Rebirth of a Village Girl

Mo Fuhai is not a confused person. He knows that there must be many twists and turns that he has not yet figured out.

They had never even met the miracle doctor Jiangnan. It was impossible for the miracle doctor Jiangnan to deliberately give Mo Hudie the wrong medicine.

Moreover, there is no need for the Jiangnan miracle doctor to ruin his reputation.

After all, the title of 'miracle doctor' cannot be spread in a short time. It is not easy for him to have the honor he has today.

The only person in charge of Mo Hudie's matter was Li Xianxian.

Mo Fuhai didn't believe it at all when he said that Li Xianxian had no problems at all.

The policeman looked at the file in his hand and continued: "Mr. Mo, don't worry, we will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly. According to our current investigation, the suspect's full name is Fang Zhizhong, Soochow City native, 61 years old this year..."

Fang Zhizhong?

Hearing this, Mrs. Mo and Mo Fuhai were stunned.

Mrs. Mo grabbed the policeman's hand and said emotionally, "What did you say his name was?"

"Fang Zhizhong."

Mo Fuhai continued: "Is it the square of the square circle, the wisdom of wisdom, the middle of the middle?"

"Yes." The policeman nodded.

Mo Fuhai suppressed the shock in his heart and asked, "Does he have any other relatives?"

"No more." The policeman shook his head. "The suspect Fang Zhizhong had a son before, but he unfortunately passed away in a car accident ten years ago."

"It's him!" Mrs. Mo cried directly, "It's him! He's here for revenge..."

The expression on Mo Fuhai's face was also a little ugly, "No wonder, no wonder..."

Seeing the two old men like this, the police asked: "What's going on?"

Mo Fuhai sighed, "It's all in the past. We didn't expect that he would stay dormant until now for this matter..."

What happened was that on a stormy night ten years ago, Mo Hudie's parents were driving back when they unfortunately collided with a black car.

Mo Hudie's parents and the driver of the black car died on the spot.

The father of the black car driver is Fang Zhizhong.

No wonder the Jiangnan miracle doctor had a rule not to treat people with the surnames Yang and Mo, because Mo Hudie's father's surname was Yang.

No wonder the Jiangnan miracle doctor never showed up.

The original reason is here.

Hearing this, the two policemen also sighed.

"Then does Li Xianxian know about Fang Zhizhong's grudges with your Mo family?" The police then asked, "Or is there anyone else who knows about this?"

If Li Xianxian knew about this matter, it can be understood that Li Xianxian deliberately told Jiangnan Miracle Doctor about this matter. If this is the case, then Jiangnan Miracle Doctor is the principal culprit, and Li Xianxian is an accessory.

Mo Fuhai shook his head, "Not to mention immortals, no one even knows about it in the entire capital. We only moved to the capital after this incident happened."

In fact, the old residence of the Mo family is also in Jiangnan.

Moreover, Li Xianxian was only ten years old at that time, how could she know these things?

The most important thing is that this matter is a taboo in the Mo family. The only people who know about it are their own people, and they will naturally not tell anyone about it.

It is impossible for Li Xianxian to have the ability to predict the future.

"Could it be someone else in your family who told you?" the policeman then asked.

"Probably not," Mo Fuhai continued: "This matter is a taboo in our Mo family, and no one dares to mention it."

When things develop to this point, the case can basically be closed with 'malicious revenge'. After all, the only principal culprit in this case is dead. However, for the sake of caution, the case will not be closed easily.

Mrs. Mo covered her face and said: "Actually, we should have suspected it a long time ago. When he said that he would not treat people with the surnames Mo and Yang, we should be on guard. Poor Immortal is still implicated... ."

Mo Fuhai sighed, "The child Xianxian also did something wrong with good intentions. The main responsibility lies with us. We were careless."

The police left the hospital after recording the statement.

Mo Fuhai and Mrs. Mo found Li Xianxian's attending doctor, "Doctor Wang, how is Xianxian now?"

