Li Xiaofan had already seen the change in the white hair on his father's head when his mother was very excited.
Although the original white hair on the head does not have that immediate effect, you can clearly see that the white hair is slowly turning black.
Seeing this scene, Li Xiaofan did not continue to struggle and decided to see the effect in the afternoon.
After a brief wash, I went to the field with my hoe to check on the radish and cucumber seedlings. I also took a look at the bamboo cage I put in yesterday to see if I had caught any tits.
After arriving in the field, Li Xiaofan looked delighted when he saw the radish and cucumber seedlings growing green, and then walked to the edge of the field where the bamboo cages were placed to catch tits.
Before he reached the scene, he heard the chirping of tits.
After arriving at the scene, I saw that there were more than ten chickadees caught in each of the three bamboo cages I had placed yesterday. I took the bamboo cage back home and put more than thirty chickadees into one bamboo cage.
Although I am making money every day now, I only deliver 500 kilograms of goods a day and receive two yuan. Adding in the shipping fee of a few cents per kilogram, the net profit I can make is only a little over two thousand a day.
He checked on the Internet and consulted some people in the industry about house repairs. An ordinary two-story house costs more than 300,000 yuan, and it is also in a place with good transportation. Like his Daqingshan Village, it is narrow and steep.
The dirt road costs at least tens of thousands in freight.
He had eaten in restaurants before when he was studying outside. He knew that tits were easy to sell and the price was considerable, so he took the tits to the city to sell them to make money.
For him now, even if the fairy told him some information, the most important thing for him now is to make money and build a house.
More than an hour later, he rode his bicycle to the market. Because he was late, all the stalls in the market were occupied by people. He had just pushed the bicycle to a corner and was about to put it on the roadside for sale.
A pickup truck came.
Three people got out of the pickup truck. They walked up to him and told him that he was selling things on the road, so they carried his bamboo cage containing the tits into the pickup truck.
Li Xiaofan hurriedly chased after him and said: "Dear leaders, I have just arrived. I didn't know that stalls cannot be set up here. Please be accommodating. I will leave right away."
At this time, a middle-aged man who had never done anything before, who looked to be in his early forties at most, with all the hair on his head said seriously: "If you violate the market management regulations, you should be punished."
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he asked someone to drive the pickup truck away from the scene and returned to the office of the market management office.
Li Xiaofan didn't want the tits he had worked so hard to capture to be taken away by them, and he followed them on his bicycle to the office of the market management office.
"Boss, please be accommodating. It's not easy for us farmers in the countryside to make money."
Li Xiaofan said.
The middle-aged man looked at him seriously. At this moment, his cell phone rang and a call was answered.
Just after the call was answered, the middle-aged man looked surprised and said, "You mean you found a hair dyeing shop with good hair dyeing skills?"
When the other party responded, the middle-aged man's expression of surprise suddenly disappeared: "Okay! Please help me find out more. I am only in my early forties and have been with several people, and they all say that I have white hair."
Already."
The middle-aged man chatted with the other end of the phone for a few more words before hanging up.
Li Xiaofan, who was present, knew that the middle-aged man was distressed by his white hair. The effect of his father washing his hair in the courtyard in the morning with white hair appeared in front of his eyes. At this time, he said: "Boss, my grandfather studied Chinese medicine before. There is a
If the leader believes in the folk remedy that can cure white hair, I will prepare the potion for him."
The leader is Wei Ming, the captain of the marketing management team.
Wei Ming heard what he said and looked at it carefully, but his face was still full of doubts.
At this time, Li Xiaofan saw his doubts, turned on the fluoroscopic medical skills, and saw some other problems on his body, and immediately said: "Boss, if I am right, you have been very angry recently, your throat is dry and itchy, and every day
I urinate frequently at night.”
After hearing what Li Xiaofan said, Wei Ming, who was originally full of doubts, suddenly widened his eyes: "How do you know?"
"Boss, when I was free from farming at home, I also learned some Chinese medicine from my grandfather, so I just saw your look on your face and said it. If what you said is wrong, please don't take it to heart."
When Wei Ming heard his answer, his face was full of surprise: "Little brother, you are so amazing. This Chinese medicine doctor is really good at seeing, hearing, and asking. What you just said is not generally correct. It is 100% correct. It's like seeing it with your own eyes."
I’ve seen the same thing.”
After some praise, Wei Ming said again: "Little brother, you just mentioned the prescription that can turn white hair into black. Is it difficult to get it?"
"It's not difficult. You can find it in pharmacies. It can be mixed immediately and you can use it immediately to see the effect."
Wei Ming nodded repeatedly: "Thank you for your hard work, little brother, please help me."
Li Xiaofan heard what he meant at this time, went to a pharmacy opposite, found some common heat-clearing and detoxifying herbs, mixed them with Ping'an Yuli's spiritual spring, and returned to the market management team.
Under his guidance, Wei Ming took the potion and smeared it on his head. Then he began to feel anxious and secretly muttered: "Can this potion really make my white hair black?"
Li Xiaofan saw the uneasy look on his face, and then saw the change in the white hair on his head that had begun to turn black, and said: "Boss, now you can take a look in the mirror and see if the white hair on your head has turned black.
It’s starting to get darker slowly.”
Hearing Li Xiaofan say that his white hair had begun to turn black, Wei Ming nodded silently, walked to the mirror, breathed a long sigh of relief, and picked up the mirror on the table with trembling hands.
When he slowly turned the mirror to his white hair, his hands were trembling even more than when he had just held the mirror, his eyes were wide open, and he said excitedly: "Little brother, my white hair is starting to turn black.
, turned black.”
Li Xiaofan nodded silently: "Leader, because the potion has just come into contact, all of your white hair cannot turn black immediately. It will take some time for the effect of the medicine to spread, and it should be mostly black by tomorrow."
Wei Ming nodded repeatedly, looking at his darkening hair with a look of excitement and joy. He put down the mirror in his hand and shook hands with Li Xiaofan warmly: "Little brother! You are a miracle doctor and my elder sister, Wei Ming."
My benefactor!"
"Thank you for the compliment, leader. I wonder if my tits can be accommodating now?"
Li Xiaofan talked about tits.
"Yes, I can be accommodating. There was no confiscation in the first place. It's not easy for you country people to farm. You have to go all the way to the city to sell them. It's quite hard. I'm just going to talk to you verbally."
Tell me, take my note and go get the tits!"
At this time, Li Xiaofan took the note from Wei Ming. After hearing what he just said, he secretly muttered: "If you can understand the difficulties of country people, the medicine I prepared for you will not be in vain."
Just when he was about to leave the office with the note to get the tits, Wei Ming chased him out again.
"Little brother, this is my phone number. Leave me your phone number and name. Is there anything I need your help in the future?"
Wei Ming handed Li Xiaofan his own note with his phone number written on it.
At this time, he took the name and phone number written by Li Xiaofan, and said with gratitude: "Brother Zhang Xiaomao, okay, I have made a commitment to you as my friend. If you encounter any difficulties when you come to the city to sell or buy in the future,