Chapter 328: May I Ask the Beauty

Tu Shumei Paper Mill—a very elegant name, very fitting for the temperament of a talented woman.

According to the description in the "Autumn Garden Evening News" of Green Water City, two years ago, the paper mill that Shen Shen Rongqing bought from the He family was this Tu Shumei Paper Mill. At that time, it only published a small news item on the third page of the evening news.

Arriving at the entrance of the paper mill, Li Li Banfeng did not rush in. He was not sure if this paper mill was still Shen Shen Rongqing's business.

He first entered a newsstand, bought two magazines, and started chatting with the boss.

"Do you know who the boss of this factory is?"

The stall owner shook his head: "I've been selling newspapers here for ten years, but I haven't seen the boss of this place for the past two years."

"Have you seen them before?"

"I have!"

"The boss here used to be surnamed He. Have you really seen them?"

"Who said it was surnamed He? The boss here is surnamed Tu!"

"Surnamed Tu?" Li Li Banfeng was puzzled. This factory was clearly an industry Shen Shen Rongqing bought from the He family; it was published in the newspapers.

Is this stall owner talking nonsense?

"What was the name of the previous boss?"

"Tu Tu Shumei. In Black Stone Slope, our Boss Tu is also a figure. In the paper-making and printing industries, there is no one who doesn't know her. Later, I don't know what happened, but the business couldn't be done anymore, so she traded the business away. This is also common in Black Stone Slope."

Tu Tu Shumei.

She is also surnamed Tu.

Li Li Banfeng remembered one thing: Qin Qin Xiaopang once said that Tu Tu Yinghong also came out of Black Stone Slope.

Could there be any connection between this Tu Tu Shumei and her?

Li Li Banfeng asked: "How old is Boss Tu?"

The stall owner thought for a while: "I remember when she was still in the factory, she was already nearly sixty."

She is not Tu Tu Yinghong; the age doesn't match.

Or is there any relationship with Tu Tu Yinghong?

"I want to see this Boss Tu. Do you know where she lives?"

The stall owner shook his head: "I don't know that. I heard she is no longer in Black Stone Slope."

"Are there any relatives living here?"

"No. When Boss Tu's business was at its most prosperous, a reporter came to do an exclusive interview. Boss Tu said it herself: her parents died, she had no children, and no brothers or sisters. Relying on herself to manage the business, she is a proper heroine among women!"

In that case, she might not necessarily have a relationship with Tu Tu Yinghong.

Is what this stall owner said reliable?

Since he remembers the exclusive interview from a few years ago, why doesn't he know the news in the "Autumn Garden Evening News"?

Is it because that news was too inconspicuous?

"Do you have the 'Autumn Garden Evening News' here?"

"I don't have it. You're from Green Water City, right? No one in Black Stone Slope reads the 'Autumn Garden Evening News'," the stall owner laughed. "If you want to read proper news, I have the 'Green City Daily' here."

This is a newspaper run by the Ling family, and it still has a market in Black Stone Slope.

Ling Ling Miaowen and Ling Ling Miaoying are both dead, but the Ling family's newspaper is still being operated by someone.

The stall owner continued: "If you want to read improper ones, I have plenty of those here. The most improper one in our Black Stone Slope is 'Night Fragrance'!"

Li Li Banfeng's cheek twitched.

Who said "Night Fragrance" is improper?

"Give me a copy of 'Night Fragrance'."

"Do you want the newspaper, the magazine, or the shadow play?"

Li Li Banfeng was startled: "You have shadow play here too?"

"Yes, the shadow play of 'Night Fragrance' comes out once a week. I have the latest one here, and I also have stock of past issues!"

This is sold at the newspaper stall?

The stall owner shrugged his eyebrows: "Do you want one? Twenty-eight yuan!"

Li Li Banfeng frowned: "Twenty-eight yuan is not cheap. I might as well go watch a movie. Isn't 'Blood Gun Detective' more satisfying than this?"

"Can that be the same? 'Blood Gun Detective' is shown in the cinema. If you get excited watching it, you do it in the cinema? How embarrassing is that? That kind of thing, except for Ma Ma Junyang of Green Water City, I guess no one else can do it.

'Night Fragrance' is different. You set up the machine at home, play it secretly, and no one knows!"

"What if my wife finds out?"

"Even if she finds out, don't be afraid. Watch it together. I tell you, my wife loves watching it..."

Li Li Banfeng shook his head: "I don't have a shadow play machine."

