity that it was wasted, but today, after a detailed discussion with Fang Chuxin, the warm thinking became active in an instant.

For the first time, she thought of this wasteland, and she wanted to make good use of it.

Zhang Fuquan, the party secretary of the village, seemed to think about it in an instant: "Oh, you said that land! Someone was taking care of it before, but in the early years, the family moved to other provinces to settle down.

This piece of land is also vacant. Our village has few people, and the younger generation has gone out to work. Our own land is enough for each family’s planting. There is still extra energy and labor to grow another piece of land. what. "