Dr. Wang's expression looked very solemn, "The patient's current condition is very bad, and her survival consciousness is very weak. Whether she can wake up depends on her luck."

Mrs. Mo continued: "Can we go in and see her now?"

The doctor shook his head, "Not yet. It will take a week before he can be transferred to the general ward. At that time, family members can visit."

...

There is a high-end teahouse in the center of Beijing.

Many business people will choose to come here to discuss cooperation. Of course, in addition to businessmen, there are also many dignitaries and children of wealthy families.

In an antique box.

Inside, the music of the piano is lingering and the scent of sandalwood lingers. When you are there, you have the illusion of traveling through ancient times.

Through the colorful bead curtain, you can vaguely hear the respectful voices reporting work from inside. If you listen carefully, you will find that these voices are all in very mellow French.

"Mr. Mog, someone from country M will be arriving at 10:30 tomorrow morning. Who do you think would be more appropriate to send to pick him up at that time?"

"Also, the heads of the Li family, the Wang family, and the Zhao family have sent invitations to you to attend their cocktail parties. Do you think this time will be the same as before and you will refuse them all?"

The man sat lazily on the sofa, holding a cigarette between his fingers. The smoke curled up, blurring his handsome features, and he spoke in fluent French:

"My time is not used to meet unimportant people! You can just deal with other things. By the way, I see that Mo Baichuan is quite idle recently. You can find something for him to do."

Hearing this, everyone looked at the man on the sofa in disbelief.

When did Mo Baichuan offend Mr. Mog?

As Mr. Mog, the Mo family is not worth mentioning in his eyes...

There is no need for him to embarrass a little Mo Baichuan...

"I have to leave first." Without giving the two of them a chance to react, the man put out his cigarette butt, got up and walked out the door.

Two blond foreign assistants immediately stood up and saw each other off.

Just when he was about to walk out the door, the man seemed to suddenly remember something. He stopped and looked back slightly: "By the way, get me a mixer. It needs to be imported and of good quality."

After a while, he explained: "It is used to make skin care product mixers."

Skin care products?

Both assistants were stunned.

When did Mr. Mog switch to the skin care product business?

"Then when do you want it?"

"Tomorrow at the latest." The man replied.

"OK."

Although it is difficult to buy imported products at this time, especially unpopular products like mixers, even if you have money, you may not have the channels, but who is Mr. Mog?

As long as he is willing to speak, someone will find a way to pick off even the stars in the sky and deliver them to him personally.

No matter where he is, Mr. Mog is a symbol of power.

After explaining the matter, the man left the tea room, leaving the two assistants looking at each other.

Zhao Jingrong dressed up beautifully and walked into the tea room hall.

Because she received a very reliable rumor that Mr. Mog would come to this teahouse today, and Zhao Jinrong naturally came to meet Mr. Mog.

Given her own conditions, as long as she is willing to work hard, and as long as Mr. Mog is not blind, he will definitely fall under her pomegranate skirt.

Once she conquers Mr. Mog, she will be the most noble woman in the entire capital.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jingrong raised his chin high, with a look of disdain everywhere he looked.

Suddenly, Zhao Jingrong's expression turned stern.

Why does that tall figure in front look familiar?

The first thing that catches the eye is the shiny leather shoes, then the well-cut handmade suit pants, and the white shirt and black suit, making him look like a successful person.

Looking further up, you can see the sexy Adam's apple, the delicate jaw, the thin lips, the high bridge of the nose like a knife, and the slightly upturned phoenix eyes, filled with boundless light, like a sea of ​​stars.

There is no shortage of handsome people in this circle, but such handsome people are still rare.

Zhao Jingrong's heartbeat suddenly stopped beating, but the next second, the stunning look in her eyes was completely replaced by a strong sense of disgust.

Because she suddenly recognized that this person was none other than her ex-fiancé, Mo Qishen!

It's such a pity. Why did such a good appearance appear on Mo Qishen's face?

If Mo Qishen wasn't a useless loser, he might still be worthy of her.