"I have one here, it's also from Night Fragrance, authentic Qichuan brand."

Qichuan brand?

Who gave it this name?

Little Xiao Chuanzi?

How did he bring me into it too?

The stall owner took out the shadow play machine and asked for eight hundred.

Li Li Banfeng bargained for six hundred, but the stall owner didn't agree: "This thing is not worried about selling. Eight hundred is cheap. Many families save on food and clothing just to set up one at home. There are also quite a few reporters from newspaper offices who are scrambling to buy them.

The newspaper, the magazine, plus that roll of film, I'll give them to you for free, and I can also give you a screen, which counts as a discount. This machine, not a cent less."

The stall owner wouldn't budge, but Li Li Banfeng wasn't angry.

He bought the shadow play machine, carried the machine, brought the stand, and tucked the newspapers and magazines under his arm, and went to the paper mill.

The gatekeeper of the paper mill walked over and looked at Li Li Banfeng: "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for your boss."

"What is your business?"

"I'm a reporter."

Seeing Li Li Banfeng dressed decently and holding a shadow play machine, he indeed looked like a reporter. The gatekeeper said: "Wait here for a while, I'll go ask our manager."

Not long after, the manager also came and smiled at Li Li Banfeng: "May I ask, which newspaper office are you a reporter for?"

You can't say "Night Fragrance" at this time; you have to say a proper publication.

"I am a reporter for 'Black Stone Miscellany' and want to do a special feature on the paper-making industry."

The manager was much more polite; "Black Stone Miscellany" still had quite a status in Black Stone Slope.

"Our boss is not in the factory. Can we make another appointment?"

Li Li Banfeng said: "That's not very appropriate. I'm in a hurry to publish the draft."

The other party didn't force it either. After exchanging a few polite words, Li Li Banfeng carried the machine and left.

Shen Shen Rongqing has many businesses, hidden very deep, and her subordinates are also well-trained. It is very difficult to find out the results on the surface.

Must try to see if an insider can be found.

Bai Bai Qiusheng and Yuwen Qi came out of Black Stone Slope; this matter must be asked of them first.

Li Li Banfeng went directly back to the newspaper office. Bai Bai Qiusheng was surprised: "Seventh Master, you're here!"

Li Li Banfeng carried the shadow play machine and smiled: "Xiao Chuanzi, I'm here to celebrate your success. Hurry up and arrange for wine."

Not only celebrate success, but also reward heavily. He must give Xiao Chuanzi a sum of money and also divide two shares of the shadow play machine business to Xiao Chuanzi.

Bai Bai Qiusheng looked troubled: "Seventh Master, Xiao Chuanzi is ill and hasn't been able to get out of bed for two days."

"Ill?" Li Li Banfeng's head buzzed, and he immediately thought of a Disease Cultivator.

He went to Xiao Chuanzi's room and saw Xiao Chuanzi with a bloodless face, lying flat on the bed. Seeing Li Li Banfeng, he wanted to speak but couldn't.

"Has Xiao Chuanzi met anyone recently?"

This question stumped Bai Bai Qiusheng.

Xiao Chuanzi had been busy managing the projector business recently and had met quite a few people. This made it hard for him to know where to start.

"Seventh Master, why don't we sort it out slowly..."

"Sort it out on the way, send Xiao Chuanzi to Green Water City first."

"Seventh Master, the doctor said Xiao Chuanzi's body is too weak and cannot be moved easily."

This is troublesome. If it really was a Disease Cultivator, except for Cui Cui Tike, Li Li Banfeng couldn't find a solution.

In his anxiety, he suddenly heard the wine gourd whisper in his ear: "Little brother, find a place to talk."

Li Li Banfeng returned to his room, and the wine gourd said: "Little brother, this little brother's symptoms are different. Ma Wu was truly ill, but this little brother seems to be exhausted."

"Simply exhausted, and he hasn't improved after resting for two days?"

The wine gourd said: "I followed the Medicine King for many years, and I won't misread basic pathology. Why don't we discuss it with sister?"

Li Li Banfeng returned to the Leaving Suishenju, and the wine gourd told the phonograph about Little Xiao Chuanzi's symptoms.

Hiss!

"The symptoms look like overwork. He has been lying down for a long time but hasn't improved. How is his physique usually?"

"Physique is very good."

When he was driving the steamroller, Xiao Chuanzi's body was not bad. After entering the sect, his body improved quite a bit. Reasonably speaking, simple fatigue shouldn't have knocked this young man down.

