The kang (heated brick bed) for left-behind women

Chapter 138 Packaging is Important

Lin Dachun's heart tightened, and he hurried to the courtyard gate.

Scarface was leading a strange man toward them.

Scarface was still wearing that military green jacket, and the scar on his face looked like a crawling centipede in the twilight.

The man next to him was in his forties, wearing a navy blue Zhongshan suit, with his hair slicked back and carrying a black faux leather bag. He was clearly not from the countryside.

Scarface brought over another gift.

"Scarface?" Lin Dachun went up to greet him, his heart pounding.

Is it a good thing to have gifts delivered to someone's door?

"Brother Da Chun, let me introduce you to someone!" Scarface's voice boomed as he patted the man next to him on the shoulder. "This is Director Zhao from the town's packaging factory! He's in charge of food packaging!"

Director Zhao extended his hand, a reserved smile typical of government officials on his face: "Comrade Lin Dachun, hello."

Lin Dachun quickly wiped his hands on his pants before shaking them.

Director Zhao's hands were soft and smooth, a stark contrast to his rough palms.

"Come in, come in," Lin Dachun said, ushering the man into the courtyard, though his heart was pounding with anxiety.

The director of the town's packaging factory? What's he doing here?

Hearing the commotion, Li Ruoxue came out of the kitchen. Seeing the scene, she was stunned for a moment and hurriedly went to move a stool.

Director Zhao waved his hand: "No need to rush, just a few words will suffice."

The three of them stood in the courtyard.

Director Zhao glanced around the dilapidated courtyard, his gaze lingering on the few withered sea buckthorn trees before he spoke: "Comrade Lin, I've tasted the medicinal wine you brewed."

Lin Dachun's heart was in his throat.

"The liquor is quite strong." Director Zhao nodded, his tone full of admiration. "It's much better than those diluted liquors made with inferior herbs that you find on the market. Old Dao told me it sells very well in his shop, and he has many repeat customers."

Scarface grinned from the side, "That's right! Everyone who comes to my shop says it's great! Their backs don't ache anymore, their legs don't hurt, and tonight... hehe!"

He smiled ambiguously, and Director Zhao frowned, interrupting him: "Be serious."

Then he turned to Lin Dachun, his tone becoming serious: "Comrade Lin, your wine has potential. But Lao Dao's way of selling it is too crude. Putting it on the hotel counter, mixed in with those no-name brands, lowers its value."

Lin Dachun didn't understand, he just looked at him.

Director Zhao took a small glass bottle out of his bag.

It's a smaller version of that rough pottery bottle, only replaced with transparent glass. There's a red paper label on it with the three characters "Jingyang Wine" written in calligraphy, and a line of smaller characters below: "Tonifies the kidneys and strengthens yang, consolidates the foundation and nourishes the source."

"This is..." Lin Dachun took the bottle and was stunned.

He brewed the wine, but he had never seen the packaging or the label before.

"I had Director Zhao arrange it," Scarface said, a hint of smugness in his voice. "Brother Dachun, good things shouldn't be sold cheaply. Your wine needs packaging and a brand. I'm planning to put your 'Jingyang Wine' on the counter as a specialty product of our town."

Lin Dachun opened his mouth wide, unable to react for a long time.

"Isn't it already on sale?" Lin Dachun replied.

"Before, it was a trial sale, sold in bulk. From now on, we'll sell it as a brand. You'll need to register it, package it, and sell it at a very high price," Scarface replied.

All of this is Scarface's idea; Director Zhao is just someone Scarface brought in to handle the packaging.

Scarface pulled Lin Dachun aside and whispered, "My shop's customers drank this wine."

"How is it?" Lin Dachun asked.

"Amazing." Scarface's two words were enough to express the effects of the medicinal wine.

"Really? How amazing is it?" Lin Dachun asked knowingly, as he and Li Ruoxue had both tried it.

That night, the two of them embraced naked, entwined in each other, especially that addiction, that madness, the primal desires and bestiality of animals, all erupted together, that feeling was simply amazing.

That night, Lin Dachun could be described as...

Li Ruoxue is even more...

He gave his soul to Lin Dachun.

It felt like my soul was flying in the sky. Her hands were gripping the sheets tightly, her legs were clenched so tightly they looked like they were going to crush me.

My lips were bitten until they bled.

Not to mention those dazed eyes, they were rolling back in their head.