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Chapter 179 As long as it works



Chapter 179 As long as it works

"Where did you get this recipe?"

As soon as he arrived at the cowshed, Ji Baishu asked Yu Qingtang about the origin of the prescription.

“It’s really exquisite.”

He seemed to see a peerless beauty, holding the paper and unable to let it go.

Yu Qingtang: "This is something a friend of mine asked me to show you."

"The person who wrote this prescription must be an expert. It would be great if we could get to know each other and discuss medical skills."

Ji Baishu looked at Yu Qingtang expectantly.

Yu Qingtang looked away and didn't look at him directly, fearing that his eyes would reveal his true identity.

"I heard it was handed down from our ancestors, but we can't ask for details."

Ji Baishu nodded in understanding, but was still a little disappointed.

"So, can this recipe be used? Can it be mass-produced?"

Ji Baishu frowned: "It can be used, but mass production is unlikely, as there are several precious herbs in it."

Yu Qingtang nodded: "It's fine as long as it works."

Anyway, the rest is something Dong Yue should consider.

Yu Qingtang told Dong Yue what Ji Baishu said.

"Some of the herbs in it are quite rare. If you want to do business with them, if you set the price too high, you won't be able to sell them, and if you set the price too low, you won't even be able to make back your investment."

Yu Qingtang knew that Dong Yue was obsessed with making money, so even though she now had a formal job, she still didn't give up her black market business.

"It's mainly because it's inconvenient to travel now, and there are still few people in our small place who can afford and buy it."

Yu Qingtang advised her: "There is no rush to make money, just stay calm for now."

Dong Yue pondered for a long time: "Make a few paintings first and try them out. If they can be sold, then sell them. If they can't be sold, then use them yourself."

Even if you can't sell it now, you will definitely make a lot of money in the future.

Dong Yue suddenly smiled and asked Yu Qingtang: "Do you want to invest?"

"what?"

"It has always been easy to make money from women. As long as this beauty recipe can be marketed, it will definitely sell well.

The problem is that the medicinal materials needed for it are too expensive. Even if the market is opened up in the future, I won’t be able to come up with so much capital all at once.

How about you pay the money and I work hard, and we make money together?"

Yu Qingtang didn't believe this. Dong Yue was doing very well in the black market now.

Even if she doesn't have as much money as she does now, she will definitely have more money than her who gets money from her family in the future.

Dong Yue saw that she didn't believe him, so she smiled bitterly and said, "I'm telling the truth. Don't look at me as I'm busy every day. In fact, I don't have much money at that time, and I have to spend money to use personal connections."

"Tangtang, believe me, this recipe can definitely make money."

"Of course I believe you, but I really don't have much money right now."

Yu Qingtang was helpless: "I basically spend my salary as soon as I get it, and Yu Qingxu is taking the pocket money my family gives me."

"There's no rush."

Dong Yue said: "When we have the chance in the future, when we go to Kyoto, I will sell the things to the wives of the wealthy families in Kyoto."

"I may need you to help lead the way for me then."

Only then did Yu Qingtang understand why she insisted on inviting him to invest. She was worthy of being someone who had worked her way up from the bottom. Even Yun Shuangjiang was not as smart as her.

No wonder Dong Yue in his previous life was able to be a company executive while she was just a worker, despite having the same rural origin.

"That's fine."

Although Yu Qingtang doesn't have any obsession with making a lot of money, she won't make a fuss about jumping off the car if she can get a ride.

*

"Sister, why do you seem to have a better relationship with that new Zhiqing Qi these days?"

Seeing Qi Lixia coming out of his sister's house mysteriously again, Yu Qingxu finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked.

Yu Qingtang blinked and said, "It's normal for the relationship to improve after being together for a long time."

Yu Qingxu looked suspicious: "Then why do you hide in the room and talk secretly every time she comes to see you?"

Yu Qingtang patted his shoulder and said, "Don't meddle in girls' affairs."

Yu Qingxu was kicked out of the room and returned to Cheng Wuyang's room with a distressed look on his face.

"Brother Cheng, why do you think the feelings between girls are so strange?"

"When Zhiqing Qi first went to the countryside, my sister had no intention of making friends with her. How come our relationship is so good now that we're whispering to each other every day?"

Cheng Wuyang lowered his eyelids, covering his eyes that saw everything.

"It should be that they have been together for a long time and found that the other person is okay, so your sister became friends with her."

Yu Qingxu didn't quite trust his sister's judgment.

"I feel like Qi Lixia's brain isn't very good, and my sister isn't smart either. I'm afraid my sister will be implicated by her."

Cheng Wuyang looked up at him, and said with a smile in his eyes: "Don't say that about your sister, she is very smart."

"And if she hears this, she will scold you again."

Yu Qingxu rolled her eyes, thinking that Cheng Wuyang's filter when looking at her sister was too thick, and his wolfish ambitions were obvious.

*

It's another Sunday. Last year, the slope between Gaolitun Brigade and the neighboring brigade was planted with orange trees, and this year some of the trees have already borne fruit.

But there are not many trees with fruit, and their distribution is uneven. The two teams had previously agreed to have half on each side.

But this year, every brigade feels that they are at a disadvantage by dividing their brigade in this way.

So the two team leaders decided to pick all the oranges, weigh them and then divide them equally.

During the process of picking fruits, you eat one and I keep one in my pocket, and it is allowed as long as no one sees.

Captain Gao Mingliang wanted to take advantage of his own team and sent the whole team out to attack.

Yu Qingtang also carried a small basket and headed towards Orange Mountain that day.

Good guy, really good guy!

This fresh orange smells really nice and tastes really sour.

Yu Qingtang arrived at the place, found an orange tree, reached out to pick a slightly yellowish orange, peeled it and put it directly into his mouth, all in one go.

The team members around them all behaved in a similar way.

But they didn't expect that the orange was so sour.

Adults are fine, as they have experienced hardship and hunger and will never spit out what is in their mouths. But children cannot help but stick out their tongues because of the sour taste.

Li Jianye and his child laborers collectively spit out oranges all over the ground. The team leader felt very distressed when he saw it.

"Hey, why did you vomit? What a pity."

Li Jianye twisted his face and spoke with a lisp: "It's too sour."

The team leader said: "You pick the yellow ones. The green ones are definitely sour. You should go home and sleep under the quilt with the green ones. They will turn yellow in a few months and taste sweet during the Chinese New Year."

Several children looked at the green oranges in their hands, hesitating whether to throw them down or not?

It is impossible to throw the oranges away. If they dare to throw the oranges away today, they will definitely be in big trouble.

Yu Qingtang kindly said, "The yellow one is also sour."

The children turned around to look at her, and Yu Qingtang shook the yellowish orange in her hand.

Li Jianye looked at the captain pitifully.


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