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Chapter 925 Reborn 1980's Wife Is A Little Spicy

Xue Baofeng recently opened a Xue's Restaurant in Qianjin Town. The specialty is the mutton banquet. It just happened to meet the appetite of the people nearby. The business is a good start and has been very popular!
Xue Baofeng can be regarded as earning a lot of money, so he is naturally complacent in front of outsiders.

Sister Zhang Xiang had already climbed into his relationship, and took out a pouched wallet from his pocket. She rummaged through it carefully and found a thick stack of soft sister coins.

Sister Zhang Xiang took away these soft sister coins without hesitation, put them in her pocket, and said with a coquettish smile: "You treat me to dinner tonight, okay?"

Xue Baofeng smelled the cloying perfume on her body, felt a little distracted for a while, and said with a smile: "Okay! Let's go to my restaurant, and I will cook mutton hot pot for you?"

Sister Zhang Xiang has something to take advantage of, so why not do it?
The price she paid was to lie on the bed and flirt with the man.

This kind of thing is too common for her, and she also enjoys the love between men and women.

That night, Sister Zhang Xiang came to Xue's Restaurant and ordered a small box.

The air-conditioning is on in the box, the decoration is exquisite, and it looks a bit high-end. The people who come to Xue's restaurant to eat are the bosses or executives who do business nearby, and they have money in their pockets or public expenses to eat and drink.

Sister Zhang Xiang glanced around enviously, and thought to herself, although this Xue Baofeng has a bad reputation, he still has good business skills and brains!
If you follow him, you won't have to worry about spending money on shopping in the future.

Just enjoy the life of Mrs. Fu with peace of mind.

Here, Sister Zhang Xiang and Xue Baofeng had a fierce fight, and they were tired of being together like in the previous life.

Over there, Ling Xiao and Shu's family moved to live in the herb garden, and she spent almost the same amount of money selling recipes to Jinling Hotel.

Ling Xiao planned to sell his prescriptions to the most famous private pharmacy in Qingcheng.

She tidied up, wrote down the prescriptions one by one, and then went to Ji Ren Tang to purchase the corresponding medicinal materials, and ordered the staff of Ji Ren Tang to boil the Chinese medicine ointment.

After the ointment was cooked, Ling Xiao went straight to the manager of Ji Ren Tang and explained to him why he came.

In the 80s, Chinese medicine was quite popular. Individuals would get sick, and it cost a lot of money to see a doctor and take medicine, so pharmacies have always been very profitable and profitable.

The manager picked up the ointment boiled by Ling Xiao and observed it carefully, and said with a smile, "Is this the secret recipe passed down from your ancestors?"

Ling Xiao smiled and said: "Well! It's called Baihua Yulu Pill, and it has excellent preventive and treatment effects on gynecological diseases. You can find a few patients to try it."

The manager saw that she had a delicate appearance, fashionable dress, full of aura, and a pair of bright peach blossom eyes filled with bright and clear light. Judging from his rich social experience, the other party should not be a scammer or a fake advertisement.

However, like this ointment, clinical trials are required, which requires a certain amount of testing time.

The manager smiled politely: "I don't dare to try it lightly! In case someone is cured, who will bear the responsibility?"

Ling Xiao pondered for a moment, and it happened that a patient came to the pharmacy.

The patient's name is Chang Hong, who is the female owner of a clothing factory in Qingcheng. The clothing business in the 80s is developing strongly. Her family's factory has already placed advertisements on TV stations, and she can be regarded as the leading clothing entrepreneur in Qingcheng.

Recently, Chang Hong has lost her appetite, her complexion is sallow, and her spirit is sluggish. She has been seen in a big hospital, and she has also taken a lot of medicines and supplements, and various treatments, but with little effect.

This time she came to Ji Ren Tang, intending to drink some traditional Chinese medicine and continue to recuperate her body.

When the manager saw her, he also knew that she was the female boss of a well-known clothing company in Qingcheng, and she was a strong woman in her own right.

