Chapter 60

"You child!" The aunt was anxious. "When you come to see us, we are very happy. What are you doing with so many things? Where did you buy them? Hurry back!"

Uncle Ye Zhengming was shocked when he saw it. He knew that these things were expensive.

He also hurriedly said: "Xiaochuan, listen to us, send these back. You still have to keep the money to marry a wife, this child, how can you spend money indiscriminately?"

"Uncle, aunt, now I have money!" Fang Chuan smiled. At the beginning, all the relatives regarded him as a plague god, and only the uncle's family helped him.

What is this little money?

When he was arrested in the beauty salon, the relative he said was dead. It was other relatives, and the uncle was not among them.

Of course, he was also unwilling to let his uncle and the others come over, seeing that he was caught by the police, he didn't want them to think that he had become a bad person.

After that, he was afraid of his uncle's misunderstanding, so he quickly said about his situation briefly.

Roughly speaking, he did a favor to the boss in the county town, and then learned some techniques. If they can afford it, he will start a factory with him.

After some remarks, Ye Zhengming and his wife did not insist on Fang Chuan's sending the things back. Hearing that Fang Chuan's future was better, they almost broke into tears.

"It's true that your parents are enlightened in the sky! If they know that you are so prosperous, they must be happy!" Ye Zhengming looked excited, happier than his second son was admitted to the university, "Come, have a drink with your uncle today. cup!"

"In this case, we will accept the gift this time." Auntie looked at the things on the table and said again: "But don't waste any more money next time. What is your name... entrepreneurship, yes, At the beginning of the business, every penny should not be spent randomly."

Fang Chuan smiled and said, "Auntie, don't worry, I have a lot of money now, and buying you things is not a waste of money!"

The aunt said for a while, and then went to the kitchen with things.

Fang Chuan talked about his intentions, Ye Zhengming listened, nodded, and said, "It turns out that Xiaochuan is going to build a planting base in our Fengqi Village. That's great! But..."

"But what?" Fang Chuan asked quickly.

Ye Zhengming sighed: "As you know, many people in our village live on this one-third of acre of land. When the farm is slack, they will not be able to make a lot of money when they go out to work. If they are planted for you, everyone will probably not have land. Planted."

"So it's like this!" Fang Chuan waved his hand quickly and said with a smile: "The places I want to plant are all on the mountain, and there is no need for farmland."

He pointed to the mountain on the opposite side of the hall: "Look at the orange trees on the mountain, a family can sell for two thousand per year? I'm afraid not. I can guarantee that just by renting the land, I can make every family more income every year. One to twenty thousand."

"Huh? Ten to twenty thousand?" Ye Zhengming was startled, his mouth trembled.

Fang Chuan smiled again: "Not only that, but I will also recruit people in the village to help with planting. The first monthly salary is 3,000, and the assessment is conducted every six months. After the assessment, the salary is increased once."

"Three thousand!" Ye Zhengming was so shocked that he didn't jump up, and looked at Fang Chuan, "Xiao Chuan, don't take this out and say it, it will be bad if it fails!"

Fang Chuan knew that his uncle was afraid of saying big things, so he waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, uncle, the town will greet the village committee when the time comes. The people in the town pack their votes. The people in the village should always believe it?"

Ye Zhengming looked up and down the river, nodded, and said: "Okay, okay..."

At this time, Fang Chuan took out two bottles of spiritual liquid that consolidate the essence of the yuan from his backpack—actually from the mustard space.

He handed it to his uncle and said with a smile: "This is one of the medicines we are going to make. I learned it from a strange person. You can try it first."

"Let me try?" Ye Zhengming looked at the vial, it was a turbid, light green liquid, and asked, "What's the effect?"

Fang Chuan smiled and said: "It is to enhance resistance, delay aging, and restore youthful vitality."

"Is there really this medicine?" Ye Zhengming's heart sank halfway when he heard it. He felt that his nephew was on a crooked road.

Hearing the effect he said, he knew, isn’t this a health care product advertisement that some scammers used to deceive the elderly in recent years?

He quickly sank his face and said seriously: "Xiaochuan, your uncle, I can't speak, but I only tell you, people should go the right way and don't get some crooked ways. Didn't your previous security guard be good?"

"Uncle!" Fang Chuan couldn't laugh or cry, and waved his hand quickly, "I'm not a liar, you try first, you'll know if you try."

"This delays aging and restores health. Can it be effective if you try it?" Ye Zhengming muttered in his heart, no matter if the medicine is wrong, in order to expose Fang Chuan's lies, let him go back to the right path, without hesitation, he sighed. I drank the spirit in the bottle.

With this drink, his face suddenly changed slightly, because there was a warmth in his stomach, and then his whole body became clever.

It feels as if his whole body has been filtered, and then something new grows out of him.

Of course, this is actually an illusion. It is his senescent cells that are replaced by new vitality cells.

"No, I have diarrhea!" Then, with a grunt in his stomach, he couldn't help but feel free to use it. He pointed to Fang Chuan: "Xiaochuan, wait, I'll tell you when I come back."

Then, he ran to the hut in a hurry. After about three minutes, he came out of the hut. Strange to say, he felt as if he was relaxed and warm.

However, he also felt that this was the cause of his diarrhea, so he didn't think too much, so he went back to the hall and wanted to talk to Fang Chuan.

"His uncle, what's the matter with you?" The aunt just came out to take a look, and saw that her husband was so handsome and ruddy, how even his gray hair had turned black, as if he was ten years younger.

Ye Zhengming touched his face, but he didn't feel right. His face was full of wrinkles before, but now he touched it, just like his skin more than ten years ago.

He was taken aback, before he had time to educate Fang Chuan, he ran to take a mirror.

With a bang, the glass mirror just broke him.

He ran over and looked at Fang Chuan. He did not speak for a long time, with a look of excitement on his face. After a while: "My baby, your medicine is really a magic medicine!"

"Haha, of course it's a magical medicine. The bosses in the city said yes!" Fang Chuan smiled, and handed another bottle of spiritual liquid to his aunt: "Aunt, you try too."

My eldest aunt was a woman, she was ten years younger when she saw her, so she drank it straight away.

After a trip to the cottage, her white hair was gone, her complexion was ruddy, and her skin regained its elasticity, just like her appearance in her thirties.

She looked in another mirror and came back, and she was so excited that she was about to cry: "My baby, you are an elixir or a spell!"

"This is the recipe that the strange man passed to me, and he still has some ability." Fang Chuan said quickly.

After a long time, they recovered. The uncle nodded and said: "It seems that what you said is true, and the uncle supports you. Baby, your medicine is so good!"