Pity!

You don't need to think about it to know why Mo Qishen appears here.

He must have known that he would come here today, so he came here to wait and create opportunities for chance encounters.

This kind of man is really terrible!

Is he finished yet?

Even though the engagement has been broken off, he still wants to pester her! Like a fly! So disgusting!

How could a proud woman like her be worthy of a loser like Mo Qishen?

Zhao Jingrong suppressed the disgust in her heart and walked directly to Mo Qishen, "Mo Qishen!"

"Is something wrong?" Mo Qishen raised his eyebrows slightly.

Zhao Jinrong said angrily:

"Mo Qishen! What on earth do you want to do? Didn't I make it very clear last time when I was at your Mo's house? We will never have any relationship in the future! Can you please be a little self-aware? Can't you insist on insisting like this? "Fang, is it interesting?"

Is he still shameless?

Mo Qishen chuckled, "Madam, it seems you are the one who has no self-awareness, right? Is it interesting for you to come to the door like this?"

Backpost?

Will she betray this trash?

Zhao Jingrong sneered lightly, with sarcasm in his eyes, "Would I fall in love with you? Stop daydreaming!"

"Since you're not leaning against me, how about you get out of the way?" Mo Qishen looked at Zhao Jinrong condescendingly and said slowly, "A good dog doesn't block the way!"

The last sentence was obviously a curse word, but he said it with a gentle and elegant feeling, a bit casual, and not the slightest sense of violation.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Qishen pushed Zhao Jingrong away and strode out. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his fingers carefully, as if there was some garbage on them.

When passing by the trash can, he accurately threw the handkerchief into the trash can.

This scene made Zhao Jingrong tremble with anger!

A trash that everyone despised, what right did he have to do this to himself? .

Mo Qishen walked directly to the tea room, pushed up the Phoenix bicycle and left.

bike?

This good-for-nothing is not ashamed of himself, he actually rides a broken bicycle.

As expected, mud cannot support the wall.

Seeing this, Zhao Jingrong's eyes were filled with disdain, and the anger in his heart also disappeared a lot.

Although bicycles are rare items in this era, and even larger items that are beyond the reach of ordinary people, in wealthy circles, the price of a bicycle is not as much as their afternoon tea.

Mo Qishen is only worthy of riding a bicycle in this life.

Tea room on the second floor.

Two blond men stood on the balcony.

One of them lamented: "Why do we, Mr. Mog, go out on a bicycle?" This is too inconsistent with his personality. For someone with Mr. Mog's worth, at least he must be transported by a special plane, even if it is not A special plane must also have two cars...

What the hell is a bicycle?

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have believed that the famous Mog's mount was actually a bicycle...

It simply subverts cognition.

Another person said: "Mr. Mog is very low-key. I heard that even his parents, relatives and friends don't know his current achievements."

"Oh my god! This is too low-key."

If ordinary people have some achievements, they would like to let everyone know about it. Mr. Mog is actually hiding it...

Ni family.

Ni Yan's skin care products have been selling very well recently.

Ni Yan did some calculations and found that his income from skin care has been 2,000 yuan so far.

Including the previous savings and excluding daily expenses these days, Ni Yan's current savings total 4,250 yuan.

At this moment, Ni Cuihua's voice came from outside the door, "Yanyan, Xiao Mo is here."

Ni Yan immediately put the money away, "Oh, here it comes."

Mo Qishen didn't come alone. There was a man accompanying him, a bit like a follower.

"Brother Mo."

Mo Qishen nodded, "This is my friend Wu Daming. He is the middleman who deals with imported machines."

"Hello, Sister Yan." Wu Daming nodded and bowed to Ni Yan.

Sister Yan?

Is she that old? It feels a little awkward to see someone who is nearly a circle older than me calling myself Sister Yan.

Ni Yan was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Hello, Mr. Wu."

Wu Daming was startled, "Sister Yan, you're welcome, we are all friends, just call me by my name."

