Chapter 117 Jiang You Jiuwei (please give me a monthly ticket)

Qi-replenishing pills are not those magical pills in martial arts secrets, but are blood-activated medicines made of various precious Chinese medicines.

For those who practice, Qi-replenishing pill is not only a magical medicine for promoting blood circulation, but also has miraculous effects on bodybuilding.

According to rumors, that thing is also helpful for internal energy cultivation, it is a panacea.

This kind of elixir tests the quality of medicinal materials and the method of boiling elixirs, so it is difficult to produce in large quantities and has always been in the market for no price.

"Old Zhang, based on our relationship, even if I don't have money, I have to keep this fifth-grade Ye Lao Shan Ginseng for you. Mr. Ma, I'm sorry." Jiang Yun peeled two pieces of moss from the ground and put them in the ground.

The ginseng was wrapped.

[Zhang Zhishun’s original]: “Don’t talk nonsense, bring me ginseng back quickly.”

"I have lived at such an old age. It's the second time I have seen Lao Shan Ginseng from the fifth-grade leaf. That's such a good baby!"

[Medicinal Material Purchaser]: "Old Zhang, you are really unfair to grab Lao Shan Ginseng with Qi Replenishment Pill!"

"Which practitioner can refuse the temptation of Qi Replenishing Pill? Forget it, forget it. Next time I have time, I will go climbing with Xiaoyou Jiang in person. He is digging now and I will buy it now."

[Zhang Zhishun]: "Xiaoma, there are not many old Chinese doctors in your pharmaceutical company. Good medicinal materials fall into your hands, it is just a waste of things."

[Medicinal Material Purchaser]: "Mr. Zhang, don't say that. The old men I raised with high salaries should be feeling uncomfortable."

[Zhang Zhishun’s original]: “Forget it, forget it, let’s not talk about it. Don’t let me see your transaction in the future.”

The live broadcast room fans were secretly shocked when they watched the two bigwigs quarrel.

"Damn it, Xiaoma, why is Mr. Ma so humble?"

"Old Zhang speaks so domineeringly, he is completely arrogant."

"If I had the strength of Mr. Zhang, I would definitely be more arrogant than Mr. Zhang."

[Medicinal Material Purchaser]: "Master Jiang, then we have decided. Please contact me first if you dig a treasure medicine in the future. We will smuggle our personal accounts."

"I'm sloppy. I was deducted a large amount of tax from the company account when Huanghuali left last time. I'm really heartbroken."

Transfers between private accounts do not require tax payments, but transfers from public accounts to private accounts must be paid tax payments.

Jiang Yun was speechless. Last time Huang Huali received public funds transfer, he thought that Mr. Ma was a high-minded person and wanted to pay more taxes, but he didn't expect that Mr. Ma was careless.

Private money transfer can only be said to be a reasonable tax avoidance and is not illegal, but tax evasion will be warned or even jailed.

Because digging ginseng took some time, it was dark when Jiang Yun returned to the bamboo forest.

At this time, Mr. Zhang was cooking porridge in the camp. The pig was lying happily beside the fire, chewing the tender grass bite bite away.

Brother Snake was plastered in a lump along Jiang Yun's sleeping bag. It was holding his head and staring at the pig, spitting out snake letters from time to time. His eyes really looked like a resentful woman.

"Old Zhang, I'm back." Jiang Yun put down Xiaobai and took off the mountaineering tour.

Whoosh!

As soon as the black shadow flashed, the mountaineering bag disappeared on the spot.

Jiang Yun looked back and saw that Master Zhang Zhishun had already taken out the fifth-grade old mountain ginseng from his climbing bag.

Although Master Zhang is older, his body skills are really not bad compared to those of young people!

"Boy, go ahead!"

A small cloth bag was thrown over, Jiang Yun took it and opened it, and found that there were six bank cards and a porcelain bottle the size of a baby's fist.

"Old Zhang, don't worry, we really don't need to pay the money and deliver the goods in one hand."

"You can just put it in your pocket for six million, but you must keep it in your Qi-replenishing Pill. It is the only bottle of stock I have on you." Old Taoist Zhang Zhishun turned around and reminded.

