: Eight hundred and twenty-eight percent poor

: Eight hundred and twenty-eight percent poor

Shen Jiao asked curiously, "Why did the two of them quarrel? It looked like they were alone a few years ago!"

Han Qili sighed: "It's not because of the numbness, the two have been studying for more than a year, and they have no clue, and their savings have been spent. My family Ayue wanted to give up, but Mr. Dong disagreed. The opinions of the two If you don't agree, this will start a riot. If you like Lewen Novel, go to www.LWXS520.COM"

Actually, Han Qili didn't tell the truth. The reason why Guan Yue didn't want to continue his research was not because he didn't want to, but because he felt sorry for Han Qili and spent all his money on research.

But Han Qili knew that Guan Yue actually wanted to study Mafei Powder very much, but the financial embarrassment and the lack of success in the research made him waver for a while, and he was also concerned about the real existence of Mafei Powder. There is doubt.

Shen Jiao patted her forehead and was extremely annoyed, how could she forget about this?

Researching medical prescriptions requires a lot of energy and material resources, so research work is generally supported by the state, and private individuals really do not have the financial resources.

No matter how rich the old man and Guan Yue are, they can't stand such torment. No wonder the old man will spend all his savings over the years!

She should have given some money in the first place. For others, giving money is extremely difficult, but for her, money is really just a number. She really thinks too much.

I really don't know how the old man and Guan Yue managed to survive over the past year?

Thinking about it, it was only because of that love for ancient Chinese medicine and that kind of obsession that I was able to survive!

Otherwise, every day you watch the money you fill in with white flowers, but you don't even hit a splash, no one will be able to persevere!

And even if they can persevere, their family members will not necessarily support them. You can stop eating or drinking, but your family has to eat and drink, right? You need to spend money on everything.

Over the past year, the pressure of wanting to come to Han Qili is also very high, right?

"Don't worry Qi Li, you persuade Doctor Guan well, and I will persuade him from Master's side, so don't worry!" Shen Jiao said.

"Well, sister-in-law, talk to the old man and say that I don't object to him and Ah Yue studying Ma Fei Powder together. A Yue actually wants to study Ma Fei Powder." Han Qili said softly.

As long as it is what her husband likes to do, even if she sells her dowry, she will support her, and if Ma Fei San can really be researched, how many lives can be saved, she must support her husband for such a good thing Keep going, no matter how hard it is, keep going!

Shen Jiao comforted: "Don't worry Qi Li, the research work on Ma Fei San will not stop. I believe that Doctor Guan and Master will be able to restore the formula of Ma Fei San. We must have confidence!"

"I have always been confident that Ayue is so good, and Mr. Dong is also very good. If they can't study it, no one else can do it!" Han Qili is more confident than Shen Jiao because she has unconditional love for her husband. Trust and worship.

Outside the yard, Dong Fangzheng pricked up his ears and listened for a long time, but he didn't hear a single thing. He snorted dissatisfiedly, and shouted to Shen Jiaxing, "Get me something to eat for Lao Tzu, and the guests don't know when they come to the door to eat at the same time. It's really rude!"

In Shen Jiaxing's heart, the joy of reuniting his old friend after a long absence suddenly disappeared, he gave him an angry look, and went back to the house to get a plate of green fruit.

Dong Fangzheng glanced at the bright green fruit and asked, "What kind of thing is this? Can I eat it?"

"I love to eat or not!" Shen Jiaxing choked.

Dong Fangzheng immediately shut his mouth, took a salted fruit and took a bite, his eyes lit up, he devoured it and ate it, without chewing, one green fruit was gone, and after a while, a large plate of green fruit was wiped out just like that. .

Dong Fangzheng hiccupped contentedly, patted his chubby belly, and sighed, "Oh, you're full!"

Shen Jiaxing said in surprise: "Look at what you said, is it possible that there are still people who don't give you food?"

Dong Fangzheng had pantothenic acid in his eye sockets and sighed for a while. Thinking of the miserable two days, his heart was sour!

Life without money is hard!

Shen Jiao came out and happened to see Dong Fang eating green fruits. Looking at his unscrupulous eating appearance, not only was he a little sad, the old man was hungry.

"Master, I'll make leek dumplings for you tonight!" Shen Jiao said softly.

Dong Fangzheng glanced at his apprentice strangely, why is he so gentle all of a sudden? I have never taken the initiative to make leek dumplings for him before!

"Okay, put more minced meat and dried shrimps, don't use Erhe noodles, use all white noodles, and more."

Dong Fangzheng made the request unceremoniously. God is pitiful, but the old man has not eaten the chive dumplings made by his apprentice for some days!

Shen Jiaxing rolled his eyes and scolded, "Fuck you stinky bastard, when has our family ever made dumplings with Erhe noodles, Dong Xidan, don't mess around here!"

Dong Fangzheng patted his forehead: "Look at my memory, it's confusing, my little wife always gets me leek dumplings with Erhe noodles, and she forgot!"

Shen Jiao is sour again Guan Yue's salary is not low, Han Qili is also a lot, her master is a rich man, but because of the numbness, he can only eat Erhe Noodle dumplings, alas !

"I'll let you have a full meal tonight, I won't limit you anymore." Shen Jiao's smile became more amiable.

Dong Fangzheng glanced at her suspiciously. His apprentice was so good all of a sudden, why did he panic?

Who cares, eat it first, then ask the apprentice for money after eating, let this month pass by, and wait for the old man to slaughter a few officials.

The surnamed Guan actually said that Ma Fei San was made up. This illiterate fake foreign devil, he wanted to study it so that the eyes of this fake foreign devil would pop out!

"Master, how did you come back all the way? Who bought the ticket for you? What did you eat on the way?" Shen Jiao asked curiously.

Dong Fangzheng blushed, lowered his head in a guilty conscience, and said hesitantly, "How can you come back? Isn't it just a train ride!"

Poor to see, he was really penniless when he came out, and he was so poor that he couldn't even make a sound of the jingle, so he finally got into the station, but there are too many people who evade fares, and his goal of the old man is a bit. It was too big, and he was caught by the marshals before he had run two stops. In front of such an old passenger, his old face would be disgraced!

This matter is absolutely not allowed to be known to the apprentice, otherwise, what will he do with the prestige of his master?

Speaking of which, Dong Fangzheng has indeed suffered a bit in the past three days. First, he was caught out of fare evasion. The marshal asked him to make up the ticket. Where did he get the money? The marshal asked him to get off at the next stop. In the carriage, I randomly found an old lady with a bad face who was dressed like a dog. This kind of old lady is afraid of death and has a little money. It is best to cheat!

The second one!