Fang Heng shrugged and looked at Li Shaoqiang, as if he had a bad memory. "Hey, did you forget? Weren't you the one who suggested yesterday that we didn't have enough holy water?"
"Uh..."
Li Shaoqiang was at a loss for words for a moment.
Indeed, he did not sleep well last night. He spent the whole night thinking about how to make money with the holy water.
He was woken up by Fang Heng halfway and asked some inexplicable questions.
But...
Make holy water himself?!
Li Shaoqiang felt that the solution proposed by Fang Heng sounded a little unreliable...
With that thought, Li Shaoqiang and Li Qingran, who were full of doubts and curiosity, walked up together and looked at the large vat of water behind Fang Heng.
"This... Boss? Can you do it? Can you really make this thing yourself?"