My name is Mr. Wu.

He was afraid that Sixth Brother would whip him...

Mo Qishen continued: "Yanyan, Wu Daming got that mixer for you."

"Really?" Ni Yan was a little surprised.

"Yes." Mo Qishen nodded, "It's in the yard now. Come and take a look."

Ni Yan followed Mo Qishen out.

I saw a blue agricultural vehicle parked in the yard, with a gray-green machine behind the vehicle.

The machines of this period had not yet been improved, so they were relatively bulky and large.

"Yanyan, do you think this is okay?" Mo Qishen asked next.

Ni Yan nodded, "Okay, please, Brother Mo."

Mo Qishen smiled lightly, "It's not a problem, and I didn't do anything."

Ni Yan looked at Wu Daming, "How much does this machine cost?"

Wu Daming said: "Five hundred yuan."

Five hundred dollars?

so cheap?

As far as Ni Yan knows, ordinary color TVs on the market currently sell for a high price of 1,000-1,500 yuan, and black and white TVs generally cost 500-600 yuan, let alone big items like a blender!

Ni Yan had also inquired with Erdao dealer before and learned that the price of buying a mixer would be at least five figures! You can't buy it at such a high price, you have to wait, and the waiting time is still unknown...

The five hundred yuan was too unexpected for Ni Yan.

Seeing Ni Yan like this, Wu Daming quickly said: "Sister Yan, if you think it's expensive, the price can be negotiated."

"No," Ni Yan continued, "Won't you lose money if you sell it to me for five hundred yuan?"

Wu Daming smiled and said: "No way! How can we business people do business at a loss? Sister Yan, let me tell you the truth, this machine was booked by another buyer before, and he paid three cents The second deposit will no longer be needed if you break the contract later. You see, it’s useless for me to ask for this thing, so I’m in a hurry to sell it. If you think the price is not suitable, we can discuss it again.”

Hearing this, Ni Yan nodded.

No wonder it sells so cheaply, it turns out to be for this reason.

so.....

She's pretty lucky.

This chance is equivalent to winning a five million lottery ticket.

Ni Yan continued: "Then wait, I will get you the money now."

"Okay." Wu Daming nodded.

After Ni Yan left, Mo Qishen quietly gave Wu Daming a thumbs up.

Wu Daming smiled sheepishly.

In fact, there were no defaulting buyers at all.

Wu Daming is not squandering imported goods, he is just saying his lines according to the script.

And the director of this play is Mo Qishen.

Mo Qishen knew that Ni Yan would not accept this machine for nothing. If he rashly gave such a valuable thing as a gift, it would be counterproductive, so he made up a story.

The real price of this machine is twenty times as much as 500 yuan...

Soon, Ni Yan came out with five hundred yuan.

"You count."

Wu Daming took the banknote and clicked it, "Yes, that's right, Sister Yan, where do you think we can lift this machine and put it?"

Ni Yan thought for a while and then said: "Then please help me put it in the living room."

"okay."

Two grown men got into the car, unloaded the machine weighing two hundred kilograms, and carried it to the living room.

"Thank you for your hard work, hard work, come and drink tea." Ni Cuihua brought over two cups of tea.

"Thank you, auntie," Mo Qishen took the cup and said politely, "It's not hard for us."

Wu Daming hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, it's not hard for us at all."

After drinking tea, Mo Qishen and Wu Daming did not stay long and quickly left the Ni family.

This time, Ni Yan stuffed Mo Qishen with a lot of delicious food.

Wu Daming was also given a lot of stuff.

Wu Daming did not dare to refuse, so he accepted it fearfully. When he got to the car, he immediately returned all the food to Mo Qishen.

Even if you gave him a hundred courages, he wouldn't dare to eat Sixth Sister-in-law's food...

Seeing that all the food was back, Mo Qishen's face looked a little better.

The things Yanyan gave could only be exclusive to him.

There was an eerie silence in the car.

