Planar Trash

Knowing that it is not so easy to realize the dream of dominating life and dominating the world through cultivation, Cheng Jingchi finally stopped thinking about it and shifted her focus to making money.

He understood now that instead of expecting himself to become that illusory master of cultivation, it would be better to honestly make money to pay off the mortgage and take care of the whole family.

The effect of the scar cream has begun to show results. Because of the movable type signs of the sisters Li Qionghua and Li Qiongxue, his scar cream business has begun to pick up—although most of them were introduced by Li Qiongxue to use as skin care products, But at least once in a while someone calls and asks him about the scar cream.

Contrary to what he expected, most of the customer groups are hosts and small third- and fourth-line models who are not very famous. They can be regarded as middle-to-high-end groups. This kind of family workshop production method and the original simple and simple packaging It seems to be a bit of a hindrance, and the homemade scar removal cream is just a three-no product after all. Except for customers like Xiao Li who know the bottom line, other high-end customers who are really rich are likely to lose because of this reason.

Cheng Jingchi wanted to create his own brand, but due to limited conditions, neither financial resources nor human resources were enough to support him to realize such a grand ideal, so he could only continue this small family workshop style of operation.

Of course, he can also go outside to solicit investment, but because of the particularity of the source of the dregs, Cheng Jingchi can only give up in the end and take it step by step.

All in all, in a word, no money!

Even so, Cheng Jingchi went to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to register a trademark, and he guilty of misappropriating the name Ningbi.

After Grandpa Cheng knew about their private activities, he turned a blind eye to it. To some extent, he acquiesced in their nephew and uncle's behavior.

On Wednesday's rest day, Cheng Jingchi took Li Zhan to Datang Town again, and gave Qiao Baishu a bottle of medicine dregs, and at the same time, gave Qiao Baishu the dividends from selling scar cream some time ago.

The ointment sold before was prepared by Qiao Baishu for him, and he did not discuss the issue of income distribution with Qiao Baishu.

Cheng Jingchi knew that Qiao Baishu would definitely not want it, so she went directly to the bank to open a bank card in the name of Qiao Baishu, and deposited half of the proceeds into the card.

Seeing his actions, Qiao Baishu's face immediately darkened: "What does this mean?"

"The ointments that I asked my uncle to make a few times ago have been sold, and this is the share for my uncle." Cheng Jingchi took it for granted.

"I'm your brother-in-law, do I need to pay you for doing something for you? Now is the time for you to spend the money, take it back quickly." Qiao Baishu said with an angry look.

"This is what my uncle deserves. It's fine if I use these ointments myself. Since they are for sale, of course I can't let my uncle do white work. I didn't mention it to my uncle because I didn't know if the effect would be good. This matter, the business is not bad now, and the sale is quite expensive. In the future, there will be a lot of troubles for my uncle. If I keep asking my uncle to do free work, I will feel sorry. If my uncle refuses to accept it, then I have no choice but to find someone else. gone."

Ji Xingwu came out with a tray, glanced at Cheng Jingchi, and said to Qiao Baishu: "Since Chichi has already decided, you can accept it, who thinks there is too much money."

Qiao Baishu glared at him: "You are the only one who talks too much."

Ji Xingwu raised his eyebrows, made a zipper movement on his mouth, waved his hand at Cheng Jingchi, made a powerless expression, sat down beside Qiao Baishu, took a bowl of rock sugar Sydney from the tray, and handed it to Cheng Jingchi. Qiao Baishu, beckoning him to eat.

During the years in prison, Qiao Baishu not only limped one leg, but also worked in the quarry all year round, which greatly damaged his health. These years, Ji Xingwu always tried to recuperate his body. Experienced old Chinese medicine practitioners, one of them is in charge of prescribing prescriptions and the other is in charge of cooking. Qiao Baishu's health is really getting better day by day.

Cheng Jingchi herself brought a bowl to Li Zhan first, saying, "Here, brother Wu's craftsmanship is pretty good, and the boiled sugar water is also delicious."

