The first thing Liu Shiwen did when she got out was to call Lao Li and ask Lao Li to quickly pay Zhang Jian's payment.

Zhang Jian also received the payment of 150,000 yuan and immediately transferred it to Tan Qing.

Three minutes later, Tan Qing's text message was sent.

"I guess you have some talent."

"A man keeps his word and the money has been returned to you. Please don't pester Leilei again in the future."

Zhang Jian sent Zhang Lei screenshots of the transfer and the text message interface.

"Mr. Liu, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first." Zhang Jian bowed slightly to Liu Shiwen, who leaned on the assistant and nodded lightly, watching Zhang Jian leave.

After getting in the car, Zhang Jian felt a sense of reality. The fragrance of Liu Shiwen lingered on the tip of his nose, making people want to smell it more.

Another phone call came in, interrupting Zhang Jian's random thoughts.

"Zhang Jian, I have thought about it. Let's each take a step back. I will buy 61 kilograms of your fruit, and you will send me fifty kilograms every week on a regular basis!" Sun Youwei's voice came angrily: "Just

Fifty pounds! If it works, it’s fine. If it doesn’t, forget it!”

Zhang Jian was stunned for a long time before he realized that this person was Sun Youwei, "Teacher Sun, so you are not going to teach me about dietary therapy?"

"Master, teach your disciples to starve to death! If you want me to teach you, it depends on whether you have the talent. But it's not possible yet. I have to see if the fruit you send meets the standard."

Zhang Jian was a little unhappy, but the income of 1,000 yuan a week could be regarded as solving the family's living expenses problem, which was better than nothing.

"Okay, but in addition to the payment for the goods, you also have to pay me extra for labor and delivery costs, which is five thousand yuan a month, plus the payment for the goods."

"..." Sun Youwei scratched his hair angrily. He had always dealt with people of noble status. When had he ever met someone as fussy as Zhang Jian?

"Okay, okay, you're being cruel! I'll have a batch tomorrow, with more varieties and enough weight!"

Zhang Jian put down the phone and called his bank card number. Sun Youwei's five thousand yuan arrived in his account quickly, and he also left a transfer message for Zhang Jian: You're welcome to take it and spend it!

After the last thing on his mind was resolved, Zhang Jian felt completely exhausted and drove his small car slowly back home.

Zhang Shunliang and Ma Wenli were washing and chopping vegetables at the door. When they saw Zhang Jian coming back, Ma Wenli wiped her hands and said, "You came back so early today?" She helped Zhang Jian take off his coat and pulled him into the house.

"Well, I'll be back when the things are done." Zhang Jian entered the room and looked at Huang Shufen. Huang Shufen was also sleeping, so he left without disturbing her.

Ma Wenli served Zhang Jian on the kang, then took out a small book from her pocket and handed it to Zhang Jian: "Here, here are the expenses for these two days, take a look."

Zhang Jian waved his hand: "Just keep the accounts yourself. I'll take care of you once a month. I'll also give you my mother's medicine..."

"Don't worry, it's not broken. I went to the hospital yesterday and got some -" She looked at Zhang Jian and finally added: "The medicines are really expensive now."

It's indeed quite expensive. His parents don't have medical insurance, and they can't be reimbursed for medical treatment or medication. Zhang Jian would have been very worried before.

"Also, dad has been coughing for the past two days, so I went to prescribe some cough medicine." Ma Wenli put away the notebook and finally couldn't help complaining: "This medicine is more expensive than what you eat. I don't know why."

It’s time!”

After she finished complaining, she saw Zhang Jian's cold eyes. Ma Wenli couldn't help but tremble and lowered her head.

"I'm not looking down on you now, and I didn't spend a penny on you. Why are you complaining?" Zhang Jian sneered.

He was the one who hadn't slept a wink for days and nights. Ma Wenli only walked two steps to buy medicine and talked more than she did.

"I want to sleep for a while, you go out." Zhang Jian turned over and his breathing gradually became even.

Ma Wenli spat in a low voice and went out with her notebook. Zhang Shunliang brought in the picked vegetables and said, "Is Zhang Jian asleep?"

"Sleep!" Ma Wenli said angrily: "I'm tired too, so I just ate something for lunch. I saw that my mother couldn't eat even when she was lying down, so I stopped doing it for her."

Zhang Shunliang was startled, helplessness appeared on his face, and finally entered the kitchen without saying a word.

Life has finally started to stabilize. It is better to have one less thing than one more thing. Let’s forget it.

Zhang Jian's sleep was not very peaceful. He felt that he was dreaming, but also felt that he was not dreaming.

In his dream, the gleaming "Complete Book of Agricultural Affairs" was floating in mid-air. Zhang Jian wanted to get closer and take a closer look, but the book seemed to be against him and could never reach his eyes.

"The Complete Book of Agricultural Affairs" automatically opened without wind, and the first page was turned, then the second page, then the third page, and finally it was faster and faster, and Zhang Jian was panicking as he read it.

What does this book mean?

Finally, the pages finally stopped and flew to Zhang Jian.

"People regard... food as their heaven. Food can expel evil spirits, calm the internal organs, please the spirit and refresh the mind, and nourish the qi and blood..." Zhang Jian squinted and recognized the small characters above.

After he read this paragraph, the pages suddenly started turning again, and then stopped.

Zhang Jian was stunned for a moment, and as he read on word by word, he suddenly felt overjoyed.

This... this is the basic theory and method of dietary therapy! I didn’t expect that there would be such detailed records in the "Complete Book of Agricultural Affairs"? If you can learn them all, you don’t need to ask Sun Youwei!

Zhang Jian was immediately attracted to it and read it all carefully.

After reading the last page, "The Complete Book of Agricultural Affairs" suddenly closed and stood quietly in front of Zhang Jian.

Zhang Jian seemed to understand it and bowed to it: "Thank you, senior, for your guidance." At this time, "The Complete Book of Agricultural Affairs" gradually disappeared.

And Zhang Jian also woke up from his dream.

He sat on the bed, digesting the dietary knowledge he had just learned in his mind, and then he felt a fire in his chest that was about to move.

Ma Wenli was sleeping soundly when she felt something moving in her ears. When she opened her eyes in a daze, she almost screamed without being frightened: "Zhang Jian, what are you doing if you don't sleep at night?!"

"Nothing, I'm going out for a while."

It's only five o'clock in the morning, the sky is slightly white, and it's far from time to get up.

Ma Wenli rolled her eyes, cursed under her breath, turned over and fell asleep.

Zhang Jian ignored her and took down his mother's medical records from the cabinet next to him and slowly read through them. At the same time, he combined the dietary therapy concepts he had just learned to determine which category of traditional Chinese medicine ALS belongs to.

After reading it, Zhang Jian felt a little confused again... Although most of the dietary therapy has been mastered, Chinese medicine is profound and profound, and it is definitely not something you can learn by just reading a book. Moreover, ALS is so complicated. In addition to heat evil and damp heat,
Chapter completed!