Wu Daming took the initiative to find a topic, "Brother Six, our Sister-in-law Six is ​​so pretty!"

Mo Qishen narrowed his eyes and turned to look at Wu Daming, "Have you looked at her?"

Realizing that there was something wrong with this sentence, Wu Daming said with a strong desire to survive: "No! I don't!"

"If you don't look at her, how do you know she looks good-looking?"

Wu Daming: Please let him die!

The cool voice came again, "This month's bonus is gone."

Wu Daming wanted to slap himself a few times at this moment.

Make your mouth dry! Make your mouth dry! Make your mouth dry!

When the car came in, I didn't meet anyone in the village. Now on the way back, I met a lot of villagers watching the fun.

There was also a group of children chasing behind the car.

At this time, the car was a rare item and could only be seen in the city.

The glass on the car window is made of a special material. You can see the outside from the inside, but you can't see the inside from the outside.

Mo Qishen leaned lazily on the back of his chair, crossed his legs, and slowly peeled off a candy and put it into his mouth.

Um.

So sweet.

The candies given by Yanyan are so delicious.

It was a very casual sitting posture, but it gave him an aristocratic aura.

...

After Mo Qishen and Wu Daming left, Ni Yan tried to use the blender and found that the function of this blender was too powerful.

Not only does it have a grinding function, but it also has an automatic peeling function.

But the only drawback is that it is too noisy.

After all, the technology at this time was not as mature as that of later generations.

A little noise is understandable.

All in all, the five hundred yuan was a great money spent!

No, it should be value for money.

In normal times, five hundred yuan would not buy an imported mixer.

"Yanyan, is this the blender you're talking about?" Ni Chenggui walked in from the outside and asked curiously.

"Yeah." Ni Yan nodded.

Ni Chenggui said with a smile: "That little Mo Ke is really capable. He can even make imported machines. Yanyan, this must be very expensive, right?"

Ni Yan said: "Actually, it's not very expensive. I happened to pick it up, and Brother Mo's friend was in a hurry to sell it. This one only cost 500 yuan."

Although 500 yuan is comparable to Ni Chenggui's annual income for a year, it is still very cheap to buy an imported machine.

Ni Chenggui continued: "Yanyan, you are so lucky. By the way, I have a few colleagues who need skin care products. Do you have any in stock here?"

The skin care products made by Ni Yan are so easy to use that they spread the word to others. During this period, Ni Chenggui has sold more than 20 sets for her.

And Ni Yan did not keep Ni Chenggui in vain. She not only provided Ni Chenggui with free skin care products, but now also gave her a commission of 1 yuan per bottle, which is 2 yuan for a set.

For Ni Chenggui, the 2 yuan was so easy to get, all she had to do was talk the talk, and the people who bought the skin care products thanked her profusely, and now she is a big celebrity in the company!

Ni Chenggui now regards Ni Yan as her little lucky star.

Since Ni Yan moved here, her life has become more and more prosperous.

Ni Yan said: "I have two sets left here. Aunt Ni, how many sets do you need?"

Ni Chenggui said with a smile: "I want five sets. You give me two sets first and I will bring them over."

"Okay." Ni Yan nodded, turned around and went to the room to get skin care products.

When going to bed at night, Ni Yan lay in bed and thought about it carefully. Since the sales of skin care products have slowly opened up, it is time to start preparing some things.

One is registered trademark.

The second is to apply for production license, health license and other documents.

The third is to research new products. Just selling facial cleanser and aloe vera gel is not enough.

Seeing that the decoration of the shop is about to be completed, these three major things must be done immediately, otherwise everything will be squeezed together by then, and it will be too busy.

Ni Yan has always been a person of action. Early the next morning, she went to the city and started to apply for documents.

There were not many self-employed people in this era, people's trademark awareness was weak, and there were even fewer people handling trademarks. There was no need for various applications and then various reviews like in later generations.

It only took Ni Yan one day to get all the documents.

Ni Yan’s registered trademark is “Bingshuyushu.”

