Just when Song Che was having a heated transaction with the Dan people, the team was suddenly cut off by someone, and he heard an outrageous sentence:
"Get out of the way, who asked you to make a deal here!"
"It's Niu Er who's here..." the boatman whispered.
The people were forcibly stripped by three or two men with bare breasts and machetes on their waists. A big black man with a shaved head and as strong as an ox strode forward, pointed at Song Che and said: "The market price is bad." Pearls cost one hundred and twenty cents per catty, but you dare to accept one hundred cents, are you breaking the rules?"
Song Che sneered and asked, "Who made the rules? You made them?"
Niu Er said solemnly: "This has been the rules of Meizizhou since the beginning of pearl fishing!"
Song Che stood up and dusted off his clothes, and said to the villagers: "Fellow fellow villagers, if you ask me, you really have to be grateful to this Heisi... Okay! From now on, I will give you one hundred and fifty coins per catty. Acquisition of bad pearls!”
"Great!" The people cheered.
"No!" Niu Erhe said: "One hundred and fifty yuan has driven up the market price and broken the rules!"
Song Che raised his eyebrows, "What about my 120 yuan collection?"
Niu Er glared and said, "No way! Someone has already reserved the pearls in Meizizhou. You have broken the rules since you landed on this island!"
What a bully indeed!
Faced with such power, no one among the people remained silent.
"If you don't spit out the pearls for me today, I will throw you into the sea to feed the fish!" Niu Er threatened, rolling up his sleeves.
"Wait a minute, let me show you something good." Song Che fiddled with it in his sleeves for a moment, then took out a sparkling gold ingot and asked, "What do you think this is?"
Niu Er rubbed his eyes. Most people have never seen such a big ingot of gold in their lives.
"You want to bribe me?" Niu Er asked.
Song Che shook his head, "No, no, no, I just want to tell you that I am very rich. I can use this ingot of gold to buy your life. Do you believe it?"
"you wanna die--"
"Who!" Song Che cut off Niu Er and shouted to the people: "If Niu Er's legs can be removed, these fifty taels of gold will belong to him."
Not to mention fifty taels of gold, even if it is fifty taels of silver, there are many perpetrators.
In this era, human life is really not worth much, not to mention Niu Er is still a bully that everyone hates, and the people are looking at him with cold eyes and are ready to take action.
Niu Er retreated timidly, gritted his teeth and cursed Song Che: "You have the guts, let's see!" He turned around and fled the beach in despair with a few of his minions.
"Have you seen this? As long as you unite together, you have nothing to fear, these kind of bully and cowards." Song Che sat down again and greeted: "Come on, come on, let's continue the acquisition. We were just chatting with him about the price. It’s still a hundred cents per catty…”
Song Che sat at the bow of the boat for nearly two hours, collecting about 400 kilograms of bad pearls and lowering the fishing boat.
"Sir, don't take it any further. If you take it any longer, I'm afraid I won't be able to move the oar anymore," the boatman advised.
Song Che saw that the situation was almost the same, so he stopped buying and took a boat back to the dock.
It took a lot of effort to move the pearls onto the carriage with the boatman. Song Che paid the boatman double the day's wages, drove the carriage to the medicine shop, took away a few medicinal herbs purchased earlier, and bought a few pairs by the way. Medicine grinder and pestle and mortar.
At this time, the sky was getting darker and darker.
After a busy day, Mrs. Song dragged her tired body back to the shop. The sun was setting, and the shadow was stretched very long.
At the door of the shop, two beauties were standing on tiptoes, stretching their necks, looking forward, back, left and right, like little wives waiting for their men to come home. When they saw the carriage, Shen Wenjun shouted: "Back, back!" "
The two lifted up their skirts and ran forward to greet him.
Seeing them eager to return to the sea like a fish, Song Che's fatigue was instantly wiped away.
"Are you tired after running around all day? Come into the store quickly, Yazhao is cooking in person!"
Although the store was empty after renovation, it had a completely new look. It would take three days for the new plaque to be delivered.
Zhou Yazhao's craftsmanship is really good. Song Che finished three bowls of rice before patting his belly and feeling satisfied.
After dinner, several people worked together to move the pearls and medicinal materials into the store.
"Xiaohuan, you go back to Zhou Mansion and fetch half a catty of milk from the kitchen. The others and I will take half a catty each of medicinal materials and pearls, grind them into powder with a stone pestle, the finer the better... Oh, by the way, you don’t need to grind the wolfberry.”
“Why don’t wolfberries need to be ground?”
"Because it's for me to drink!"
…
The next night, the sound of pounding medicine could be heard in the shop.
When everything was ground into fine powder, Xiaohuan returned to the shop holding half a jar of milk.
Song Che took a wooden basin, mixed the medicinal powder and pearl powder together, then added a little water, and kneaded it like dough. When it was kneaded into a ball, he added an appropriate amount of milk to dilute it, and then like beating eggs. Stir quickly…
The four women were squatting beside the basin, curiously watching Song Che's operation.
"This is getting more and more confusing. Although I know you will never do this for no reason, what is this?" Shen Wenjun still couldn't help but asked curiously.
Song Che smiled and said, "This is called a whitening mask."
"Face mask?" The girls looked at each other in confusion.
Song Che said: "Just put this paste on your face and wash it off after half a quarter of an hour. Your face will become white, tender and smooth."
"No, then don't... I feel sick to my stomach just looking at this thing, let alone smearing it on my face." Shen Wenjun took two steps back.
"The sea breeze blew yesterday. Didn't you complain that you got a lot of tan? Apply it and it will be effective immediately and restore your youthful beauty." Song Che picked up the paste with chopsticks and waved it in front of Shen Wenjun: "Auntie can't speak. I can’t tell my true feelings, so the first person to try this is Miss Shen.”
Shen Wenjun held his face and shook his head reluctantly, "Well... don't do it!"
Song Che said: "It won't work if you act coquettishly. Go wash your face quickly and don't wait for the paste to dry up and lose its effectiveness."
Although she resisted, she finally washed her face, put up her hair in a bun, closed her eyes and said, "I'm warning you, if you apply this thing and your face becomes bad, I will hang myself, and you will have to die for your love!" "
"Don't worry, Ms. Shen, this facial mask is made of pure natural Chinese herbal medicine, and it is harmless." Song Che divided the paste into five places and dotted it on Shen Wenjun's face, then used the strips to tie them up one by one, and asked: " How does it feel? Is there a burning sensation?"
Shen Wenjun said: "It's cool and quite comfortable..."
Song Che spread the mask evenly and said, "You can calm down for a quarter of an hour. Then wash it off when the time is up. I guarantee you will look brand new."
Etc., etc.
"Isn't quarter hour up yet?"
"My eldest lady, only half an hour has passed."
"But I feel that the paste is a little dry, as if it is shrinking."
"That's because the medicine is stimulating your pores and cleaning the dirt on your face..."
In fact, Song Che didn't know how the facial mask worked. The formula was a screenshot he had taken from a short video. It said it was whitening, moisturizing, nourishing, removing acne, anti-aging... I don't know whether it was true or not.
A quarter of an hour, fleeting.
Xiaohuan brought some water to wash Shen Wenjun, while Xiaotong waited aside with a bronze mirror in hand.
After Shen Wenjun washed off the mask, he picked up the bronze mirror and looked around. After a while, he raised his head in surprise: "It seems... it's really whitened and smooth."
Song Che grabbed her cheek and said with a smile, "And it's still wet."
"Boss Zhou!" Shen Wenjun hugged Zhou Yazhao's waist, "We... want to make a fortune!"
