If Li Qingquan had heard this at first glance, I would have thought that even my decades of experience could not go further. You have to have a way unless the sun comes out from the west. Now it is different. The problem of old skin dry skin that troubles those masters of tanning will be solved by Chen Wanrong. Maybe he really has a way to make better leather. He asked with great interest: "Oh, Wanrong, do you really have a way? What is the solution? Tell me quickly."

Having good things may not necessarily sell them at a good price. Why? Because I didn’t get the opportunity. I took advantage of Li Qingquan’s request for sales, which was a good opportunity.

Touching his belly, Li Qingquan said a few times, and then added: "If it is really effective, I will not treat you badly." He started to seduce the little white rabbit with carrots again.

Chen Wanrong knew his feelings and smiled slightly: "Mr. Li, is it effective? Don't speak loudly. Only by speaking with facts can you be convinced. You will know when you go back and try it. If you don't believe it, you can try it with a useless skin."

Li Qingquan smiled so hard that his eyes were only a small gap, and the kind smile on his face was folded layer by layer: "Wanrong, how could I not believe it? Look at what you said. I will definitely try, I will definitely try. Wanrong, what good baby is it?"

Chen Zairong reacted very quickly. He knew that Chen Wanrong was selling tanning agents. He walked to the wall and came back with the bucket and put them in front of Li Qingquan. Chen Wanrong admired his cleverness very much and pointed to the wooden bucket and introduced: "Mr. Li, this is the tanning agent I have prepared."

"Chen's Chemical? What is that?" Li Qingquan was more interested in the fresh term chemical industry, frowned and asked in confusion.

Before Chen Wanrong could speak, Chen Houshi stole the conversation: "Boss Li, Chen is our surname. Who said that this treasure was made by our Wanrong? Chemical engineering is a better way to tan the skin, which is better than the method you use now!"

When he thought of Chen Wanrong's long face today, Li Qingquan, a rich man with a higher eyes than the top, begged him in a low voice. When he remembered the past when Li Qingquan pressed the barrel price, he couldn't help but feel proud. He was in a good mood, straightened his chest, raised his head, and was full of energy, as if he was ten years younger.

I really didn't expect that Chen Zhongshi would see the opportunity so quickly and did different ways to promote it. Chen Wanrong admired him for his cleverness in explaining chemical engineering. He followed his words and said: "Yes, chemical engineering is a very good method that can transform seemingly unrelated things into something else. For example, you use chemical methods to make tanne."

Li Qingquan understood a little and said a few times: "I use chemical methods? This is a nice and interesting statement." He lifted the lid, looked into the bucket, twitched his nose a few times, and asked, "How come he smells of alum? Wanrong, can alum still tannate leather? I really didn't expect it."

His nose was not ordinary, but very smart. He even made a distinction. Chen Laoshi was a little anxious and hurriedly covered it up: "Boss Li, no matter what it is made, as long as it is made, it will be done."

No one can say that this is unreasonable. Li Qingquan nodded: "Mr. Chen is right. As long as the things made are good, they are good things. Xiao Linzi, please move them to the car."

The young man Kobayashi responded, picked up the wooden barrel quickly and left the house.

"Mr. Li, this thing cannot be used just like this. You can add some water after you go back and add it to about 100 kilograms." Chen Wanrong is made of concentrated liquid, which needs to be diluted before use. The reason for adding concentrated liquid is that it is more convenient.

Li Qingquan stroked his belly and said with a smile: "I will do whatever Wanrong says. Then I will say goodbye."

"Wanrong, you'll send Boss Li to see him off." Chen Wangshi reminded him.

Li Qingquan smiled kindly and shook his hands: "Sister-in-law, what are you saying? It's all the villagers in the countryside. They don't see you when they look up, but they don't even see you when they look down. They don't even give you." Although he said this, he was really happy. If he had a status like himself and had a status in Luojiadian, no one would give you a gift.

Chen Wanrong responded and walked out the house side by side with Li Qingquan. Chen Laoshi, Chen Wangshi, and Chen Zairong followed behind them.

