912 Idle Cha

Compared with illness, the majority of people were more afraid of being poor.

It was not terrible to work so hard that one became ill. It could be solved. What was terrible was that even though one knew how to solve it, one refused to do it. Instead, they would go even further and make things worse. No matter how good a person's medical skills were, one would not be able to save such a person. If they did not change their mindset, there would not be a need to treat them.

"Have some tea."

"Thank you, Master."

At the pharmaceutical factory in town…

It was a bit cloudy during the day.

"What is the situation?"

Just now, a man from Dao had come to buy medicine. He arrived in a truck. He wanted a lot of medicine. Basically, he could empty all the medicine that had been stored in the warehouse. The speed of clearing out the medicine was a little fast. It seemed that their previous worries were completely superfluous. The medicine seemed to be very popular.

Is it necessary to consider continuing production?

Seeing that the medicine that had just been produced was already cleared out, he considered whether or not to continue purchasing large quantities of raw materials for producing more medicine. Of course, he had no say regarding the matter. He had to listen to the bosses above. Zheng Weijun was responsible for the specific affairs.

He thought about it and immediately called the young master of the Zheng family, whom he had been serving many years.

"What? All sold out?" Zheng Weijun was also very surprised when he heard the news. When he knew that the other party was coming to Dao, he had already guessed that it was the Sun family who was contributing.

He thought, They are very well-informed. Was it because of Sir?

In this way, the pressure on him was significantly reduced.

The Sun family had unparalleled influence in Dao. No matter in what aspect, their influence was not only in Dao, but it was also in the entire Qi Province. In the coastal peninsula of Qi Province, their family's influence was among the best.

It's a little easier now.

Zheng Weijun lit a cigarette and looked out the window.

It was raining outside. It was snowing in the north, but it was raining in the south.

It was very chilly outside.

Zheng Weijun had added a former partner, a friend whom he had once gotten along well with. He had wanted to get help from his friend. In the end, the friend's reaction had surprised him and even caused him some heartache.

There was no rejection, but the amount of medicine that he wanted was no different from rejection. The man had once been a friend. When all was well, they were chummy. They just lacked the step of becoming blood brothers. When he had encountered difficulties and really needed help, the true character of the person had been revealed.

The former friend thought that Zheng Weijun had lost his power and was the loser of the Zheng family's internal fight. He had completely lost all his power, so there was no value in being friends with him. Yet, he still had to keep up appearances and his so-called "face." It would sound bad if others knew of it, so he had asked for a minimal amount. Zheng Weijun just smiled and drank all the tea in his cup before bidding farewell and leaving.

Hmph, for someone who was abandoned by his family, it's a complete daydream for him to rise again with such a small pharmaceutical company!

He did not think it possible for Zheng Weijun to rise again. If he were to remain friends with him, what would the real power holder of the Zheng family think? In this place, he still needed to rely on that family for his meals in the future.

He softly sighed, "I'm sorry."

"Come, pour out all this tea. It's a pity since it's a good pot of tea!"

"Young Master?"

"Let's go to the next house." Although the slightest sign of discouragement could not be detected on Zheng Weijun's face, his inner thoughts and emotions were not as calm.

Among the mountain villages, thousands of miles away…

There were snowflakes in the sky. It was a little before 5:30 p.m. and completely dark.

When Wang Yao returned home, he saw the table filled with rich dishes. "Wow, how plentiful!"

"Wash your hands and come eat," his mother said.

"Mom, are there any guests today?"

"No, it's just three of us."

"Oh, this table of food is quite plentiful."

"It's snowing. There's nothing to do, so I made a few more dishes. You can drink a couple of glasses with your father."

"OK, no problem," Wang Yao said with a smile.

Outside, the north wind was whistling, and snowflakes were flying. Inside, it was warm and delicious food, and good wine was plentiful.

"Dad, I'd like to give you a toast."

"Come on." Wang Fenghua smiled and clinked his cup with his son.

"It's too cold, so there is nothing to do."

"Yes."

