The restaurant was closed for lunch, and the five of them did not delay and came out after lunch.

Liu Xialian took Daya to China World Mall to buy some nice clothes. Daya said, "Sister, we have a lot of clothes, why do we have to go to China World Mall to buy them?"

"I don't want to either. It's caused by the times. Clothes can suppress villains, and words can suppress gentlemen. If you dress better when you go out, you can avoid many problems."

Wang Yong was worried that the two might be in danger, so he arranged for Li Zhengnan to be their bodyguard.

Although Liu Xia Lian has a lot of money, she really doesn't care about these brand name clothes. She wears clothes that cost hundreds or thousands of dollars just the same as those that cost only a few dollars.

In the end, Daya and I each bought a set of high-end pants, shirts, and shoes.

Daya felt uncomfortable after putting it on: "Sister, no, I can't wear this. It makes me uncomfortable. I can't even kick my legs apart when I fight. You should change me into a set of sportswear."

"Okay, let me change you into a set of sportswear." Liu Xialian went to a large-size women's clothing store and picked out a set of sportswear for Daya. This time it was a good fit. Daya was 1.8 meters tall, 200 pounds, and had muscles all over her body. She looked like an athlete.

That afternoon, Wang Yong came to Liu Xialian and confirmed that the four carriages were ready. After departing from Changchun, it took two days and two nights to arrive in Pengcheng. The logistics cost was not expensive, but it was necessary to load and unload the trucks by themselves and be responsible for security along the way.

Liu Xia Lian immediately called Chen Guoqing, but she didn't know what he was doing and it took a long time before someone answered the phone.

"Brother Chen, I'm Xia Lian. The wagon has been arranged. Have you found the sales channel?"

Chen Guoqing was very happy and said immediately, "It's done, it's done. The sales there are very large. People in Hong Kong love to eat sticky corn for grilling and steaming. I've eaten the sticky corn there, and it tastes better than ours. I hope it will sell well."

"Okay, then how about this, you pay a part of the deposit first, and then settle it all at once. We are just a collection agent, and the goods are in the hands of the farmers. I hope you can understand."

"No problem. Send me a fax from the account number and I'll go and handle it tomorrow morning. Remember to let me know the time before shipping so I can arrange it in advance."

"Okay, Brother Chen. Since the railway only provides wagons, I will be responsible for loading and unloading, as well as security. When the time comes, you can find a place to stay in your place so that I can arrange accommodation for the workers."

"That's great. Our local workers are picky and lazy. They want high wages but don't work hard. I'll prepare a place for them to live. That's it. I'll get busy."

Liu Xia Lian spent a few more dollars and sent her bank account number to Chen Guoqing. Although they knew each other, cash was king for their first collaboration.

The next morning, there was nothing to do, so Liu Xia Lian planned to go to Peking University to talk to the fourth brother, and then take a bus back to her hometown in the evening.

I've heard that the food in Peking University's cafeteria is delicious and cheap, so I decided to try it today.

People were free to come and go during the day. The two of them arrived at the boys' dormitory. Liu Xia Lian was just about to ask someone to call Liu Jingwen when she saw him coming out of the building with more than one yuan in his hand.

"Jing Wen, what are you doing? Let's go eat. We'll be back in the afternoon."

"Sister, Daya, have you guys finished your business?"

"Yes, it's done. I heard that the food in your school is good and cheap, so I came here to try it."

"Well, let's go. But you have to wait for me for a while. I'm going to buy breakfast and give it to the second kid in the dormitory. He has fasciitis in his feet and it's not convenient for him to walk."

"Okay, fine, there's no rush."

The canteen is really big, about the same size as the big canteen in the forest farm, but the decoration is much more luxurious. There are a wide variety of dishes, and the prices are really very cheap, porridge is 5 cents, steamed buns are 5 cents, and various side dishes are 10 cents. Obviously, these are the subsidized prices. If they are sold at this price, the cost will not be enough.

It’s cheap, but I feel it can’t compare to the canteen at the Agricultural University in my hometown, which has a much richer variety of food.

Liu Jingwen bought two bowls of lean meat porridge, six steamed buns, and a plate of crispy radish for Daya. He ordered a plate of hot and sour potato shreds, two steamed buns, and a bowl of seafood porridge for himself. Not long after, Liu Jingwen came back panting.

"Sister, let's eat quickly. Mr. Jin from Hong Kong City is coming to school to sign and give away books. I want to go and take a look."

"Mr. Jin, which Mr. Jin?"

"Of course it's Mr. Jin who writes martial arts novels."

Liu Xialian reviewed the history. Mr. Jin's visit to Beijing should be due to the invitation of the leaders. He came to Beijing just for the sake of visiting. He is not just a martial arts novelist. He is the editor-in-chief of a newspaper in Hong Kong. He has a great influence in Hong Kong. Now he is discussing the return of Hong Kong. The leaders also have many things to consult Mr. Jin. That's why he came to Beijing for the first time. He visited Beijing several times later, and each time he met with the leaders.

"Okay, don't be too anxious. Eating too fast will affect digestion."

Liu Xia Lian and Daya ate slowly, but Liu Jingwen was impatient. After eating a bowl of tofu pudding, he hurriedly ran to the playground of the Physical Education Department.

When Liu Xia Lian and Daya came over slowly, they saw that the playground was full of people, at least hundreds of people. Even if Mr. Jin's hand speed was fast, he had to write one by one.

Liu Jingwen was dumbfounded: "If I had known I would not have eaten, I would have come here. There is no chance at all."

Liu Xia Lian was also a Voldemort. Seeing Jing Wen getting angry, she immediately said, "Don't worry, Old Four. I'll find a way for you. Maybe we can even get Mr. Jin to invite us to lunch."

"Go ahead and brag, I don't believe it."

"What's the big deal? Mr. Jin is also a human being. Just watch me."

Liu Xia Lian pretended to go to the toilet and went to a secluded place to get out the big sword. Now she has mastered the breathing method and the swordsmanship has been cultivated to the first level. It's a pity that she has never used it in actual combat, but the performance is definitely good to see.

Liu Xia Lian found a spacious place and asked Daya to watch over the surroundings and not let anyone get close. Although it was only one layer, the sword energy could hurt people and could cause accidents even without contact.

The knife moves together, from slow to fast.

At the beginning, you could still see each move, but later on, you could only see the flash of the knife and no longer see the person. The snow-white steel knife was flying up and down, and the knife skills were simply amazing and so cool.

"Okay, okay, that's great."

Half of the students who were originally surrounding Mr. Jin to get his autograph ran over, and some people who were curious threw money to the front, fifty cents, one dollar. Daya took off her sun hat and soon filled a hat with it. "Who said money is hard to make? Come out here. See? It's just a hat of money in a short while."

Liu Xialian saw that the effect was okay, but not ideal, so she put away the knife and said, "I'm going to show you a trick next. Is there any student willing to donate five bottles of beer?"

"I, I'll go." After a while, an enthusiastic classmate bought five bottles of beer and placed them on the flower bed five meters away.

Liu Xia Lian took a few coins and snapped her fingers.

"Bang." The bottle exploded and the beer inside sprayed out.

Soon after, the other four bottles exploded, and there was thunderous cheers.

"That's amazing! Isn't this the famous Shaolin Kung Fu of flying flowers and picking leaves? It's amazing."

At this time, almost 80% of the students in line had come over.

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