Chapter 150: Not
Enough Goods Facing Shen Yanzhi's dark face, Wang Dong showed no fear, he raised his hands, still smiling.
Seeing Jiang Wanwan stopped what he was doing because of Shen Yanzhi's voice, he reminded her.
"Boss Jiang, sprinkle it on me quickly, it's still bleeding! Don't worry, our boss will pay."
"You cut yourself, are you afraid of bleeding?" Shen Yanzhi said sarcastically.
Jiang Wanwan didn't delay any longer, and quickly sprinkled Yunnan Baiyao powder on the bloody palm.
He was still asking, "There are many ways to test the efficacy of drugs. Doesn't it hurt when you do this?"
"Don't worry, I know how to use my own strength. This wound looks scary, but it's actually very shallow!"
After Wang Dong said this, he suddenly smiled.
"Besides, this is not just for testing the efficacy of drugs. I can take this opportunity to rest for ten days or half a month."
Uh, this is really asking for a beating!
Sure enough, Shen Yanzhi's originally relaxed face turned darker.
At this time, Wang Dong didn't pay attention to Dongjia's face, but stared at the wound on his hand carefully!
The thin wound on the palm of his hand was sprinkled with Yunnan Baiyao powder, and then it gradually stopped bleeding.
Wang Dong could even feel that the pain in the wound was slowly weakening.
Seeing the wound covered with medicine powder, Jiang Wanwan looked around, trying to find something to tie up the wound.
As for pulling her own clothes? Forget it.
Unless Jiang Wanwan calls 007 for help, she may not be able to pull it by herself.
After all, the clothes she was wearing were made of the best materials.
At this time, a plain blue handkerchief was handed to her, and the person who stretched out his hand was Shen Yanzhi with a stern face.
Seeing this, Jiang Wanwan smiled and handed Wang Dong's injured hand to her.
She still had the medicine bottle in her hand, so the two of them should bandage it themselves!
Shen Yanzhi did not refuse when he saw this, but Wang Dong, as the person involved, suddenly looked a little strange.
So, Jiang Wanwan twisted the bottle cap and could still see the clues between the two.
Shen Yanzhi's bandaging movements were light and heavy, and he would always use a little bit of force.
As for Wang Dong, he grimaced from time to time, but he refused to make a sound.
After the bandaging was completed, Wang Dong withdrew his hand as quickly as possible and breathed a long sigh of relief.
Jiang Wanwan was also amused to see this. The impulsive people should be taught a lesson.
Shen Yanzhi's face at this moment had returned to its calmness, and he asked gently.
"How do you feel now?"
Hearing this, Wang Dong stopped playing weird and said after carefully feeling it.
"The pain has weakened a lot, and the wound has stopped bleeding. Just in terms of stopping bleeding and relieving pain, it has surpassed most of the golden sore medicines."
After Wang Dong finished talking about his feelings, Jiang Wanwan spoke and gave instructions.
"Don't let the wound get wet. Remember to change the bandage every morning and evening. It will scab over in about two or three days."
After saying that, he threw the medicine bottle in his hand to Wang Dong and spoke again.
"There is still a lot of medicine left in this bottle. Take it! Be careful not to drop the safety inside. It can cure serious injuries."
In this way, this topic came to an end.
Jiang Wanwan continued and began to introduce the next product, pistols and bullets.
Shen Yanzhi was somewhat interested in this hidden weapon-like thing, but not much.
After all, he himself is a martial arts master with great strength, and he doesn't really need hidden weapons.
Next, the three of them came to the last shelf.
Tao Te Ching, the most expensive and important cargo, is also the main purpose of Shen Yanzhi's visit this time.
After listening to Jiang Wanwan's brief introduction.
Shen Yanzhi did not ask questions like the others, but lowered his head in deep thought.
Seeing this, Jiang Wanwan did not urge him, but waited quietly.
After a while, Shen Yanzhi raised his head and said with a smile.
"Sorry to have kept Mr. Jiang waiting for a long time. The things in your store are really rare treasures, which made it difficult for me to choose."
"It is a blessing for them to catch the eyes of Mr. Shen." Jiang Wanwan also replied in a literary way.
By the way, is this Shen Yanzhi really a martial artist, rather than a literati?
Why is he so particular about his actions and words?
Fortunately, Jiang Wanwan reads a lot of novels, otherwise he could only reply with "thank you for the compliment" at most!
"Then please, Mr. Jiang, help me get 1 copy of Tao Te Ching, 10 bottles of Yunnan Baiyao, 50 Tang swords, 1 pistol, 10 bullets, 20 night pearls, 500 packs of instant noodles, 20 bottles of mineral water, and 20 buns!"
When Shen Yanzhi just opened his mouth, Wang Dong came close and whispered, "I want to eat buns!"
As a result, Shen Yanzhi didn't know if it was intentional, but put the buns at the end of the list, which made Wang Dong beside him anxious.
Jiang Wanwan was naturally happy that the customer bought so many goods at once.
But at this moment, she had to remind him.
"Mr. Shen, I'm really sorry, there are only 57 packs of instant noodles left in my store, and the next batch will arrive tomorrow." He
only brought 300 packs in total, and Xie Yanshu bought 200 packs before. There are not many stocks left in the supermarket.
Shen Yanzhi was stunned, but he didn't care at all, and changed the subject directly.
"It's okay, then give me 50 packs first, and come to get the rest tomorrow."
Come to get it tomorrow?
But even if I wait until tomorrow, I can't get 450 packs of instant noodles at once!
Jiang Wanwan was helpless and could only ask indirectly.
"Excuse me, Mr. Shen bought so many instant noodles, is it for..."
Hearing this, Shen Yanzhi looked at Jiang Wanwan in surprise before answering.
"Boss Jiang's instant noodles are delicious and unique, and are quite popular. Mr. Shen plans to buy more and sell them in inns all over the country. Boss Jiang won't be unhappy, right?"
So that's it!
Shen Yanzhi has quite a few Yuelai inns under his name, and 500 packs of instant noodles scattered everywhere are not considered a lot.
For Jiang Wanwan, as long as the goods in the supermarket are sold, she doesn't care what the customers buy the goods for.
But now that the supermarket has just started, she really can't supply the quantity the other party wants for the time being.
"Mr. Shen spends money to buy so many things from me, how can I not be happy! But the process of making instant noodles is complicated, and I can't get too much in a short time!"
Shen Yanzhi finally understood why the other party asked so many questions.
So he asked, "How much can Miss Jiang take out now?"
"Only 50 bags today. How about giving you the remaining 450 bags in three days?" Jiang Wanwan asked after calculating.
Bring 300 bags every day, give half to Shen Yanzhi, and keep the other half for sale. Should that be enough?
"Okay!" Shen Yanzhi nodded easily and agreed, and then smiled.
"I think the sales of instant noodles in the inn should not be bad. Miss Jiang, please stock up in the future. Shen will come to pick up the goods next time!"
"Thank you very much for taking care of the business, Mr. Shen!" Jiang Wanwan also said politely.