The friends sighed deeply.

"Damn, is Mr. Zhang talking about human words?"

"I suddenly understood why monks often say that they are indifferent to fame and fortune, but they are not short of money."

[Wudang Chen Shiyu]: "Dear lay people, don't talk nonsense. Only Mr. Zhang is not short of money. In fact, most Taoist priests are really short of money."

"Our Wudang Sect pays 1,500 per month for orders. Although it is responsible for food and accommodation, what can 1,500 per month do? [cover your face]"

The professional Taoist priest ran out to refute the rumors, and all the fans in the live broadcast room laughed.

Mr. Zhang is not short of money, he is just a skilled doctor, and Jiang Yun is not short of money. In addition to his good luck and a strong foundation in Tianyuan Taoist Temple, the remaining reason is the identity of a popular anchor.

With a net worth of tens of millions like them, the number of people in this Taoist sect is definitely more than four digits.

After Jiang Yun washed up, he prepared some dried meat for Xiaobai and Brother Snake, and then brought a bowl of hot porridge to the bonfire and asked, "Old Zhang, isn't what you said to Mr. Ma just too much?

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“Excessive?”

The old Taoist Zhang Zhishun frowned and he grabbed a piece of wild ginger dug a few days ago not far away.

He spoke, "Boy, I tell you that there are essential differences between traditional Chinese medicine, Western medicine and modern medicine."

"The traditional Western medicine bloodletting therapy is purely dross and has been abandoned. Now when talking about Western medicine, most people's reaction is actually modern medicine."

"But compared with traditional Chinese medicine, modern medicine is really two extremes. Take pharmaceuticals for example. Traditional Chinese medicine talks about efficacy, while modern medicine talks about effective substances."

Everyone in the live broadcast room was confused, especially those who were prejudiced against traditional Chinese medicine.

"What does it depend on when treating diseases without effective substances?"

"Anyway, I think traditional Chinese medicine is not as useful as Western medicine. I caught a cold last winter. Traditional Chinese medicine took medicine for a week but it didn't get better. It took three or five days to get an injection."

"Traditional Chinese medicine is cheap to treat the underlying disease and slow treatment effect, Western medicine is fast but not curing the underlying disease. Is it abnormal to choose the treatment plan depending on the situation?"

"My father's Chinese medicine, my mother's Western medicine, I caught a cold when I was young, and my mother asked me to find my father [Secretly Observe]"

Seeing Jiang Yun was confused, Old Taoist Zhang Zhishun sighed, took the piece of ginger and said, "Boy, your master has learned fur from traditional Chinese medicine. You have learned fur from his fur, so you don't

I understand, I don’t blame you.”

"I'll use this piece of ginger to explain the principle of Chinese medicine. In traditional Chinese medicine, this ginger has nine flavors and nine meridians."

"There are ginger, dried ginger, sliced ​​ginger, shredded ginger, simmered ginger, ginger charcoal, grilled ginger and pure ginger."

"Let's just take pure ginger as an example. Scrape the skin and it is hot. If it doesn't scrape the skin, it is warm. Cut the ginger into slices. When it is used as medicine, it goes through the lung meridian. Cut the ginger into pieces.

It turns into silk, it walks through the Heart Sutra.”

"From the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, this is a different thing, and the efficacy is completely different, but from the perspective of modern medicine, isn't ginger just ginger?"

"This is just ginger. Laoshan ginseng can be more complicated to explain. Perhaps modern medicine will develop in a few decades, which will prove that what traditional Chinese medicine talks about is the truth."

Jiang Yun touched the back of his head, and he couldn't help asking: "Old Zhang, you are a master of traditional Chinese medicine. Why don't you come forward and explain it to the traditional Chinese medicine doctor?"

"Is it useful to explain traditional Chinese medicine from the end of the Qing Dynasty to the present?"

Old Taoist Zhang Zhishun touched his beard and said angrily: "Anyway, I have said what I should say for decades. I love to believe it, but if I don't believe it, I will leave. Don't disturb me now."
Chapter completed!