Li Zhan was very used to taking food from Cheng Jingchi's hand, so he brought it over when he saw the situation, took a sip, and didn't say a word.Because of his mottled face, Cheng Jingchi couldn't see any expression on his face.

"How does it taste?" Cheng Jingchi asked.

"It's delicious." This is what Li Zhan said from the bottom of his heart.

The spiritual energy in this world is thin, and the spiritual energy contained in the plants is almost infinite, which is equivalent to none.It is rare to be able to produce such a delicious taste from such ordinary and rough ingredients. It can be seen that the skill of cooking has reached its pinnacle.

It's a pity that the ingredients are too ordinary.

Li Zhan regrets.

After drinking the sugar water, Ji Xingwu wisely put away the bowl and washed it in the kitchen.

Coming out of the kitchen, Ji Xingwu, who seldom intervened in Qiao's family affairs, asked Cheng Jingchi for the first time: "What are you going to do in the future?"

"Ah?" Cheng Jingchi was still persuading his brother-in-law how to accept the salary from a while ago, but suddenly heard Ji Xingwu's sudden sentence, she was a little unresponsive, "Go to work to make money, and support my mother and grandfather."

My uncle is protected by Brother Wu, so he shouldn't need to take care of him.

Ji Xingwu took a look at Qiao Baishu and said, "I heard that you plan to develop into the skin care industry. Do you have any plans in the future?"

Cheng Jingchi let out an "oh" and said, "Take your time, I have already registered a trademark, and when the conditions are ripe, it will be even better if I have the opportunity to create my own brand."

However, based on his current situation, it is estimated that he will not even be able to obtain a production license, so he can only follow the model of a small family workshop.And the most important point is that he doesn't have any formula for this, and the only thing he can count on now is the dregs of Ningbi Dan.

Thinking of the urination of the vortex teleportation station at home, no one knows when it will be turned on, and whether it will drop the medicine dregs next time. The medicine dregs collected by him alone cannot support a brand, and we still have to have our own A unique formula and R & D personnel will do.

Although not reconciled, it is also impossible.

"Are you interested in considering cooperating with me?" Ji Xingwu became a little interested and asked him.

"Huh? Brother Wu is also interested in this?" Cheng Jingchi was very surprised.

Ji Xingwu nodded: "I'll fund it, and you and Baishu will manage it. I think the scar cream you two made is pretty good."

He asked someone to send the ointment to the relevant department for testing, and the results were very surprising. The indicators were unexpectedly high, and it did not cause any damage to the skin. The most important thing was that there was an ingredient, and the main ingredient could not be detected, but for Cell repair has particularly good results.

He knew that it should be the contents of the small bottle that Cheng Jingchi gave to Qiao Baishu.

Things are good things, but with their nephew and uncle's way of making trouble now, they can't get a license, and they can't put them into mass production. The things produced by small workshops always have great limitations and cannot enter the industry. At the top, there is really a bit of a pity.

Cheng Jingchi felt like the sky was falling in broad daylight, but fortunately he still had a semblance of reason, and said, "Brother Wu, of course I hope to cooperate with you, but this is not a small amount of money..."

Now just a passable production line costs at least six or seven figures, as well as venues and research equipment. Don't even think about it without seven or eight figures of funds.

Is Brother Wu still an invisible trench?Or is it a child who was exiled from a wealthy family?

But it doesn't look like it.If Brother Wu really had such a great background, he wouldn't have stayed peacefully with his uncle for so many years in Datang Town, a place where flowers don't bloom, birds don't speak, and rabbits don't shit.

When the two were discussing intensely, Li Zhan turned his head slightly, and glanced in the direction of the entrance out of the corner of his eye.

"Even if the funds are in place, the formula is still a big problem." Cheng Jing said hesitantly, he can't just use scar cream to fool everything.

"Isn't it the prescription for women's maintenance? What's the problem? Later, grandpa will give you eight or ten, and you can play with it." Grandpa Cheng's slightly disgusted voice came from the entrance, and Grandpa Cheng was carrying the medicine box. came back.

Cheng Jingchi: "..."