Sudan Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and said oh, silently started the car and brought Ning Tuo to the back playground.

After parking the car, Sudan Ning was silent for a long time before he said slowly: "You know a little about the situation in the factory. The popular soda on the market now include our magic treasure, and Jin Kang soda produced by Jin Changxin and others."

"In fact, our two families have always cooperated in the formula of soda. His family uses a raw material produced by our family, and our family also uses a raw material produced by their family. No one can do without the other, but now..." Sudanning sighed when she said this.

Ning Tuo thought for a while and asked, "Did they cut off the raw materials needed for the Magic Treasure?"

Sudan Ning nodded.

"It could be because of the last playground incident, right?" Ning Tuo asked.

"No, Jin Changxin does not have that much power. The head of Jinkang Soda Factory is his father. Everything is the final say of his father. Uncle Jin will not break off cooperation with us because of such a thing."

Ning Tuo thought to himself: "Then you can also cut off the raw materials supplied to them!"

"Their family hasn't brought the raw materials with us for a long time. My dad learned some time ago that their family has cooperated with a foreign company. It is said that the raw materials are cheaper than my family, and the soda tastes better."

Sudan Ning sighed and said, "The current situation is that the Jin family found a better partner and broke up with our family. It would be fine if they didn't provide us with raw materials. They also proposed to acquire my processing factory and gave an extremely unreasonable price, which made my father so angry... There are not many raw materials left in the factory now, and if they can't get the missing raw materials, they will temporarily suspend work."

Ning Tuo frowned and asked, "Why don't you import raw materials from other places? Is it only their Jin family?"

"There were other manufacturers, but the raw materials they produced were booked. If they wanted to keep working, unless they were imported from other places, it would undoubtedly increase the cost. The Jin family suddenly ran out of stock, and it took time for us to find a source of goods in other places. If the factory stopped working, even if it was only one month, a large number of customers would be lost, and the market would be eaten by the Jin family."

Sudanning recently saw her father sighing and was helpless in the face of the suppression of the Jin family. Now, Ning Tuo asked, even though he knew that saying it would be equivalent to not saying it, he still told him everything as if he was talking about his worries.

"Have you brought paper and pen?" Ning Tuo suddenly asked.

"Ah? What do you want paper and pen to do?" Although Sudan Ning was puzzled, he still took out paper and pen from his backpack.

Ning Tuo did not reach out to take it, "You write down all the raw materials for your production of magic treasures, and I'll find a way for you."

Sudan Ning smiled slightly, unable to bear to smear his kindness, so she immediately wrote down the recipe for her own drink, but she still kept a little care and deliberately wrote less ingredients.

Ning Tuo took the paper, looked at it, and asked, "Which material do you lack now?"

"Ne, that's it." Sudan Ning circled the out of stock material with a pen.

Ning Tuo looked at the piece of paper in his hand, silent, as if he was thinking about something.

While eating, Ning Tuo drank the magic treasure produced by Sudan Ningjia, and felt that it was a low-end carbonated beverage, and it was not very delicious, and it was not even as good as any carbonated beverage in his previous life.

He silently lit up his mobile phone screen in his mind and issued a search command: "Help me check the formula of Jianlibao's carbonated beverage."

Ning Tuo didn't grow up drinking Jianlibao, but he had heard stories about this famous brand and drank it several times later. He thought it was pretty good, so he wanted to try the water with this drink. After all, this was once known as the taste of Oriental Magic Water and China, and it must have worked well.

After the accurate query results came out, Ning Tuo compared the recipe on his phone with the recipe in his hand and found that the quantity was similar, but some things were different. He used a pen to cross out a few ingredients on the paper and added a few more. The material that happened to be missing now was also among the deleted ones by Ning Tuo.

After writing the recipe, Ning Tuo handed the paper to Sudan Ning and asked, "Can you get all the things I added?"

Sudan Ning took the paper with a puzzled look on her face. As she looked at it, she was suddenly shocked because among Ning Tuo added a few raw materials, there was the one she hadn't written out on purpose just now.

After being stunned for a long time, Sudan Ning said: "These are very common things. As far as I know, you can buy them. Is this a soda formula?"

Ning Tuo nodded undeniably, "This way, you can prepare these things tomorrow and try to use them to make a soda."

After thinking about it, he added: "I will also go over and take a look when I make a drink tomorrow. Is it OK?"

Sudan Ning thought that there was no good idea anyway, so why not give it a try, what if it was really useful? So he agreed immediately.

After thinking about it, she asked, "Where did you come from this recipe?"

The question that Ning Tuo was most afraid of came. After a long silence, he did not come up with any good excuses, so he pretended to be profound and said, "Don't ask this for now. I will answer your question after I make soda."

Sultan Ning nodded blankly.

After Ning Tuo returned to the dormitory, he was greeted by three malicious gazes.

Guo Yunfan: "Tell me, have you confessed to my old sister?"

Song Nan: "Have you kissed and held a small hand?"

Zhou Wu: "Can you be rejected?"

Ning Tuo glanced at the few people and said angrily: "What are you talking about? Danning's soda factory has encountered some difficulties recently. I am helping her find a way? Look at what you all... are thinking about!"

