Chapter 246 Can you stop talking about black history?

   Hearing what Ming Rui said, Xi Yu's eyes also lit up.

   "Yes! Boss, remember to bring us a late night snack!"

   Feng Yan was speechless, he didn't even know where his supper was.

   "Got it!" He waved his hand impatiently.

   Cleaned up the kitchen, Shui Yini and Luo Ning said hello and went back to the room.

   Xia Ruo walked to the living room, and Feng Yan followed and sat down.

   "I sent you the basic textbook of pharmacy and the notes I recorded through the terminal, you can take a good look at it yourself." She moved the terminal.

   Feng Yan finished accepting, "Aren't you going to explain it to me?"

   "These are things that need to be memorized by rote, no need to explain, just remember after reading it." Xia Ruo said speechlessly.

   Feng Yan opened it and looked at it. It was really a complete collection of plants and medicinal materials, as well as various uses. He felt a headache when he looked at them.

   "Why, do you regret taking so many subjects?" Xia Ruo asked with a frown when he saw him.

   Feng Yan immediately raised his brows, "How could it be possible, little meaning!"

   Xia Ruo didn't expose him, and took out the backpack he brought back from the space.

   "I opened it!"

   Feng Yan smiled and said, "It was originally for you, you can do whatever you want!"

   Xia Ruo nodded, unzipped the bag, took out the contents one by one, and piled them on the ground.

   "You have a lot of space in this bag!" You actually packed so many things.

   Feng Yan said with a smile: "Of course, this is a vacuum compression bag. Activate a few keys to expand the space and compress, and also reduce the weight."

   "That's quite convenient, I don't think I've seen this kind of bag on the virtual Internet." If Xia Ruo had no space, he would definitely buy one.

   Feng Yan hooked his lips and said: "This is a new product that our company has just developed, and it hasn't been released yet."

  Xia Ruo was sorting things in the ground when she raised her head when she heard this, "Your company?"

   "Yes! To be precise, it's my company, and I lead the design and development of this bag." Feng Yan was not going to hide this.

  Xia Ruo seems to have heard this guy say that he has his own property, "Then why were you so poor before?"

   Feng Yan's face darkened, "Can we stop talking about black history?"

   "All the money my company makes is subsidized to the warband, and I just finished transferring it when I met you." He explained.

  Xia Ruo asked with a smile: "Then what does your company do? Specialize in selling bags?"

   Feng Yan rolled her eyes at her, "I look like a bag seller?"

   "Our company specializes in developing new products, ranging from aircraft to military backpacks."

   "By the way, the main feature is all kinds of modified weapons."

  Xia Ruo nodded: "That's not bad, business is good, right?"

   If it's not good, this guy's temper may have been closed.

   "Of course, we are taking the high-end customization route, and now the customers who are queuing for customized products have already lined up at the end of the year."

   He started such a company just because he was interested in playing tickets. Who knew that it would make money in the end, and now he is more famous, so he expanded it.

   "Another day I will also customize a batch of weapons." Xia Ruo said with a smile: "You have to give me the lowest discount!"

   Feng Yan asked: "Why do you want to customize weapons?"

   "Let the workers on the farm and ranch use it. If they find fault, they can fight back." Xia Ruo was afraid that in the future, if the supermarket business was good, there would be people who don't have eyes to ask for trouble.

   Feng Yan nodded: "That's fine, those retired soldiers are more skilled, and wearing weapons is more secure."

   "I'm also a shareholder of the farm. You don't have to pay for this, I'll have someone prepare it."

   Xia Ruo was not polite to him either, "Okay!"

   (end of this chapter)