The word "appropriate amount" is very mysterious. There is no specific quantitative standard. How much is considered an "appropriate amount" must be clarified and cannot be sloppy.
Lin Shanya asked: "How much honey should be added?"
"There are no hard and fast rules. You can find someone to do a blending experiment, but in terms of color, I personally recommend using amber honey. The mixing ratio is about two to one, which is two units of beauty lotion.
For one unit of honey, the final product will be golden in color and look very classy." Ye Xingyu roughly expressed his opinion.
After listening to this, Lin Shanya quickly wrote it down in the blank space on the paper to prevent herself from forgetting. After all, this was expert advice!
But when she finished writing, she saw that her handwriting was really not up to par, incomparable to Ye Xingyu's.
Lin Shanya felt a pity that a good piece of original hard-pen calligraphy was completely ruined because she added a few words.
This piece of paper should be framed properly. Regardless of the content, just these words can be sold for money.
Lin Shanya took out her laptop and put it on the desk, and checked the materials recorded on the prescription one by one. She found that none of them were particularly rare and valuable. From this point of view, the cost of the materials should not be high.
The cost of refining is even lower. It only requires some extremely simple equipment to produce. To build an automated production line, it can cost up to several million.
In comparison, for the drugs produced by Changfeng before, each production line often costs tens of millions, and can reach more than hundreds of millions. Just recovering the cost will take a lot of time.
Lin Shanya held the paper and read it carefully from beginning to end. After her personal subjective preliminary estimate, she found that the total production cost of the beauty lotion was less than that of ordinary anti-inflammatory pills, which made her confidence increase a hundred times.
, he was full of energy and didn't feel sleepy at all. He sat directly in front of the computer and drafted various plans.
After Ye Xingyu chatted with her for a long time, he had nothing to do, so he was ready to ask Duke Zhou to interpret his dream.
But Lin Shanya's room only has one bed and no sofa set, so where will he sleep?
Ye Xingyu asked Lin Shanya, who was writing a plan enthusiastically, and her mind was full of various ideas for a better future. How could she care to talk to Ye Xingyu, so she casually replied: "Just sleep on the bed.
, but don’t snore, or I’ll put the slippers in your mouth!”
After receiving the highest order, Ye Xingyu didn't think much. After washing, he fell on the fragrant bed and quickly fell into sleep. His soul also began to cultivate himself.
Lin Shanya was busy until midnight, and finally couldn't stand it any longer. Her eyelids were fighting, and she was feeling sleepy. She closed the computer lid and didn't even have the energy to wash up, so she prepared to go to bed directly.
But when she arrived at the bedside, she found Ye Xingyu lying on it, and then she remembered what happened before.
It was her own personal instruction to let the other person sleep on the bed. It was totally unjustifiable to kick him out of bed now. This was like digging a hole to bury herself!
Lin Shanya was secretly angry, what should she do in this situation?
Waiting online? Quite urgent? But who cares about you in the middle of the night?
She was extremely sleepy, exhausted and yawning repeatedly, so she couldn't care less and just opened the quilt and jumped into bed.
Fortunately, the bed is wide enough so that one person can sleep on half of it and their bodies can't touch each other, so it doesn't feel like a big deal.
After living in the same room with Ye Xingyu for several days, Lin Shanya unknowingly let down her guard. She didn't feel rejected and uncomfortable as she did at first. At this time, she fell into sleep because of the strong sleepiness and lay down for less than a month.
Minutes later, he fell into a deep sleep.
The room fell into silence. Ye Xingyu didn't snore or make any noise. He didn't even move his body when sleeping. On the contrary, Lin Shanya occasionally heard the sound of grinding his teeth, like a creaking sound.
There are mice.
…
In the next few days, Lin Shanya was extremely busy. She not only had to take over as the chairman of the board and start managing Changfeng, but she also had to draw up plans and prepare for subsequent development. Even if she occasionally had some free time, she would go to chat with her grandfather and have no time at all.
Talk to Ye Xingyu.
Because she knew about the poison, every time she entered her grandfather's room, she stayed away from the bunch of flowers with the poison on them, for fear of being contaminated by that terrible thing.
Although Ye Xingyu said that the poison was not a virus, not contagious, and was usually in a dormant state, so she did not need to be nervous, Lin Shanya was still afraid. Every time she saw the bouquet of flowers, her scalp would go numb involuntarily, and she would stay away from them.
But out of curiosity, Lin Shanya still mustered up the courage to take a closer look at the voodoo on the petals, which looked like tiny white fluff. It was very common on grass and leaves, and most people wouldn't notice it at all.
These Gu looked like lifeless dead objects, motionless. If it weren't for Ye Xingyu's reminder, Lin Shanya would never have known that these were Gu.
Each tiny hair, barely visible to the naked eye, is actually a voodoo worm. There are at least hundreds of voodoo worms on any petal. The total number of voodoo worms in a whole bouquet of flowers adds up to tens of thousands.
The characteristic of Gu is that the same species can coexist and different species can devour each other. As long as they are of the same species, even if they are attached to the same petal, they will not fight with each other and will live in peace.
I don’t know how these microbial poisons were transferred to the old man’s body. Lin Shanya saw with her own eyes that the white hairs on the petals became less and less day by day. When all these white hairs disappeared, it was probably Li Zheng who sent flowers again.
time.
These days, Ye Xingyu's life is as ordinary as water. Apart from practicing boxing and playing chess with his father-in-law every day, he has nothing else to do. Instead, he visited the front, back, left, right, and surrounding areas of the Lin family's old house.
He is familiar with everyone in the house, including the servants.
The servants like this new uncle very much. He speaks politely and has a friendly smile. When he sees them busy, he often takes the initiative to help. He has no airs at all and communicates completely like a friend. There are not many masters like this.
See.
After completing the property transfer procedures, the other Lin family members have already left the old house and returned to their respective homes. Anyway, the family property has been divided, so there is not much point in them staying.
The old man's illness seems to be incurable, but he cannot die. Not many people are willing to spend time in the old house all the time. Is it possible to just hang around the hospital bed all day and do nothing?
It would be better to go outside and find some ways and connections so that if Changfeng really collapses, there would be a way out.
Although Lin Zewei lost his Changfeng shares, he got the Licheng Wanxiang College. The pressure was suddenly reduced, and he felt much more relaxed. He convened a high-level meeting very happily, transferred the position of chairman to Lin Shanya, and let