The wife asked again: "Does he have cultivation?"

"First-layer Craft Cultivator."

"Did he make anything good recently?"

"He made a shadow play machine." Li Li Banfeng showed the shadow play machine in his hand to his wife.

The projector on the side snorted coldly: "Rough materials, truly unbearable to look at."

Compared to it, it was definitely rough.

"But this thing is cheap, ordinary people can afford it. Spread a screen at home, and you can watch movies."

"How is the business?" The wife rarely asked about business matters.

"The business is quite prosperous."

"That's it. Husband, when a Craft Cultivator makes a good product with a good reputation, their light will rise sharply. The more people use it, the better the reputation, and the faster it rises.

Looking at this kid's condition, he is definitely going to rise to the second layer, and it is even possible he will cross to the third layer. An ordinary person's physique cannot withstand such a promotion."

Not to mention an ordinary person, even Li Li Banfeng couldn't withstand a cross-layer promotion.

"Does wife have a way?"

"Hey, husband, if this were another sect, a cross-layer promotion would mean certain death, but the Craft Cultivator and Farming Cultivator sects are exceptions. There is still a chance for mitigation. I will write a prescription, and husband go buy some herbs first."

Li Li Banfeng was pleasantly surprised: "Wife has such means?"

The phonograph smiled: "Hey, husband, did you pick up a treasure by marrying me?"

"A good treasure, a good treasure!" Li Li Banfeng pressed his face against the phonograph and rubbed it hard against the cabinet door for a long time.

The phonograph laughed until she couldn't catch her breath: "Husband, stop it, husband has a beard, you're tickling me to death."

The wife wrote a prescription with the phonograph needle. Li Li Banfeng had people buy the herbs, then moved the Red Lotus over and refined the herbs into a pill.

"Feed him this pill, let him rest his mind and body during this period. When the peddler comes, buy a bowl of Soul-Returning Soup, and he will be able to pull through."

Li Li Banfeng hurriedly fed the pill to Xiao Chuanzi.

After eating the pill, Xiao Chuanzi improved significantly. Li Li Banfeng gave instructions for the matter, then called Bai Bai Qiusheng over.

He asked about Shen Shen Rongqing.

Bai Bai Qiusheng's reaction was about the same as Ma Wu's: "Shen Shen Rongqing is a peerless talented woman. All the literati in Black Stone Slope know her name."

"Two years ago, she bought a paper mill in Black Stone Slope. Do you know about this?"

"I don't know," Bai Bai Qiusheng shook his head repeatedly. "A talented woman like Shen Shen Rongqing shouldn't do business, right?"

"What's wrong with doing business? Is it shameful?"

Bai Bai Qiusheng laughed dryly: "She can support herself with her good talent; there's no need to spend effort on business."

Li Li Banfeng asked again: "Do you know a person named Tu Tu Shumei?"

"I know, a heroine among women, she is a Craft Cultivator, a master in the paper-making and printing industry.

Before, Xiao Chuanzi bought a hand-cranked printing machine, which was made by Tu Tu Shumei. All these small newspaper offices in Black Stone Slope rely on this small printing machine to make a living."

Craft Cultivator?

Tu Tu Yinghong is also a Craft Cultivator!

But the age doesn't match.

"How old is Tu Tu Shumei?"

Bai Bai Qiusheng pondered for a moment: "If I remember correctly, she should be sixty this year."

Sixty years old.

Assuming she reached the first layer at twenty, and cultivated for forty years step by step, her cultivation should be at the fifth layer.

Since she is a master in the paper-making and printing industry, it proves she is talented. It is not impossible for her to reach the sixth layer, or even close to the seventh layer.

She manufactured a hand-cranked printing machine, which had a good reputation, and quite a few people used it.

If she rose another layer, that would be the seventh layer, or even close to the eighth layer.

This matches Tu Tu Yinghong's cultivation.

Li Li Banfeng returned to the Leaving Suishenju and asked his wife: "Can a Craft Cultivator fix their face?"

Before the phonograph could speak, Hong Ying said from the side: "They can, Seventh Brother. Next time you catch a living Craft Cultivator, let me show you my former appearance."

PS: If Ling Ling Miaoying knew Tu Tu Yinghong was sixty years old, I wonder what he would think.

Recommend a book, a new work "Global Mining" by the gaming god Da Yangang. What Da Chun digs is not mines, but corners.

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