The whole family gave him away. This is the treatment that the rich man should enjoy. This situation is very good for Li Qingquan's temper. He couldn't help but caress his belly again, and the smile on his face became more and more friendly.

"Mr. Li, is the wastewater there useful?" Chen Wanrong began to prepare another plan.

"Wastewater? What's the use? If you don't eat pigs, you can only pour it." Li Qingquan answered casually. After answering, he realized that there must be a reason for Chen Wanrong to mention it for no reason. He immediately asked: "Wanrong, what are you asking?"

There is good things in the wastewater. Chen Wanrong is going to get them back and process them to make new products. He told the truth: "Mr. Li, I want to make something from your wastewater." Paper cannot cover the fire. He must know this sooner or later, so why not tell the truth.

Li Qingquan was a savvy man. He immediately changed his voice when he heard this: "Wanrong, this wastewater is of no use to me. If you want it, it's no big deal to give it to you. However, my cousin came to me yesterday, and he wanted it too. I agreed to give it to him. I'm really embarrassed. Otherwise, I'll discuss it with him to see if I can give you some points."

He wanted Chen Wanrong to make wastewater, but why couldn't he do it himself? Then he found such a document.

Chen Wanrong knew that he was a thief, and even the things in the pit were also property for him, let alone wastewater. He smiled and said, "Mr. Li, it's not that I boasted that I could make things from wastewater, but no one could do it except me. Even if there is a golden doll inside, it would be useless for you to hold it."

Li Qingquan also knew that wastewater was not only useless, but also had a hindrance. If someone helped him deal with it, it would be a great thing and he could not get it. But Chen Wanrong asked for it and thought that there must be a problem here. He is the kind of person who can't get up early without profit. If he wants to get some benefits, Chen Wanrong fulfilled his wish: "Mr. Li, if you give me the wastewater, I have tried it and it will be useful. We can discuss some things again."

Not only Li Qingquan will help you to lure the little white rabbit with carrots, but Chen Wanrong is also familiar with it.

Just waiting for this sentence, Li Qingquan's attitude changed immediately, and he smiled: "Wanrong, if you have to, I will tell my cousin when I go back and ask him to give it to you. Wanrong, when do you want it?"

"Mr. Li, I only want the oil and floating objects in the wastewater, and don't have anything else." Chen Wanrong finished speaking of the conditions and then asked: "It depends on when Mr. Li will talk about Tonggui's cousin."

Chen Wanrong's words were accumulating virtue, and he spoke very tactfully, but he did not lie to Li Qingquan. Li Qingquan's face was saved and he laughed: "Wanrong, I'll tell him this matter is definitely fine, you try it first. Come and get it tomorrow afternoon. I'll keep it for you."

Li Qingquan is stingy, but he still speaks well. He can try to take into account the past and future, leaving room for the future.

What makes Li Qingquan the most headache in the wastewater is the oil and floating objects. If it is poured out, it will pollute the land and smell very bad. Especially in the hot summer, it will be so odor that it is unbearable. It is a hundred times more odor than the pit that no one has cleaned in three months. As long as Chen Wanrong disposes these two things, Li Qingquan will save a lot of worries and deserves it very readily.

"Then I'll thank Mr. Li. I'll get it tomorrow." Chen Wanrong sent it to the side of the carriage. This was a beautiful carriage, tall and elegant, not inferior to Mr. Zheng's carriage that Chen Wanrong had seen. The horse pulling the carriage was a yellow-fat horse, fat and strong, and extremely majestic.

Xiao Linzi reached out to grab Li Qingquan on the shaft of the car. Li Qingquan got into the car, got into the car, lifted up the curtains, and waved at Chen Wanrong and the others: "Go back, go back." Xiao Linzi waved his whip, and the yellow-fat horse neighed, and moved forward.

"Go away!" Chen Laoshi's family said goodbye unevenly.

The carriage was moving very quickly, and it disappeared from sight in a short while. Chen Wanrong handed the money to Chen Wang: "Mom, give it to me."

Before Chen Wangshi could answer, Chen Laoshi took it over, held it tightly in his hand, trembling slightly.
Chapter completed!