Li Wenjing???
That kind of talisman?
What kind of talisman is it?
Please forgive her limited imagination, she really can't think of what it is!
"Can you explain more clearly what kind of talisman paper is that?"
Zhuge Zhen looked at Li Wenjing helplessly, and gave him an expression that said, "You little kid, you don't understand."
"Let me ask you, I call her old lady, how old do you say she is?"
Li Wenjing: "Seventy or eighty?"
Zhuge Zhen touched his nose and said, "Not that old, just around sixty years old!"
"So what kind of talisman does she want?"
"It's the kind of talisman paper that can restore youth when applied. How about it, Master Li? Do you have any?"
Li Wenjing looked at Zhuge Zhen as if he were a fool: "Do you think my talisman paper is omnipotent? Or do you think I am really a god?"
Zhuge Zhen scratched his head a bit embarrassedly: "Well...well...Master Li, could you give me a detailed list of what kind of talismans you can draw, and also indicate the price, so that it will be easier for me to sell it, right?"
Li Wenjing thought for a moment and said, "Brother Zhuge, I've decided not to sell talisman paper in large quantities anymore."
Upon hearing this, Zhuge Zhen jumped up and shouted louder: "Master Li, what did you say? You're quitting! Why are you quitting right after we just started?"
Li Wenjing didn't explain much to him: "If I'm not selling, I'm not buying. Be careful when you sell next time. Sell to people you know, but don't sell to strangers no matter how much they offer! As for the price, you decide it yourself!"
Li Wenjing felt that Zhuge Zhen was already high-profile enough and needed to be more low-key. It would be bad if someone really reported him.
If necessary, she won't sell a single one!
Zhuge Zhen quickly adjusted his mood. How could he not think of what Li Wenjing could think of?
"Okay, then don't sell it. Our wine is selling very well now anyway, so I don't need to sell it to outsiders. I can just sell it to my grandfather. He'll buy it all by himself!"
Li Shuhua's family didn't produce a lot of wine, so Zhuge Zhen's grandfather bought it all, and then distributed it to others. There was nothing wrong with this, and it had nothing to do with speculation.
You brew your own wine and drink it yourself, who can say anything?
The talisman paper could not be sold, so Zhuge Zhen felt disappointed for a while, but he soon cheered up and talked about the wine.
His grandfather has urged him many times. As a special and very filial grandson, he has to hurry up and do what his grandfather asked him to do!
After returning home, having dinner and lying on the kang to rest, Li Zhihua always felt that he had forgotten something.
Ten minutes later, he finally remembered what he had forgotten?
The two sons his father had with that woman are still in the mountains!
I don’t know whether those two people climbed out of the pit.
In fact, Li Zhihua had no objection to Li Wenjing and Li Yuandong at all. Teaching Li Baohua and Li Baofeng a lesson would scare them and save trouble.
But if the two of them were too harsh and someone died, it would not be worth it.
So, Li Yuandong, who had just been lying on the kang and wanted to play chess with Zhou Gong, was called up by his second uncle and asked to follow him up the mountain.
Li Yuandong: Second uncle, you are my real uncle, your eldest nephew just wants to take a nap.
Duke Zhou, Duke Zhou, please wait, we will meet again in the evening!
Li Wenjing, who was counting the wine, didn't know that his second uncle had taken his eldest brother to the mountain to finish up for them.
He was concentrating on counting the wine to see how much he could give to Zhuge Zhen.
Li Wenjing also admitted that Zhuge Zhen must be good at doing business.
It's just that the timing is not right now. After a few years, when the policies are relaxed, he will be able to make a fortune.
During this period of time, more than twenty people have ordered wine with Zhuge Zhending, and the minimum amount is 50 kilograms.
Li Wenjing looked at the wine in the space, then looked at the grapes in the space warehouse, and the grapes planted on the land, and the corners of her mouth twitched.
She really underestimated their growth rate.
She was also thinking that she should use less of the wine in her own space in the future and only use the wine brewed by her parents.
She is not the only one in this world who knows the mysterious arts. Isn't her grandmother one of them?
The poisonous insects have already appeared. Maybe there are other immortal cultivators in this world. It is better to be careful.
Not only for the safety of others, but also for the safety of your family.
The wine she brewed in the space, both in taste and in the spiritual energy it contained, was something that was not found in this world.
When you use grapes grown in space to make wine outside, it still contains spiritual energy and tastes very good.
Now that the quantity required by Zhuge Town is so large, we can no longer use spiritual spring water for brewing, even if it is diluted, it will not work. We have to use ordinary mountain spring water instead.
It would be bad if we were targeted by someone with ulterior motives. From now on, the wine brewed in the space will only be drunk by our family.
The wine given to Zhuge Zhen can be brewed with grapes from the space, but the water must be ordinary water.
In this way, the spiritual energy in the grapes can be diluted a little, leaving only a little taste and a little spiritual energy, which can kill other wines in seconds.
In the end, Li Wenjing gave all the wine in the backyard to Zhuge Zhen, leaving not a drop at home.
So much wine, more than 800 kilograms?
In this case, the only things left at home are rice wine and white wine, but it will take more than two months to recover.
The one that was given to Zhuge Zhen to taste before was put in the space by Li Wenjing for acceleration.
When Zhuge Zhen heard that it was only more than 800 kilograms, he felt a little regretful.
Not enough, not enough, really not enough!
Money, money, why did you fly away from me?
"Only 800 kilograms, too little. I have to raise the price. At least I have to use the money from selling 1,000 kilograms of wine with these 800 kilograms."
No one can let him earn less money, that's money!
Li Wenjing was still thinking about other things when she heard Zhuge Zhen say this to her.
She suddenly remembered: He is indeed a profiteer. Only he can come up with such an idea.
"Master Li, you should have a good rest. I'll be leaving now. I need to hurry back. I need to tell my grandfather to inform the people who ordered the wine that the production capacity is not good this year. It's 30 yuan per pound. Take it or leave it!"
Zhuge Zhen grunted and rode his bicycle towards home.
This time he returned home with a full load. After arriving home, he quickly put the leg of lamb in the kitchen and ran to the study on the second floor to call his grandfather.
You can see that Zhuge Zhen’s family has a telephone, so you can imagine their family background.
At that time, very few families had telephones installed at home.
Not only do you need money, you also need power. You can't lack either of them.
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