After a while, the manager prepared some expensive Chinese herbal medicines for Chang Hong according to the doctor's initial diagnosis, including donkey-hide gelatin cake and rock sugar bird's nest.

Chang Hong was generous, went to the checkout and paid 2000 yuan in one lump sum.

This money, put in the countryside, can feed and drink ordinary peasant families for more than a year.

Sure enough, since the 80s, the gap between the rich and the poor and the monopoly of resources have quietly widened between social classes.

After Chang Hong prepared the medicine, Ling Xiao suddenly stepped forward and handed her the Baihua Yulu pill in his hand: "Boss Chang! You can try my medicine!"

When Chang Hong saw her, a look of amazement suddenly flashed in her eyes, and she said with a smile, "What medicine? Are you a doctor or a pharmacy manager?"

Ling Xiao briefly explained a few words, opened the ointment, and a strong fragrance wafted out immediately!

Chang Hong sniffed it carefully, then smiled in surprise, "It smells so good! What kind of medicine is it?"

"Baihua Yulu pill!" Ling Xiao explained calmly: "It has an excellent nourishing and recuperating effect on women's bodies. Taking it for a long time can also prolong life."

Chang Hong is a little ready to move, but she is a shrewd social person, and she is still skeptical of a girl like Ling Xiao who has no background in Chinese medicine and no medical experience.

Seeing that Ling Xiao was about to steal his business, the manager deliberately disregarded the dissuasion of the sitting doctor, and said, "Boss Chang! This is a Sanwu product! Do you dare to eat it?"

"If it works, that's okay. If it doesn't work, and if you eat your body badly, who do you ask to be liable for compensation? This little girl, maybe she got the money and disappeared long ago!"

When Chang Hong heard it, she felt reasonable, and said with a smile: "Little girl! I dare not take unofficial medicines. Your Baihua Yulu Pill has no official channels and no qualifications recognized by the state. How dare you let me buy it? "

Ling Xiao shook his head speechlessly: "This is a secret recipe handed down from my ancestors, if you dare not try it, forget it!"

Chang Hong smiled detachedly and politely: "Little girl, put your mind on the right path, don't think that you can make any money!"

If you take the wrong medicine and kill someone, you will pay for your life, and you will be arrested and put in jail!
Ling Xiao was dumbfounded. Her medicine was formulated by a miracle doctor. After countless personal tests with patients, it was indeed very effective in gynecology and women. It could even be called a unique secret recipe passed down through the ages.

Seeing Ling Xiao deflated, the manager sneered: "Boss Chang! Our Ji Ren Tang will not sell Sanwu products casually! We have professional pharmaceutical factories and hygienic and clean workshops, all of which meet national standards and have corresponding qualifications." of……"

The manager said smugly, Barabara, with a look of arrogance.

Chang Hong spent money to buy the tonic she wanted, and was ready to go home.

Ling Xiao planned to try another one, but at this moment, a skinny middle-aged woman with a haggard face hurried in: "Buy medicine! I want to buy medicine!"

The manager looked the middle-aged woman up and down.

Meng Hehua is wearing ordinary cloth clothes and trousers, her hair is messy, yellow and dry, her rough and black hands are covered with a thick layer of calluses, her complexion is dark, her face is covered with wrinkles, she looks windy all day long. The working people who are exposed to the sun.

The manager's attitude changed drastically. After sweeping away his courteousness to Chang Hong just now, he asked impatiently to Meng Hehua, "What's the rush? What medicine do you want?"

Meng Hehua quickly took out a few crumpled ten-cent notes from her pocket.

The manager counted shrewdly, and it was only... three yuan?

The manager became more and more contemptuous, and said with a sneer, "The most common ointment here costs five yuan, can you afford it?"

Enduring the pain in her lower body, Meng Hehua asked with a pale face, "I only have three yuan, can you buy me less?"

The manager replied impatiently: "No! A pair of ointments can be sold together! At least five yuan! If you can't afford it, just let me go! Don't hinder our business here!"

(End of this chapter)