After everyone thought about it, they thought Yang Jingbo's explanation made sense.

Zhao Yuan shook his head and laughed: "I was originally worried that if I would be cursed and spit out when I walked on the Japanese streets these two days, I didn't expect that this situation was completely opposite to what I imagined."

Everyone was happy and laughed non-stop.

While chatting and laughing, the waiter brought the Japanese food they ordered. Although the quantity of each serving was not large, it could not resist the number of servings Zhao Yuan ordered. Soon the table was filled with extras, and the excess could only be placed on the shelf beside it.

Zhao Yuan greeted everyone and said, "Don't be polite, let's move. My stomach is already so hungry that I'm rumbled. If I don't eat anything, I'm afraid I'll faint from hunger."

Everyone laughed in silence, and raised their chopsticks to move.

During the meal, Yang Jingbo did not forget to talk to Zhao Yuan about the serious matter: "By the way, I have another thing I have to tell you. In the past two days, many famous Japanese medical schools, such as the University of Tokyo Medical School, Japan Medical University, etc., have sent you invitations."

"What are you invited to do?" Zhao Yuan asked vaguely while quickly stuffing sashimi and sushi into his mouth.

Yang Jingbo replied with a smile: "Some of them invite you to give speeches, some of them invite you to do academic exchanges, and there are even one or two Japanese medical schools who want to give you the title of honorary doctorate. It seems that you have won the Han medicine alone, which has indeed brought great shock to the Japanese medical community. Even these well-known medical schools are impressed by you!"

After Zhao Yuan swallowed the food in his mouth, he said, "Let me give it back. I have no time to give speeches and academic exchanges, and I have no interest in the title of honorary doctorate."

"I knew you would say that, OK, I will help you turn off these invitations after dinner." Yang Jingbo nodded, and while drinking sake, he shook his head: "It is said that after the Chinese prescription doctor defeated you, he realized the gap between himself and Chinese medicine. He was planning to travel east again and send smart and talented young people to China to learn Chinese medicine knowledge."

Zhao Yuan raised his eyebrows, raised his head and asked, "There is still this? What are you planning?"

Yang Jingbo lowered his voice and said, "It has been agreed that you can come and learn, but he will only teach them the public knowledge in textbooks and the exquisite medical skills and skills. He will never teach them! He will not even show it in front of them!"

It’s no wonder that traditional Chinese medicine treats Chinese medicine as a thief and guards the situation, just because what the Chinese medicine doctors did was too despicable and shameless. Traditional Chinese medicine treats them as friends and disciples, but they end up cheating them. After suffering a loss, they naturally have to learn from their lessons and it is impossible to fall into the pit again.

Zhao Yuan frowned and said, "Why do you have to be so troublesome? You might as well not accept them."

"That won't work."

Yang Jingbo shook his head and said with a serious expression: "If you don't accept it, it is easy for people to misunderstand, thinking that our Chinese medicine is conservative and unwilling to impart knowledge to outsiders. This will hinder the development and dissemination of Chinese medicine. Besides, we also plan to take advantage of the opportunity of Chinese medicine to go east to seek knowledge and make a good publicity. We must step on the shoulders of Chinese medicine and expand the influence and popularity of Chinese medicine around the world, so that more people, especially more foreigners, will understand Chinese medicine, understand Chinese medicine, and participate in the study and research of Chinese medicine!"

Zhao Yuan really didn't expect that this time, not only did the Chinese prescription doctors do the moves, but the Chinese prescription doctors also had great plans! He nodded and did not persuade them anymore, because he believed that the Chinese prescription doctors who had suffered a loss would never be able to give the Chinese prescription doctors an opportunity.

This time, the Han doctor is afraid that he will pay his wife and his troops!

While eating the sea, Zhao Yuan turned to another question: "By the way, Director Yang, when will we return to China?"

Yang Jingbo said: "You have been sleeping all the time before, so we didn't have time to go back. Look, how about returning home in three days? On the one hand, it is to give you more rest, and on the other hand, it is rare for everyone to come to Japan, so it's better for you to stroll around in the past two days."

"Yes." Zhao Yuan agreed.

In the following time, he was not only talking to everyone occasionally, but also eating food.

The food that was enough for twenty or thirty people to eat was like a wind blowing away the clouds. He ate it, which made Ye Pei and other reporters stunned and amazed: "We have interviewed some big eaters before, but the little things they ate were completely incomparable to Zhao Yuan. Your stomach is also amazing!"

Zhao Yuan smiled and said, "Isn't this hungry? My appetite is normal."

Yang Jingbo ruthlessly said: "Come on, you used to have a big appetite, but it has only become smaller in recent times."

After seeing this scene, the restaurant owner also knew that Zhao Yuan ordered a lot of food, not because he wanted to kill him, but because he was really edible, which made him smile. Because he thought that Zhao Yuan’s appetite was so big that the food in his store tasted good! If he could use this matter to promote and hype, the restaurant’s business would definitely reach a new level! After all, Zhao Yuan is now a household name in Japan!

After swallowing the last bowl of udon noodles, Zhao Yuan touched his stomach with satisfaction. So much food he had just eaten had been digested by his stomach and intestines into the essence of water and grain, moistening and nourishing his body, which allowed him to regain some strength and not be as weak as before.

After thanking the boss for his kind hospitality, Zhao Yuan and others left the restaurant.

Yang Jingbo said: "We plan to go to nearby attractions and historical sites and then go to the mall to buy something. What about you? Do you want to go with us?"

Zhao Yuan shook his head and declined, "You go, I have to go back and continue to sleep."

Yang Jingbo was stunned and stunned: "Ah? Still sleeping?"

"Of course, if you don't sleep, how can you digest so much of what you just ate?" Zhao Yuan's words were of course joking. In fact, he wanted to go back to purify and absorb the power he gained in the past two days.

During his sleeping period, he received a huge amount of vows. If he could digest and absorb these vows, his condition would definitely be greatly restored.

Yang Jingbo didn't know these situations and thought he was really going back to rest, so he sent Zhao Yuan back to the hotel room with everyone, and then went to stroll around the scenery and shop.
Chapter completed!