This name is easy to understand in this era, and it will not be old-fashioned in later generations. It is also clear at a glance. As soon as people see these four words, they will know that the product sold is related to skin.

After registering the trademark, the night Ni Yan returned, she designed bottles and outer packaging for the skin care products.

Now that you have decided to make skin care products, you must make them regular!

Ni Yan has never been a casual person.

Ni Yan has good hands-on skills, and the things he draws are as lifelike as those captured by a camera. They are very beautiful.

"Mom, what do you think of this bottle and packaging?" Ni Yan showed the drawn design to Ni Cuihua.

Ni Cuihua nodded repeatedly, "It looks good."

Ni Cuihua had never known that her daughter could be so powerful. Although she was no more than a little girl who graduated from junior high school, she could write, draw, cook, and have good medical skills.

The day after the design was finalized, Ni Yan found a factory, customized a batch of bottles and packaging, and paid a deposit of 500 yuan.

After coming out of the factory, Ni Yan went to a Chinese medicine pharmacy again. This time she bought some Chinese medicinal materials such as white Poria, white monkshood, Asarum, Atractylodes, Angelica dahurica, and Bletilla.

According to the "Compendium of Materia Medica", these medicinal materials have good freckle removal effects.

That’s right, Ni Yan’s new product focuses on removing freckles.

Because once a woman gives birth to a child, she will have more or less freckles on her face. In later generations, the sales of freckle-removing skin care products will be very hot.

After returning home, Ni Yan started making freckle removal cream.

Ni Yan first blended the purchased medicinal materials into powder with a blender, then added aloe vera juice, milk, cucumber juice and stirred it into a paste, then added distilled water and other secret formulas, and finally it was completed.

The final cream is yellow-green in color, with some Chinese herbal flavor, which is light and pleasant.

Because Ni Chenggui had a few obscure freckles on his face, Ni Yan gave them to Ni Chenggui to try.

Freckle removal products will definitely not have immediate results, until the morning of the third day, Ni Chenggui's surprised voice came from the yard, "Yanyan! The color of the freckles on my face has begun to fade!"

In order to see the effect, Ni Chenggui specially left a freckle unpainted.

Now most of the color of the other freckles on the face has faded away, except for the yellow-brown one that remains.

Originally, Ni Chenggui didn't think that this thing could remove freckles, but she didn't expect that Ni Yan would give her such a big surprise.

"Congratulations, Aunt Ni." Ni Yan said with a smile.

There is no woman who does not love beauty. At that moment, Ni Chenggui smiled from ear to ear and said, "It's Auntie who should thank you."

After finishing his words, Ni Chenggui asked: "Yanyan, do you want to sell this anti-freckle cream?"

"Don't sell it yet." Ni Yan continued: "I will give you some trial bottles. You can give them to those who have bought facial cleanser and aloe vera gel. If they use them well, they will definitely repurchase them."

There are very few anti-freckle products in this era, and even fewer that are effective.

Therefore, just based on Ni Chenggui's words, everyone would definitely not believe it. Therefore, you have to prove it with strength.

The trial bottle is very small and only lasts for two or three days. The cream will be gone when you see the effect. By then, everyone will have tasted the benefits and will definitely buy it!

Ni Chenggui took the trial set and nodded in agreement, "Yanyan, you are so smart!"

This trick can not only win over many customers, but also win people's hearts.

A free bottle of anti-freckle cream! Who is unhappy?

Because the anti-freckle cream was very effective, Ni Yan worked overtime to make a lot of it.

At this moment, Ni Chenggui walked in from outside and said, "Yanyan, our aloe vera is almost gone."

Ni Yan did grow a lot of aloe vera before, but because he frequently made facial cleansers and aloe vera gel during this period, there is not much aloe vera left in the vegetable garden.

Ni Yan thought for a while and then said: "Well, Mom, please go to the village tomorrow and tell us that our family will buy aloe vera at a dime a pound."

