"Dongsheng, what are you doing? It's just some tea. Why are you dividing it? I've already given it all to you. Isn't that enough?"
As he said that, Xu Damao stood up, walked to the cabinet beside him, and took out a paper package from a drawer.
He walked back and placed the tea in front of Jia Dongsheng: "Here, the Longjing tea before the rain, I'll give it all to you. I won't keep a single cent. How about that? I'm being generous, right?"
"No, you worked so hard to get this, how can you give it all to me?"
Jia Dongsheng began to refuse with a reserved attitude: "Just give me half an ounce, and take the rest back quickly."
"Dongsheng, we are brothers, do we need to be so fussy?"
Jia Dongsheng’s refusal made Xu Damao even more afraid to take it back. This was something related to the happiness index. How could tea compare to it?
"Put it all away quickly! If I had known you liked tea so much, I would have gotten you more."
"But it's not too late now. I'll go to my father-in-law's in a couple of days and get some back from him. He has more than a pound anyway."
Well, Jia Dongsheng knew that he got it from a rich man, otherwise, with Xu Damao's level, he would not be able to afford to drink Longjing before the rain in this era.
"Let me take it all, is that okay?" Jia Dongsheng was still pretending to be reserved.
"Of course, we are brothers. It's just some tea. What's the big deal?"
In fact, Xu Damao's heart was bleeding. I just wanted to eat one of your ducks, so why did I lose more than a pound of good tea?
Nan Yi was dumbfounded watching from the side. He didn't understand why Xu Damao seemed to be asking Jia Dongsheng to accept the tea for no reason?
Then why don’t the three people here let him take some back?
Of course, Nan Yi knew his own limitations. Xu Damao had already given him face by treating him to a drink. If he wanted more, it would be a bit too much.
"Okay then. I'll take it."
As he spoke, Jia Dongsheng put all the tea leaves into his pocket and said, "Da Mao, how about I leave some for you next month?"
There were some unsaid words at the end, but Xu Damao understood it, and he was a little embarrassed!
The pills were good stuff, and he had used them himself, but he only bought them for ten yuan each, and sold them for twenty yuan each. Otherwise, his salary would not be enough to buy five pills.
As for Jia Dongsheng's previous suggestion that he sell the pills to the wealthy Mr. Lou, Xu Damao didn't do it at all.
Can this be done?
Son-in-law buys Viagra for father-in-law?
Thinking about it, Xu Damao couldn't help but shudder. If the rich man Lou knew that he was not capable, would he still marry his daughter to him?
Can Lou Xiao'e continue to live with him?
But this medicine is so good that Xu Damao really wants to take the maximum of ten pills every month.
Although he is not at home for more than half a month every month and is showing movies in the countryside, who says that this medicine is not necessary when showing movies in the countryside?
But who can I sell it to?
Jia Dongsheng saw Xu Damao's dilemma. At the same time, he had long understood that Xu Damao did not sell the medicine to the rich man Lou as he had said before.
Otherwise, Xu Damao would not buy only ten pills from him every month.
This situation made Jia Dongsheng speechless. People of this era just couldn't think that way. In later generations, if a son-in-law bought Viagra for his father-in-law, he would have too many excuses.
Just buy any health supplement and take it to nourish your body, isn't that enough? Why think so much about it?
If he could get through to Mr. Lou, the rich man, Jia Dongsheng knew that he would probably be able to sell hundreds or even thousands more pills of this medicine every month.
There was no way. The highest-ranking person he knew now was Li Huaide.
Although Li Huaide bought a lot from him every month, it was only about twenty or thirty.
The people that Li Huaide knew, or wanted to make friends with using pills, were of very high rank, but they were definitely not as wealthy as the wealthy Lou.
And what kind of people does Mr. Lou know?
As the saying goes, your level limits your circle.
Has the circle of Mr. Lou become simple?
"Hey, find a time to remind Xu Damao!"
As he was thinking this, suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind. Who said that only Xu Damao could help him sell the medicine to the rich man Lou? Couldn't Lou Xiao'e do it too?
"hiss....."
This idea is very bold. While drinking tea and chatting with Xu Damao and Nan Yi, Jia Dongsheng was still thinking about the feasibility of Lou Xiaoe helping him sell the pills to the rich man Lou.
By the time the tea party was over, the answer was already known.
Lou Xiao'e is more suitable than Xu Damao.
As long as we change the name of the pills to health-preserving medicine, we can ask Lou Xiao'e to help sell them to the rich man Lou.
etc.....
Something doesn't feel right.
Jia Dongsheng thought about it seriously and thought to himself, "How can you really think of yourself as a Viagra seller? I'm not just replacing pills with health supplements. I'm clearly selling health supplements."
That’s right, the pill is a tonic that replenishes the body’s energy, spirit, etc. It is not Viagra, but it is now being sold as Viagra.
"Alas, you are deceiving yourself and others."
On the way to Wenli's house, Jia Dongsheng was still thinking about this question in his mind: When did he start to think of himself as a Viagra seller?
He is clearly a Chinese medicine practitioner who specializes in health preservation and makes health-preserving pills, but even he thinks he is selling Viagra. Jia Dongsheng is a little speechless about himself.
"No, I can't let down the title of Viagra seller. I have to invent a traditional Chinese medicine Viagra. Only then can I be called a legitimate Viagra seller."
When he arrived at Wenli's house, Jia Dongsheng had made up his mind that since he was selling Viagra, he had to sell Viagra for real. This would benefit the general public and was not something to be ashamed of.
There are still people opening health product stores in later generations, and they don’t think it’s a big deal!
"Knock, knock, knock."
I knocked on the door and heard Wen Li's voice from inside: "Who is it?"
"Bang Geng, go open the door."
"I understand, teacher."
This house is not soundproof. Jia Dongsheng can hear everything at the door. This is the tube-shaped building from the 1960s.
The door opened, and Bang Geng saw that it was Jia Dongsheng outside and immediately said, "Second Uncle, you're here to pick me up."
Maybe Banggeng's voice was a little too loud, Wenli in the room heard it all: "Dongsheng is here."
"Well, Sister Wenli, I'm here to take over."
As he spoke, Jia Dongsheng patted Banggeng's head, then walked into the house and looked at Wenli and said, "Sister Wenli, Banggeng hasn't been naughty today, has he? If he doesn't behave, tell me and I'll take care of him."
Wen Li didn't think anything of what Jia Dongsheng said, but Bang Geng habitually covered his butt with his hands. There was no way, as the beating he had received was still fresh in his memory.
At the same time, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He was quite obedient today, and the teacher should have nothing to complain about.
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