Peerless Little Immortal Doctor-Chapter 297: Awesome, My Bro!

"Hahaha! Xia Liu, don’t feel pressured, I was just speaking off the cuff."

Seeing Xia Liu remain silent, Li Zhong quickly laughed to defuse the awkward atmosphere.

"Uncle Zhong, you’re right, but I’m currently busy with the Eastern District and the industrial area, so I probably won’t have time for a wedding."

"I know all about your situation. If you do have a wedding, it would surely cause quite a stir, so try to keep it low-key."

As it stood in Hejing, many people knew about Xia Liu’s affairs.

Although there were some idle talks, it didn’t matter—if Xia Liu could develop the Eastern District and the industrial area.

Any rumors would eventually turn into admiration, even wanting to marry their daughters to this capable and promising young man.

"Mmhmm, I’ll take Uncle Zhong’s advice." Faced with such a reminder, Xia Liu had to nod in agreement.

Some things are better known just between ourselves; speaking them out loud makes it awkward.

"However, Xia Liu, you should consider Aunt Xu; she’s been so idle she’s nearly getting ill. In a few years I’ll also retire. If you and Qianqian have a child, then your aunt and I won’t be so gloomy every day."

It was that question again, and Xia Liu’s face was full of embarrassment.

He couldn’t possibly say that Li Qianqian couldn’t get pregnant now, could he?

"Don’t worry, Uncle Zhong, Qianqian and I will try our best."

With no other choice, Xia Liu could only play a game of words.

"Alright, you young people have your own ideas. I won’t insist, let’s go have a few drinks."

"Great! Let’s go drink!"

Afterward, Xia Liu joined Li Zhong at the Longyun Hotel to celebrate.

After settling things with Li Zhong, it was already the afternoon.

Faced with issues at the silk factory, Xia Liu drove back to the village.

As for matters like building a factory, of course, he should hand them over to Gu Yi.

What can I say, this might be my future father-in-law, so I definitely need to strengthen our relationship.

When Xia Liu returned to the packaging factory, Li Dazhuang and Gu Yi were observing the workers installing the last few machines.

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Seeing Xia Liu return, Li Dazhuang immediately greeted cheerfully, "Brother Xia Liu, come and take a look, once these machines are set up, we can package the Osmanthus Wine."

"Mm, I appreciate all your help during this time," Xia Liu said, patting Li Dazhuang on the shoulder.

"Hey, don’t mention it, Brother Xia Liu, it’s all part of the job. But once the Osmanthus Wine is packaged, how will we sell it?"

Li Dazhuang had long harbored this worry—the quality of Osmanthus Wine was there, but the brand hadn’t appreciated in value. Even if it hit the market, not many people would buy it.

"Hmm, Dazhuang is not wrong. I may not understand business, but suddenly introducing a new variety of alcohol surely won’t inspire confidence in buyers," Gu Yi added, expressing his concern.

He still didn’t know exactly what was going on between Xia Liu and his daughter, but their relationship was certainly not simple. Given that, it was better to be straightforward.

"Don’t worry about that, I’ve already asked two friends to help with advertising," Xia Liu had already considered this issue.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have entrusted the wine to Yang Tian and Huang Yilong.

With them promoting it in Liuhai City, by the time the wine becomes popular, the whole country will know that Osmanthus Village produces Osmanthus Wine.

By then, it won’t be a sales problem but a production problem."

"Brother Xia Liu, you’ve really thought of everything. Out of curiosity, which friends are these? Are they reliable?"

"Reliability is one issue, effectiveness is another," both Li Dazhuang and Gu Yi stated their concerns.

"Don’t worry, the two friends I asked are both second-generation rich kids from Liuhai City, their families can easily pull out tens or even hundreds of billions," Xia Liu waved off the concern.

"Wow! Impressive, my brother!"

"Gulp..."

Li Dazhuang and Gu Yi were both taken aback.

Liu Hai City’s second-generation rich kids live in what is considered the best city in the nation, known as the Demon City, only slightly less famous than Yanjing.

Having such friends shows just how strong Xia Liu’s capabilities are.

Xia Liu could see the surprise on their faces.

If they knew that Yang Tian and Huang Yilong had been scared to the point of pissing themselves, terrified of him until death, he wondered what they would think...

"So, sales will no longer be an issue now."

"That’s right, now we just need to maintain the quality of the Osmanthus Wine."

"This can be assuredly left to the elders, but Brother Xia Liu, I have a question. The bottles are 500 milliliters, how much will one bottle of wine cost?"

Li Dazhuang’s question happened to be the same as the one Gu Yi wanted to ask.

Previously, Gu Yi had the fortune to drink a couple of cups at Li Dazhuang’s house, and then he was hooked.

Unfortunately, there wasn’t much brewed at that time, otherwise, he would have spent money to buy it.

"This wine isn’t very expensive; a bottle costs just fifty thousand yuan."

...

Hearing this price, Li Dazhuang and Gu Yi’s faces twitched a bit.

Yeah, not very expensive, just fifty thousand yuan after all.

Damn!

Explosive, isn’t it!

Fifty thousand yuan a bottle, and it’s only 500 milliliters!

Gu Yi almost dropped to the ground.

Previously, he had wanted to spend money to drink enough Osmanthus Wine to satisfy himself.

But now he realized, with his little amount of private savings, not to say enough, whether he could afford it at all was still up in the air.

"Don’t be too shocked. The manufacturing process of the Osmanthus Wine is all done the most original way, and with the quality guaranteed, even fifty thousand yuan seems like I’m undervaluing it."

"Bro, you win, fifty thousand yuan and it’s still undervalued..."

"I’m convinced too, from now on I’ll just see which families have wine, and go freeload a glass; can’t afford to buy."

Li Dazhuang and Gu Yi didn’t know how else to express themselves.

To Xia Liu, they could only give a thumbs up.

"Dazhuang, do you know about the silk factory?" Xia Liu suddenly asked, remembering the silk factory matter.

"I know about it, before getting back here, I was a driver at the silk factory and my wife was the workshop foreman. We’ve been there for several years."

The mention of the silk factory excited Li Dazhuang; it was where he had met his wife.

"Oh, that makes things simple." Xia Liu smiled slightly, asking himself was surely the right move.

"Brother Xia Liu, what are you asking this for?"

"I plan to start a silk factory. I’m not so worried about making money as long as expenses and income can break even." The purpose of Xia Liu starting the factory was to provide conveniences and increase income for the farmers raising silkworms.

"Start a silk factory!"

Li Dazhuang and Gu Yi were both surprised.

Different from Gu Yi’s surprise, Li Dazhuang saw it as Xia Liu spotting a business opportunity and immediately began asking for details.

"I can see to the equipment and workshop clearly enough, and I can handle the design." Knowing Xia Liu’s determination, Li Dazhuang said with a bit more confidence.

"Good! Then the equipment and workshop are yours to handle."

"Uncle Gu, I’ll need your help on this as well," Xia Liu then turned his gaze to Gu Yi.

"Hey, there’s nothing too troubling for me, just tell me what you need."

"I want to build a new factory, so I would like you to undertake the contracting."

"This..." Gu Yi was stunned by the troublesome news—he had just been thinking about where to find a construction project after the packing plant was set up, and then...