Chapter 167 Unboxing Live (Update 2)

Hua Shannai was very reluctant and walked slowly towards Sang Yian, "I am a doctor, not a mover."

Sang Yian agreed very much, "Yes."

Hua Shannai walked to the box: "I am only responsible for the work in the pharmacy, and the related work in the supermarket has nothing to do with me."

Sang Yian threw him a pair of gloves: "Yes."

Hua Shannai was speechless, "Yes, you still let me move boxes!"

"Who made me your boss? There is a clause in the labor contract that requires me to complete other tasks assigned by the leader." Sang Yian reminded with a smile.

Hua Shannai: "..."

What can he do?

A dignified doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, he actually has to do hard labor!

"Now you know the sinister intentions of capital, right? I tell you, this is all experience!" Sang Yian smiled very proudly.

Hua Shannai turned into a mover, and he and Sang Yian took one side each and moved the box to the ground.

"Be gentle, be careful not to damage the things inside." Sang Yian reminded.

Well, I am despised for doing hard labor.

What is going on?

Sang Yian went to open the box, and the fans in the live broadcast room were very nervous.

At this time, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room had risen to 800,000, and the barrage was even more lively.

Jiang Huaijing also walked to the wooden box, and he was also very interested in the goods in the box.

Click.

As soon as the box was opened, it was seen that the box was full of water-grained paper.

Jiang Huaijing's pupils shrank slightly, "Good news for calligraphy and painting enthusiasts, the water-grained paper has finally arrived!"

The clear and deep voice came into the live broadcast room, and the fans immediately exploded on the spot, howling one by one, begging the handsome guy to show up.

Jiang Huaijing skipped these bullet screens, his attention was on the watermark paper.

"There are so many, you should be able to give me some, right? You promised to leave some for me last time, but it's all sold out."

Sang Yian agreed generously, "Of course, but there are only 10 sheets! We need to give other customers who like watermark paper some opportunities."

Jiang Huaijing was obviously not very satisfied with the number, "Can't there be more?" "

The quantity is limited now, so this is the only way, but you don't have to be too disappointed, my paper mill has been started, I will produce watermark paper myself, and you can buy as much as you want when the time comes."

Sang Yian was very generous and confident that he could restore the watermark paper.

"Then I'll be waiting. If you need help, just let me know."

Jiang Huaijing came here today because he heard about this matter, but he was not sure whether it was true or not, so he wanted to confirm it.

If water-grained paper can really be produced, it will definitely be a great blessing.

He looked at Sang Yian, who was already walking towards another wooden box, with expectation in his eyes.

When the fans in the live broadcast room heard that the water-grained paper had arrived, they hurriedly notified their uncles, aunts, grandparents, and grandparents.

You know, when the small supermarket came out of nowhere, how many people came to the small supermarket from thousands of miles away for a piece of water-grained paper, but they only got the news that the water-grained paper was waiting to be restocked.

Now, seeing this big box, how can those people sit still?

There are more and more people in the live broadcast room. Just a circle of calls came in, plus Jiang Huaijing notified Zhao Xuhuai, good guys, that is equivalent to notifying the entire calligraphy association.

Watermark paper is back, and they must be there!

No matter they are retired grandpas and grandmas, or office workers, those who book plane tickets book plane tickets, those who book high-speed rail tickets book high-speed rail tickets, everyone has the same goal, they must go to the small supermarket tomorrow!

This time, we must not let others get there first!

[The boss really understands the hearts of us calligraphy and painting enthusiasts, remember the watermark paper promised to us! ]

[I never watch live broadcasts, but I came here for watermark paper. ]

[Grandpa dreamed of having watermark paper, and as his granddaughter, we must make his wish come true! 】

Of course, there are still more people who don’t know what watermark paper is. At this time, some new and older fans began to explain it to everyone.

Fans said that they learned a lot.

Beibei and Su Aiai began to count the watermark paper, and over there, Sang Yian had already opened the second wooden box.

It was still a box of paper.

Sang Yian picked up one and said, "It looks like these should be the four treasures of the study. If you find it boring, don't force yourself to continue reading."

【Not boring! How could it be boring? Who knows the joy of opening a blind box! 】

【Hahaha, it is indeed a blind box! Before the wooden box is opened, no one knows what is inside! 】

【Yes, yes, it looks like this is another box of water-grained paper. The calligraphy and painting enthusiasts in the group don't have to worry, the boss has enough of this stuff! 】

Jiang Huaijing pointed the phone camera at the wooden box, glanced at the barrage, and then looked at Sang Yian, whose expression did not change at all, "Your fans think this is water-grained paper."

Sang Yian raised his head, a close-up, and his bright eyes instantly saw into everyone's heart.

"Explain, this is not water-grained paper." This is Chengxintang paper, Sang Yian didn't finish his words.

She didn't really want to put this on the shelf. Chengxintang paper is extremely precious. Even in ancient times, the price was extremely expensive.

If this really circulated, the supply would definitely not be able to meet the demand.

This box of Chengxintang paper is comparable to a box of gold.

Sang Yian didn't want to put it on the shelves before he got the manufacturing process.

However, there were many talented people in the live broadcast room.

Tang Guoxuan opened his high-end account and posted a message, [This should be Chengxintang paper, right? ]

[Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Chengxintang paper has long been extinct. Even in ancient times, it was hard to find a piece of paper, let alone modern times! ]

[That's right, Chengxintang paper was the favorite paper of Li Yu, the last emperor of the Southern Tang Dynasty. This was a tribute. Although there were imitations later, the quality was thin and brittle, not as thick and tough as the original paper. So, this is definitely not Chengxintang paper! ]

Tang Guoxuan is a great connoisseur. If he doesn't have this kind of vision, what kind of antique appreciation business is he doing?

[This is definitely Chengxintang paper! ]

Tang Guoxuan has already started arguing with his fans in the live broadcast room.

Jiang Huaijing motioned Sang Yian to look at the barrage, and Sang Yian stood up helplessly, "There is nothing to argue about, this is indeed Chengxintang paper."

[Tang Guoxuan v: Nephew, you must leave me 10 sheets, for the sake of my decades of friendship with your master, you must leave me some! ]

[Zhao Xuhuai v: Little disciple, there is no need to leave any, there is no need to leave any. The relationship between the master and him is very plastic. You can just sell the share you prepared for him to me, the master. I can see at a glance that he doesn't really want to buy it! ]

[Tang Guoxuan v: Get lost! You are not sincere in buying it. I am in Europe and cannot go back tomorrow! 】

【Zhao Xuhuai V: Oh, then you are not destined to have Chengxintang paper. 】

Tang Guoxuan saw this, and the two of them quarreled directly on the bullet screen.

Fans who knew the fame of these two people immediately shut up. The quarrel between the big guys was not something that mortals like them could participate in.

Of course, there are also black fans who think that all this is just hype, all for attracting traffic, diverting traffic to the small supermarket, and attracting customers to the small supermarket.