"I just said that he will not admit it. Boss, are you convinced?" Song Nan nagged, turned on his only radio in this dormitory, and the music immediately rang out.

"Hey, it seems that the second child's IQ has improved recently, which is a gratifying congratulation." Seeing Ning Tuo's boring look, Guo Yunfan stopped asking questions at the moment, half lying on the bed, picked up a book, and read it leisurely while listening to the music on the radio.

"What are you looking at?" Ning Tuo walked to Guo Yunfan and grabbed the book, "Scholar Iron Sword? Hey, where did you get it?"

Guo Yunfan took the book back from Ning Tuo, "Go and go... I just borrowed it from a friend. I just saw the climax. I will give it to you after I finish reading it."

Ning Tuo seemed to remember something, and his mind immediately became lively and asked, "Boss, is this kind of novel popular now?"

Guo Yunfan glanced at him, "You are stupid, of course it's popular. There is no school library. I finally borrowed this one."

"Do you know who wrote the best martial arts novels like this now? Which one is the most famous?" Ning Tuo's eyes were filled with excitement.

"The best ones that should be Zhou Langgu. His "A Sword Moves the World" and "The Book of Red Cliffs" are said to be very good and wonderful. Unfortunately, I have never read it. My brother said that his father likes these two books in particular and read them when he has nothing to do, so it is not convenient to get it to school. Why? Are you interested?"

"Then, can you make money if you write this kind of book?"

"Writing a book? Stop making money. Is it that easy? Brother, I wrote a book last year and you forgot it? I took it to the newspaper to submit it, but the editors looked down on it at all. Those who wrote such novels are all old guys from scholarly families. Some of them are good at martial arts. Where can ordinary people write it?"

Ning Tuo thought for a while and asked, "Does there be any of the two novels you just mentioned in the bookstore opposite our school?"

"Yes, but it's very expensive. Five dollars per copy, that's our living expenses for several days. Why do you want to buy them?" Guo Yunfan sat up all of a sudden.

"Yes, I'll go and see if the door is closed." After saying that, I left the dormitory.

Guo Yunfan was not calm and immediately put on his shoes and followed him out, "Wait for me, I will go with you so that you will not be slaughtered."

The two of them ran out of the dormitory one after another. Song Nan turned off his radio with a tape on it, "Fourth, are you talking about the third brother crazy?"

Zhou Wu shook his head, "It shouldn't be crazy. You don't know that he likes reading like his elder brother. I really don't understand what kind of boring martial arts novels are good. Turn on the radio quickly, I like the next song."

Half an hour later, Ning Tuo and Guo Yunfan each returned to the dormitory with a book.

"Good, I really bought it back. I bought two copies at a time? Ten dollars?" Song Nan looked incredible.

"It's wonderful, it's really wonderful, so amazing... The beginning is a thrilling fight. The fourth brother, the protagonist of this book is also named Zhou Ai, and he has the same surname as you!" Guo Yunfan kept muttering while watching.

The book Ning Tuo held in his hand was called "A sword moving China". It is said to be the work of Master Zhou Langgu.

He read a few chapters casually and found that the writing was indeed good, and his foundation was quite profound, but it seemed to be a bit too deep. He did not have the agility of martial arts novels like later generations, and the characters portrayed were also very old-fashioned. Some languages ​​and words were very traditional. The martial arts described in them were too detailed and not exaggerated at all.

After thinking for a moment, Ning Tuo immediately realized that the traditional culture of this era is preserved intact, so these people who write books may be old scholars, with their writing styles and narratives and all-encompassing books, which are naturally incomparable to later novels.

He originally wanted to take out Master Jin's works in his previous life to pay back the money, but now it seems to be a bit unstoppable.

Moreover, he doesn’t have a computer, so he can’t copy it by hand, right? "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" has more than one million words, so when will he copy it?

Moreover, in terms of writing style, he only feels that the books of this era are more profound. Master Jin's works are powerful in his previous life, but if they are put here, it may be possible to make a splash.

Ning Tuo wanted to cry without tears...

After reading it for more than an hour, Ning Tuo said: "Brothers, I think I can write martial arts novels too. Do you believe it?"

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Ning Tuo kicked Guo Yunfan's bed, "Boss, do you believe it?"

Guo Yunfan turned his gaze away from the book "Red Cliff Heavenly Book" and said seriously: "This is hard to say. I suggest you go and read the diary you wrote before, and then ask yourself the question you just now."

Ning Tuo almost felt depressed and said, since I had the habit of writing diaries before, why didn’t you tell me earlier? I had to be careful when talking to you all day long.

But he really couldn't question anyone about this matter. After thinking about it, he asked, "I forgot if you didn't say it. Where is my diary? Who has my diary?"

At this time, Zhou Wu and Song Nan were already asleep, and Guo Yunfan was still immersed in martial arts novels, saying impatience: "Are you annoyed? Are you in the bookcase behind the door?"

Ning Tuo didn't say anything anymore, and came to the old bookcase behind the dormitory door, observed in a pile of books for a long time, and finally locked his eyes on a thick black notebook.
Chapter completed!