Aloe vera is a very common plant. Because it has the effect of healing burns, almost every household in Jinghua Village has planted it. Moreover, aloe vera is a divided plant. Usually, you only need to plant one plant, and after it survives, it will divide into many plants.

Ni Cuihua nodded, "Okay Yanyan."

The next day, Ni Cuihua took her child and went to the center of Jinghua Village under a big locust tree.

Because there were no TVs or mobile phones in this era, people would gather together to chat and share their gossip in their free time. Therefore, almost every village had a gathering point. They will get together and chat.

Which family's girl didn't marry well, whose son got admitted to college, whose couple had a fight last night, you can always hear the latest gossip at the gathering point.

The Sophora japonica tree in the center of the village is the gathering point of Jinghua Village.

When Ni Cuihua arrived, everyone had already started to get together.

Several old ladies were chatting away, and the little girl and daughter-in-law next to them were listening with great interest.

Seeing Ni Cuihua coming, everyone greeted her warmly.

"Cuihua is here! Come and sit down!"

"These are the melon seeds I just roasted. Eat some."

"This is my freshly ripened persimmon..."

Ni Cuihua is not only good-looking, but also very honest. She never chews anyone's tongue in front of anyone. In addition, Ni Yan has also helped everyone a lot, so Ni Cuihua has become the most popular among this group of women. One of the welcome ones.

When everyone suffered any grievances or had any new gossip, they immediately complained to Ni Cuihua because she kept secrets and never laughed at others.

After Ni Cuihua sat down, she told everyone about Ni Yan's purchase of aloe vera.

Hearing this, everyone was stunned!

A dime a pound?

Is Ni Cuihua kidding?

You know, in the eyes of the villagers in Jinghua Village, aloe vera is just an inconspicuous little weed. Even the green vegetables in the city only sell for five cents a pound, but a small weed sells for ten cents a pound!

In the eyes of the villagers, one cent per pound is simply an astronomical figure.

"Cuihua, stop joking with us!"

"That's right, if you continue to listen, I will take it seriously!"

Ni Cuihua said with a smile: "I'm not joking with you all. My Yanyan really buys aloe vera for a dime a pound! Besides, what's so funny about this kind of thing?"

"Are you really not kidding us?" Everyone was suspicious.

Ni Cuihua nodded seriously, "Really! I didn't lie to you!"

"Then when will your Yanyan start purchasing?"

Ni Cuihua continued: "As long as there is some, we want it at any time!" Ni Yan said that good products are not afraid of inventory, so no matter how much aloe vera everyone sends, they will not refuse it.

"Does your family smoke tobacco with roots or without roots?" It is better to ask this kind of question clearly.

Ni Cuihua said: "No roots, just cut off the whole aloe vera plant with a knife."

As soon as Ni Cuihua finished speaking, everyone who was still chatting disappeared in an instant, and everyone went back to cut aloe vera.

Everyone dispersed, and Ni Cuihua also went back with her child in her arms.

Not long after she arrived home, a villager came to her door carrying half a bag of aloe vera.

Ni Cuihua had already prepared the scale, "Thirty-one pounds, a total of three yuan and ten cents."

When the villager received the two yuan and ten cents in his hand, he was still in a trance.

Only then did they truly believe that Ni Cuihua really didn’t lie to them.

It turned out that more and more villagers were carrying aloe vera to Ni's house. They went in carrying aloe vera on their backs and came out with money in their hands. Almost everyone had a smile on their face.

It is not difficult for people who can do business in this era to make money, but it is difficult for simple villagers like these to make money!

Ordinary farmers face the loess and turn their backs to the sky. They work hard for a year and can't earn more than 180 yuan.

But today, they only sold a little aloe vera and earned three or four yuan.

You know, aloe vera is much easier to take care of than crops in the field.

It seems that next spring they will be able to plant more aloe vera.

Ever since Ni Yan came to Jinghua Village, life in their village has become better and better. It seems that Ni Yan is really their little lucky star in Jinghua Village!

...

