Yan Shuhua always likes to do things differently from others. He also wants to be a big boss and open a medicine shop. What a wishful thinking! Although Shen Mengmeng didn't dare to say it in front of them, the expression on her face had already betrayed her.

The villagers were unhappy to see that she had nothing to do and was just talking nonsense, so they started to criticize Shen Mengmeng again.

"How can you say it's illegal? She's so good to us. She thought of us when she had such a good thing. And she sells it much cheaper than others. Don't say these things here. Go away."

"You are already famous in Xiaowa Village, don't become famous again because of this incident!"

"You guys..." Originally, Yan Shuhua was surrounded by those villagers, so her figure was not clearly visible. Now Shen Mengmeng took a closer look and found that Yan Shuhua was actually wearing such beautiful clothes, and she no longer looked like the country bumpkin she used to be.

Yan Shuhua's outfit this time was so eye-catching that everyone was deeply attracted to her. It can be imagined that she was very famous in the village.

When Shen Mengmeng first learned that Yan Shuhua's husband was a "leader", she couldn't sleep for several nights. Thinking that Yan Shuhua was living a better life than herself and married such a good partner, she was so angry that she really wanted to be a villain and stab Yan Shuhua to death.

Now she still comes out to do business from time to time, and it seems that everyone in the village is eager to become good friends with Yan Shuhua, which makes her angry just thinking about it.

"What do you mean by 'we'? If you don't leave, we will use carrying poles to chase you away." When saying this, some villagers had already picked up the carrying poles in their hands, as if they were really going to beat her if she didn't leave.

Shen Mengmeng must have still been very scared. She felt that these villagers were really inconsiderate. She didn't want to say anything more to them and left quickly. This time she was really like a dog running away with its tail between its legs.

The villagers also comforted Yan Shuhua: "Shuhua, don't pay attention to her. She is just thinking about you making money for us. She is unhappy, so she is like this."

"Yes, Shuhua, next time if there are any oil residues, you should bring some back often, so that we can all buy some." The villagers are still thinking about these most basic things. Although they only cost a few cents, they are hard-earned.

In the past, people from the neighboring village often had oil residue to sell, but it was never their turn. They only had about 100 to 200 kilograms each time. But Yan Shuhua was generous and each time he would have 1,000 to 2,000 kilograms. He was different from others. Now people were saying that there was a leader in Xiaowa Village who had a virtuous wife. He was really famous.

After Yan Shuhua finished his work, he wiped his face with a rag, and then said breathlessly: "I will not go to collect the oil residue in the future. Otherwise, you can see who to send together to collect it, or you can send one person from each household, and then we won't have to make money from it anymore."

Yan Shuhua's words were very clear. She explained that she no longer wanted this way of making money and was going to give it to the villagers. Some people were very surprised: "But... wouldn't you make a lot less this way?"

"Because my pharmacy is about to open, I really don't have that much time to run back and forth like this. If you are interested, I can talk to the security guards of the oil factory in advance. There will be only a few of us, and each household can take turns going together."

Yan Shuhua's suggestion was really good! Everyone was so happy! Because if they calculated it this way, as long as they deducted the transportation fee for A Mao, they could save several cents per pound! Thinking that there would be oil residue to feed pigs in the future, and it was so cheap, it was a very happy thing. Several villagers sat at the entrance of the village and laughed.

Yan Shuhua was like a living Buddha in front of them, but Shen Mengmeng was different. Everyone thought that this woman was a bad person.

The villagers are all on Yan Shuhua's side, so who would go looking for Shen Mengmeng?

The next day, Yan Shuhua took a few villagers to the oil factory and talked to the security guard. In the villagers' impression, it was very remarkable to be able to work in such a large unit, even if it was just a security guard, so they felt that Yan Shuhua was very capable and could even take on this kind of security guard job.

"Let them come and get the oil residue in the future. I don't have time to come. They are all my fellow villagers anyway. You can give them some connections." Yan Shuhua pulled the security guard aside. This time she gave the security guard another pack of cigarettes, still "Da Qianmen".

The security guard was very happy. He secretly took the Daqianmen and said yes with a smile.

The villagers were very happy to see so many oil residues. All the oil in the town was fried in this oil factory. There were at least 100 to 200 kilograms of oil residues a day. If they were collected once every half a month, they could feed the pigs for a long time.

If you can’t sell all the fruits yourself, you can sell them to those in the neighboring village. In this way, you can make a lot of money in a month.

Thinking that such a good opportunity was given by Yan Shuhua, the villagers were very grateful to her. They also said that if Yan Shuhua had any difficulties in the future, he must tell them so that they could solve it together.

In fact, every villager is a good person, and they all regard Yan Shuhua as their closest relative. After all, she always thinks of them, and even the strongest heart will be softened, let alone their human hearts. There are countless praises for Yan Shuhua.

Yan Shuhua chuckled, said goodbye to them, and immediately rode his bicycle to visit his pharmacy. This bicycle did not belong to anyone, but was bought by Yan Shuhua himself some time ago. It was also a Phoenix brand and cost him several hundred yuan. He bought it so that it would be easier to ride back and forth in the future. It would definitely be faster than running on foot.

Yan Shuhua's medicine shop had not yet opened, but its reputation had spread far and wide. She had just opened the shop when suddenly a man walked in.

The man was very burly, at least 1.8 meters tall, with a strong back and broad waist. He looked like a northerner. He spoke with a very Beijing accent: "Excuse me, has anyone with a leg injury come here for treatment?"

Yan Shuhua saw that those men seemed to have bad intentions, and they were actually looking for the injured person. Could it be that the person they were looking for was Xiao Jinchu? Anyway, no matter what, Yan Shuhua was definitely on guard against this group of people.