After relying on the motherland, my supermarket has become more and more prosperous.

Facing Shen Yanzhi's dark face, Wang Dong didn't show any fear on his face. He raised his two hands and still had a playful smile on his face.

Seeing that Jiang Wanwan stopped what she was doing because of Shen Yanzhi's voice, he also reminded her.

"Boss Jiang, sprinkle it on me quickly, it's still bleeding! Don't worry, our boss will pay for it."

"You cut yourself, are you afraid of bleeding?" Shen Yanzhi said sarcastically.

Jiang Wanwan didn't delay any longer and quickly sprinkled Yunnan Baiyao powder on her bloody palm.

He continued to ask, "There are many ways to test the efficacy of drugs. Doesn't it hurt when you do this?"

"Don't worry, I know how to control my strength. This wound looks scary, but it's actually very shallow!"

After Wang Dong said this, he suddenly smiled slyly for some reason.

"Besides, this isn't just for testing the efficacy of the medicine. I can take this opportunity to rest for ten days or half a month."

Ugh, that's really asking for a beating!

Sure enough, Shen Yanzhi's originally relaxed expression turned even darker.

But at this time, Wang Dong didn't pay attention to his boss's expression, but was staring closely at the wound on his hand!

The long and thin wound on the palm of the hand gradually stopped bleeding after being sprinkled with Yunnan Baiyao powder.

Wang Dong could even feel that the pain in the wound was slowly subsiding.

Seeing that the wound was covered with medicine powder, Jiang Wanwan looked around, trying to find something to bandage the wound.

As for pulling at the hem of his own clothes? Forget it.

Unless Jiang Wanwan calls on 007 for help, she may not be able to pull it up by herself.

After all, the clothes she wore were made of the best materials.

At this time, a plain green handkerchief was handed to him, and the person who stretched out his hand was Shen Yanzhi with a stern face.

Seeing this, Jiang Wanwan smiled and handed Wang Dong's injured hand over.

She was still holding the medicine bottle in her hand, so these two should just go and bandage it themselves!

Seeing this, Shen Yanzhi did not refuse, but Wang Dong, the person involved, suddenly looked a little strange.

So, Jiang Wanwan twisted the bottle cap and could still see the clues between the two people.

Shen Yanzhi's bandaging movements were done with great care, and he would always use a little force without hesitation.

As for Wang Dong, he grimaced from time to time but refused to make a sound.

After the bandaging was completed, Wang Dong pulled his hand back as quickly as possible and breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Wanwan was also happy to see this. People who act impulsively should be taught a lesson.

Shen Yanzhi's expression had returned to its calm state, and he asked gently.

"How do you feel now?"

Hearing this, Wang Dong stopped playing tricks and said after carefully feeling it.

"The pain has subsided a lot, and the wound has stopped bleeding. In terms of stopping bleeding and pain alone, it's better than most wound medicines."

After Wang Dong finished expressing his feelings, Jiang Wanwan gave some instructions.

"Don't let the wound get wet. Remember to change the dressing every morning and evening. It will scab over in about two or three days."

As he spoke, he threw the medicine bottle in his hand to Wang Dong and spoke again.

"There's still quite a bit of medicine left in this bottle. Take it! Be careful not to drop the safety pin. It can heal serious injuries."

Thus, this topic comes to an end.

Jiang Wanwan continued and began to introduce the next product, a pistol and bullets.

Shen Yanzhi was somewhat interested in this hidden weapon-like thing, but not much.

After all, he is a martial arts master with great strength and does not have much use for things like hidden weapons.

Next, the three of them arrived in front of the last shelf.

Tao Te Ching, the most expensive and important cargo, is also the main purpose of Shen Yanzhi's visit this time.

After listening to Jiang Wanwan’s brief introduction.

Shen Yanzhi did not ask questions like the others, but lowered his head and thought silently.

Seeing this, Jiang Wanwan did not urge her, but waited quietly.

After a while, Shen Yanzhi looked up and spoke with a smile.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Boss Jiang. The things in your store are all rare and precious, and it's hard for me to choose."

"It is their blessing that these things can catch Mr. Shen's eye." Jiang Wanwan also responded in a literary manner.

By the way, is this Shen Yanzhi really a martial artist, rather than a scholar?

Why are you so particular about your actions and words?

Fortunately, Jiang Wanwan reads a lot of novels, otherwise the most she could reply is "Thank you for the compliment"!

"Then, Boss Jiang, please help me get a copy of the Tao Te Ching, 1 bottles of Yunnan Baiyao, 10 Tang swords, a pistol, 50 bullets, 1 night-shining pearls, 10 packs of instant noodles, 20 bottles of mineral water, and 500 steamed buns!"

As Shen Yanzhi started to speak, Wang Dong leaned in and whispered, "I want to eat buns!"

As a result, Shen Yanzhi didn't know whether it was intentional or not, but put Baozi at the end of the list, which made Wang Dong beside him very anxious.

Jiang Wanwan was naturally happy that the customer bought so many goods at once.

But at this moment, she had to remind him.

"Mr. Shen, I'm so sorry, I only have 57 packs of instant noodles left in my store, and the next batch won't arrive until tomorrow."

He only brought 300 packs in total, and Xie Yanshu had already bought 200 packs, so there weren't many left in the supermarket.

Shen Yan was startled, but didn't care and changed the subject.

"That's fine. Just give me 50 bags first, and come get the rest tomorrow."

Come pick it up tomorrow?

But even if we wait until tomorrow, we can’t come up with 450 packets of instant noodles at once!

Jiang Wanwan had no choice but to ask indirectly.

"Excuse me, Mr. Shen, did you buy so many instant noodles for..."

Hearing this, Shen Yanzhi looked at Jiang Wanwan in surprise before answering.

"Boss Jiang's instant noodles are delicious and unique, and quite popular. Mr. Shen plans to buy more and sell them in inns across the country. Will Boss Jiang be unhappy?"

That's it!

There are quite a few Yuelai Inns under Shen Yanzhi's name, so 500 packets of instant noodles scattered everywhere are not considered a lot.

For Jiang Wanwan, as long as the goods in the supermarket are sold, she doesn’t care what the customers buy the goods for.

However, the supermarket has just started up, and she really cannot supply the quantity the other party wants at the moment.

"Mr. Shen spent money to buy so many things from me, how could I not be happy! It's just that the production process of instant noodles is complicated, and I can't produce too much in a short time!"

Only then did Shen Yanzhi understand why the other party asked so many questions.

So he asked, "How much goods can Miss Jiang produce at the moment?"

"There are only 50 packs today. How about I give you the remaining 450 packs over three days?" Jiang Wanwan asked after thinking it over.

Bring 300 bags every day, give half to Shen Yanzhi, and keep the other half to sell separately. That should be enough, right?

"Okay!" Shen Yanzhi nodded easily in agreement, and then smiled.

"I think the sales of instant noodles in the inn should be good. Miss Jiang, please stock up later. Mr. Shen will come to pick up the goods then!"

"Thank you very much, Mr. Shen, for taking care of your business!" Jiang Wanwan said politely.