After purchasing Aloe Vera, Ni Yan took a ride to the city.

The shop has been renovated and the finishing touches are now being finished. It will be officially open for business in three days.

At this time, Wang Jinfang was busy setting up tables, chairs and benches.

Seeing Ni Yan come in, Wang Jinfang smiled and said hello, "Yanyan is here."

"Aunt Jinfang." Ni Yan continued: "Where are Uncle Tieniu and the others?"

Wang Jinfang said: "Uncle Tieniu and the others are cleaning and arranging kitchen utensils in the kitchen."

"Oh." Ni Yan nodded, "Aunt Jinfang, I want to discuss something with you."

"Say it." Wang Jinfang wiped her hands on her clothes and sat across from Ni Yan.

Ni Yan continued: "After the noodle shop opens, I would like to invite you and Aunt Zhou to work in the store. The salary will still be 2 yuan a day. I have already told Aunt Zhou about it. What do you think?"

Ni Yan is still busy with the skin care product business. If the store doesn't hire two people, it will be too busy by then.

After much deliberation, Zhou Qingxiang and Wang Jinfang are more suitable.

Zhou Qingxiang is a cultural person and reasonable.

Although Wang Jinfang has a bit of a shrewd personality, sometimes it takes someone with a shrewder personality to fight evil with evil!

Ni Yan opened a restaurant in her previous life. She knew what kind of top-notch customers she would encounter sometimes, and there were even some who came specifically to cause trouble.

Zhou Qingxiang and Wang Jinfang complement each other in personality.

Hearing this, Wang Jinfang looked at Ni Yan in surprise, opening her mouth from ear to ear in excitement.

This is simply a surprise from heaven!

2 yuan a day.

It’s 60 yuan a month and 720 yuan a year!

Oh my gosh!

She couldn't earn so much money in the past three years!

Hearing this, Wang Jinfang nodded hastily, "I do! I do!"

Ni Yan smiled and took out the labor contract, "Then please sign the labor contract."

In fact, this kind of labor contract is not yet implemented at this time, but Ni Yan has seen too many things in his previous life, and the human heart is too difficult to predict, so some things must be signed.

Although Wang Jinfang is illiterate, she absolutely trusts Ni Yan, "Yanyan, my aunt is also illiterate. Can I give you a fingerprint?"

Ni Yan nodded and turned the contract to the last page, "Okay, just press your fingerprints here."

The labor contract was made in two copies, one for Wang Jinfang and one for Ni Yan to keep.

The shop was officially completed, and Ni Yan was going to treat everyone to a good meal, so Ni Yan told Wang Tieniu about it.

"Uncle Tieniu, I'm going to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. In the evening, you ask everyone to come to my house for dinner, and ask them to bring the elderly and children at home. Don't be polite to me."

Ni Yan is a grateful person. She always remembers what happened last time. It was also because of this incident that she had the idea to lead the whole village to get rich together. Otherwise, she would not buy aloe vera from the villagers. .

All efforts are rewarded. Now that the villagers of Jinghua Village have allowed her to see the warmth of light, she will not be a white-eyed wolf.

Wang Tieniu said a little embarrassedly: "Yanyan, there's no need to spend money. It's not easy for you to make some money."

Ni Yan did not give Wang Tieniu a chance to refuse, "Uncle Tieniu, it's settled, I'm going to buy groceries now!"

...

the other side.

Mo Hudie's situation has improved a lot these days.

After drinking traditional Chinese medicine for a few days, she is now able to go downstairs and play independently with Yang Guobao.

Mrs. Mo and Mo Fuhai saw it and smiled in their hearts.

After many years, they finally saw this scene.

However, the situation on Li Xianxian's side is not very good. She has been unconscious and in a semi-vegetative state.

Mrs. Mo came to the hospital to visit Li Xianxian, anxious and frowning.

At this moment, the servant Sister Lin said: "Old lady, the little miracle doctor Ni Yan is so powerful, maybe...she can have a way to wake up Miss Xianxian?"