"There are fewer people in the village," Zhang Xiuying said. "Today, some people who had gone to the city returned and talked about how good it is in the city, but I don't think they are used to it."

After listening, Wang Yao just smiled and didn't make any comments.

"I think our village is very good."

"Yes, it's very good," Wang Fenghua said as he picked up a dish.

"By the way, Uncle Yilong came here this morning and brought us a hare."

"What? Why is he giving us stuff again? He just gave us a chicken. Why did he give us another hare? Who shot it?"

"He caught from under the ground."

"Is that so? He must have gone up the hill."

Most of the old people in the village could roughly figure out the routes of the rabbits. According to the old men, these animals generally followed a fixed route and would not easily change it. Once they had understood it, they would be able to catch them by waiting where they often passed by. Of course, it required experience.

"I think his complexion is much better than before," Wang Fenghua said.

"Yes, it is much better. He's almost fully recovered."

"Almost fully recovered? Didn't you say he had a serious illness?" Zhang Xiuying asked.

That was another village euphemism for incurable diseases, such as malignant tumors.

"It is that disease, but it can be cured."

"Can you cure that too?" Wang Fenghua was also surprised.

"Well, yes." Wang Yao nodded.

His parents were stunned for a long time.

They did not know exactly how good their son's medical skills were. For quite a while now, many people had come to the village daily to see him. With the number of visitors, especially since many of them were from other cities and provinces, they knew his skills had to be amazing. People in the village had talked quite a lot about their son, but those people were envious. Of course, there was also some gossip, but those people were the minority. Wang Yao's parents were very proud of him regardless. Yet, they didn't expect that their son's ability had reached the stage that he could cure that kind of disease.

"Good!" Wang Fenghua nodded.

It was a good thing to have the ability, but if his ability was too high, it would worry people.

"Eat."

"Come on, let's go!" Wang Fenghua held up his glass.

The father and son had a lot to drink.

In the Valley of Thousands of Medicine, thousands of miles away…

Lu Xiufeng had gotten himself dead drunk but recovered. They spent the day going around the valley and up the mountain, asking people they met some questions. Of course, Miao Qingfeng had accompanied them throughout the entire journey. After all, the two of them did not understand the local dialect and could not communicate with the people in the stockade smoothly.

This night, there was again warm hospitality, but the invitation was from Miao Qingfeng. The richness of the dishes was not quite as good as the previous night. One could not go too far and outperform one's master, but the taste was still exquisite. The wine was also delicious. Lu Xiufeng drank a lot again.

"I'm sorry. I'm really am sorry to let you see this embarrassing situation," Yang Guanfeng said.

"That's rubbish. Captain Lu is a man of true nature," Miao Qingfeng said with a smile.

After they had arranged for people to help Yang Guanfeng return Lu Xiufeng to his residence, as usual, he brought the delicious hangover soup over.

After the people had left, Lu Xiufeng muttered as he lay on the bed, "Ah, this wine is so exquisite. Why don't you drink more?"

"Alright, get up and have the hangover soup." After lying on the bed for a while, he got up and drank half of the basin of hangover soup.

"What did you find today?"

"There's something wrong with the Soothing of Gods Lake."

"You noticed it too."

"Yes, did you think that there was a problem with it the last time you came?"

"Yes, but I didn't find out what was wrong with it," Yang Guanfeng said. When he stood on the mountain last time he came, he realized that the lake water felt wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong with it.

Lu Xiufeng slapped his thigh and said, "The problem with the lake is that the fish in it is too bloody delicious!"

"Can you have a proper attitude?"

"Alright, to be honest, my feeling is that someone has died in the lake, and there has likely been more than one," Lu Xiufeng said.

"What about the evidence?"

"Like you, I have nothing. It's a man's intuition," Lu Xiufeng said as he turned his palms upward.

"Ah, go to sleep and think about how to proceed tomorrow."

Lu Xiufeng, who was lying on the bed, whispered to himself, "Well, I wonder why the person who delivered the message to you last time didn't show up this time?"