910 Nothing

"Yes, it is him," Lu Xiufeng said. "At the banquet just now, I realized that whenever Miao Xihe spoke, his right hand would move a few times very regularly."

"Maybe there are other reasons," Yang Guanfeng said.

"Well, I analyzed it," Lu Xiufeng said. "That aspect is the most likely. I'm about 90 percent certain. Some small details of a person's activities best reflect a person's inner world. Believe me, I am a professional in this respect."

"Don't be such a jerk," Yang Guanfeng said. "Someone's coming."

"Ah, the taste is great!" Lu Xiufeng loudly exclaimed.

"Are my acting skills great?"

"Great, five stars," Yang Guanfeng said.

"To be honest, the food here is really very delicious, and the rice wine was also delicious," Lu Xiufeng said. "I have never had such good wine before. Even Maotai and Five Grains Liquid can't be compared to it. Hey, did you drink it last time you came?"

"Yes, I had a little," Yang Guanfeng said. "It is indeed very delicious."

"Tell me the truth, can this wine really strengthen the loins?"

Several lines of irritation immediately appeared on Yang Guanfeng's forehead.

"Why are almost all your words related to that topic?"

"Ah, you are not humorous at all. It is getting late. Let's go to sleep. We have to do some sightseeing tomorrow."

With that, Lu Xiufeng fell on the bed with a thump. Before long, he was snoring.

"Seriously?" Yang Guanfeng helplessly sighed. He shook his head and fell into bed with him, but he didn't fall asleep for a long time.

Would they be able to find something this time? Would there be more accidents? There were many things to consider. Being in a foreign place, the other party's attitude was not as friendly and peaceful as it appeared. How can he sleep so easily?

In a wooden house in the middle of the Valley of Thousands of Medicine…

"Master."

"What are Lu Xiufeng's origins?"

"He is a criminal investigation expert in the province. He is known as the best partner Yang Guanfeng has had. He has a high rate of solving cases. He is a talent who is registered in Jing."

"Cooperate with their investigation. Let them investigate whatever they want," Miao Xihe said. "How is the situation there?"

"Very well. Everything went smoothly."

"That's good."

The night was quiet.

On Nanshan hill, thousands of miles away, a few flowers quietly bloomed in the herbal field.

The chants of scriptures sounded from the little hut.

The large dog, goshawk, the black snake quietly listened to the chanting and only rested when it stopped.

The next morning, the sky was not very clear.

In the town, the first batch of medicinal materials produced was loaded on a truck and on the road. It would be sold in southern areas.

Phew! The first batch of medicine has finally sold! The pharmaceutical company's head of production breathed a sigh of relief.

He was from the south. He had been following the Zheng family for many years. Naturally, he knew of some internal news, including the fight between two Zheng brothers. Mr. Zheng was the loser. He had given up most of his family business and only kept the pharmaceutical factory. The young man also held the majority of the shares. If Mr. Zheng were to fail, it would mean that he would utterly fail. It would be hard for him to turn things around. Because he had followed him for such a long time ago and had been labeled, even if he had stayed in the original place, he would not be accepted. Therefore, he decided to follow Mr. Zheng.

To be honest, he did not like Lianshan's town center. It was a small city in the north. The climate was relatively dry, and they mainly ate noodles. Be it the climate, environment or living habits, he needed to adapt again. These were secondary issues. The key problem was that the pharmaceutical factory was newly established. They had broken away from the huge system of the Zheng family and started a new enterprise. They needed to produce the medicines and sell them from scratch. The research and development of the medicine was already a difficult thing. But Mr. Zheng was indeed an extraordinary man. He was acquainted with the exceptional young doctor, hence, the first medicine was quickly developed. It was simply too easy. The first step was to sell it. Next came a more important step. They had to sell all the medicine that had been made. Otherwise, even if they could produce medicines with great efficacy, which were akin to an elixir of life, it would all be for naught. For these people, to put it bluntly, it was to make money.

The first batch of medicine had been produced days ago, but it had been piled up in the warehouse. He felt that something was not right. For a company to operate, they had to pay the workers and purchase raw materials. Furthermore, the medicinal materials they purchased were the best and purely wild grown. Their cost price was much higher than that of large-scale artificial breeding products. The equipment also was expensive, and they had to pay the workers. The factory was burning money. It would be fine if the products yielded profits in time. Otherwise, they could only wait for the doors to close.

I wonder how long it will take this medicine to be recognized by the market, and how goods its efficacy is.

This was a new medicine, and it was produced by an unknown pharmaceutical factory. There was bound to be a process for it to be accepted by users. If the efficacy was good and public relations had appropriate publicity for it, the time required would be shorter. If the efficacy was poor and publicity was not good enough, the medicine would be suspended.

Efficacy was the main thing, but it also depended on the advertising.

Fortunately, although Mr. Zheng had fallen out with his eldest brother, he still had some friends and channels, so the first batch of medicine had been sent out.

I hope it's going to work on the first try!

In the morning, Wang Yao took the time to visit the factory in town. The production tasks there were not particularly heavy. Some of the equipment had already been stopped for cleaning and maintenance because there was a lot of medicine that had been produced and was being stored in the warehouse.

"Hello, Mr. Wang." Upon hearing that Wang Yao had arrived, the person in charge hurriedly came in for fear of neglecting him.

"Don't call me that in the future. I'm not used to it," Wang Yao said.

He did not want too many people to know that he had such an identity.

"Then..."

"Call me Xiao Wang or just call me by my name," Wang Yao said.

"How can I do that?" The person in charge hurriedly asked, "What are you talking about? If I called you that, even if you're alright with it and don't take it to heart, if Mr. Zheng were to know about it, I would probably have to pack my things and leave for good."

"Can I call you Sir?" Wang Yao asked.

"Sir?"

"Yes, I'll call you Dr. Wang."

"Alright, it's up to you," Wang Yao said.

"We have just shipped a batch of medicine to the south," the head of production said.

"New medicines are not easy to promote, are they?" Wang Yao asked. He knew a little bit about the market.

"Correct, it's not easy to promote. Mr. Zheng's family used to be experts in this field, but their relationship now is…"

"About that..." Wang Yao was in deep thought for a while. He could help a little with that.

"I'm leaving," he said. "You go on with your work."

"Alright, I'll see you off."

"No need." Wang Yao waved with a smile. He went out the door, got his car, and returned to the mountain village.