In ten days, the company that Yan Murong invested in with technology has also been basically completed.

Some approval documents and related licenses were all won in less than two days under Su Qingwu's interference, and the company's office location was also found by Su Qingwu, and it was arranged on one of the floors of her Huayuan Group, and the name was tentatively named Huayuan Pharmaceutical. With the office location, Su Qingwu simply found a vacant factory under the company as a production workshop, and the production machines were quickly installed in place, and after a series of debugging, they could be put into use.

The prescription was confidential, so Yan Murong simply arranged Liang Sangui into the workshop, and the prescription was naturally put in his hands.

Liang Sangui instantly changed from a crippled beggar to the technical director of Huayuan Pharmaceutical. And Xiao Shunzi was also arranged by Yan Murong to enter the school - at his age, he shouldn't have begged on the street-

"Smack"

Teng Xiangling returned home, changed into and took off his shoes, and then took out a cylindrical thing as the thickness of a bicycle handlebar from his shoulder bag and threw it in front of Yan Murong.

"What is this?" Yan Murong looked at the three-no product in front of him with no trademark and no manual, and asked suspiciously.

"It's not just what you made up with that prescription, let's see." Teng Xiangling explained. "This thing, your genuine wife said that she was going to call it to saprophytic muscle san - vulgar, too vulgar, I think she has read too many novels."

"Saprophytic muscle powder?" Yan Murong was stunned and said with a smile. "Vulgarity is elegance, we don't rely on the name, we rely on its effect, the effect is good, and the natural reputation is good - if you inlay a lump of stool with gold, and then name it a gorgeous name, it is estimated that it has no other role than being fertilizer."

As he spoke, Yan Murong unscrewed the cap of the bottle and leaned his nose over to smell it.

"You're not a dog, you can smell anything." Teng Xiangling said funny.

"Who says you can't smell it?" Yan Murong didn't raise his head, but squeezed out a little bit from it and put it in his hand to look at it carefully.

"This—why is it pasty?" Yan Murong looked at the transparent paste-like object on his fingers and asked in surprise. "I'm making powder."

"Yes, what you made is indeed a medicinal powder." Teng Xiangling said. "But what we produce is the ointment."

"Why?" Yan Murong was even more puzzled. "The herbs in it are not bad, but the proportions don't seem to be right - in this case, the effect is not so obvious."

"Are you really stupid or fake stupid?" Teng Xiangling glanced at Yan Murong with idiotic eyes, pouted and said. "Of course, the ratio is wrong, but the effect of the medicine is not on the line - it is because it is diluted, so it is simply made into ointment."

"How does this work?" Yan Murong said anxiously. "Isn't that fooling people? Although there is no bone marrow of the unicorn lizard, the effect will not be too bad, and if you do this, it will take a month for something that can be effective in ten days to have an effect. ”

"You're so stupid." Teng Xiangling glanced at Yan Murong helplessly. "Since it has an effect, besides, there are so many scar removal products on the market, all of which are formulated with chemical agents, and our pure Chinese medicine is already good, besides, our products are much better than other products on the market - this thing can not only remove scars, but also have the effect of skin regeneration, and can also relieve itching, the most important thing is that it is not a simple drug."

"You can't eat this thing." Yan Murong explained-It's not a simple medicine, can you still sell it as food?

"Nonsense, of course I know I can't eat it." Teng Xiangling said with two willow eyebrows.

Isn't it quite good to see the temperament he showed when he contradicted Zheng Wuming? How can you be idiotic to this extent?

Of course, Yan Murong was not an idiot, but he didn't understand what Teng Xiangling meant by not just medicine for a while.

When he followed the old man to practice medicine in the mountains, the old man used this thing to stop the bleeding, and he didn't find any other use.

"Look, look at my face." Teng Xiangling brought her delicate cheeks without a trace of blemish to Yan Murong's eyes. "How? Did you find it? ”

"Did you put on makeup?" Yan Murong asked tentatively, thinking to himself, this woman is really a disaster for the country and the people, she is very beautiful from a distance, and when she looks closer, she is even more beautiful.

"Who asked you this?" Teng Xiangling said angrily. "Let's see, the skin is much whiter than before, and the elasticity of the skin is better than before - don't believe it."

Touch? Yan Murong was stunned by Teng Xiangling's words.

This kind of request is impossible for any man to refuse - although it is just to touch his face, but not everyone has the opportunity to touch Teng Xiangling's face, not to mention, she asked for it herself.

Shakespeare said, to touch, or not to touch, this is a question worth pondering.

"You let me touch it?" Yan Murong asked uncertainly.

"Yes, I'll let you touch it." Teng Xiangling nodded seriously.

"So- you're not going to put me in charge, are you?" Yan Murong was a little worried, when he was in the mountains, he often heard a sentence that said that a man's head and a woman's waist could not be recruited without marriage. And the same goes for a woman's face, if you touch someone's woman's face, you are responsible.

So, Teng Xiangling couldn't wait to knock this idiot to death with a high heel sole. What is the responsibility of touching your face? If you touch it, you won't get pregnant.

"Why do you talk so much nonsense?"

"Okay, I'll touch."

Seeing that Teng Xiangling had a tendency to get angry, Yan Murong immediately stretched out his hand and gently touched Teng Xiangling's cheek.

It's so slippery, Yan Murong couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He thought, this woman's face is so slippery all day long, so is it more slippery elsewhere? Yan Murong really wanted to touch somewhere else - but he was not invited to touch it, would it be considered a hooligan if he touched it?

"Did you find it?" Teng Xiang Lingjiao asked with a smile.

"Found it, it's really slippery, your skin is fine." Yan Murong said honestly - every woman in the family has asked you to touch your face, do you still want to be stingy with those words of praise or two?

Teng Xiangling felt that it was too hard to talk to this idiot.

"Idiot." Teng Xiangling straightened his waist and pointed at Yan Murong and shouted. "I know how my skin is, can I tell you about it - I mean to say that this thing is not just a medicine, it can also be used as a beauty product."

"Just say no." Yan Murong said aggrievedly, after being verbose for a long time, he asked me to touch you again, and thought that he wanted me to praise you, but after praising it, he was scolded as an idiot and died unjustly.

Looking at Yan Murong's aggrieved expression, Teng Xiangling felt a deep sense of helplessness in her heart, she really wanted to find a scalpel and pry Yan Murong's head open to see what was inside.

ps: This book has been signed, everyone can rest assured to collect, the reputation of the long night is notoriously good, it will not be broken, and it will not be a eunuch!