Although the medicinal formulas Wu Dong brought out seemed quite exquisite, they were just generic goods from the previous life.
As long as Huang Feihong understands the principles, it is not difficult to improve.
According to him, if he is given enough time and according to the ideas given by Wu Dong, he can make the improved formula as popular as possible.
Although Wu Dong didn't care much about this, in the process of communicating with Huang Feihong, his medical skills also improved a lot, and he also got an improved version of the medicated diet recipe, which made him a lot of money.
At this time, Wu Dong, his younger brother, and Yan Zhendong were enjoying the medicinal diet improved by Huang Feihong almost every day, and the effect was quite obvious.
Wu Dong can clearly feel that the effect of his exercise is very obvious, and his physical fitness has shown signs of overall improvement after exercise.
These, the improved version of medicated diet has played a big role...
Of course, the cost of making an improved version of the medicated diet was much higher than the previous medicated diet, but Wu Dong could afford it at this time.
Looking at the recent complexions of Huang Feihong, Zhu Zhurong, and other disciples of Bao Zhilin, it is obvious that they are also eating improved medicinal diet.
Zhu Zhurong complained a lot, saying that he had been burning up his body lately, and if he didn't practice hard to vent his energy, he might not even be able to sleep.
Regarding this kind of behavior in Versailles, Wu Dong said to go away, isn't it because he has a good master? It is indeed remarkable.
As a famous medical center in Foshan, Baozhilin naturally has a large number of medicinal materials in reserve.
As the saying goes, the wealth does not go to outsiders, Wu Dong simply handed over the purchase order of medicinal materials to Bao Zhilin. Huang Feihong was such a gentleman that he specifically ordered the disciple in charge of the medicine shop to provide it to Wu Dong at cost price.
Tsk, no wonder Huang Feihong has such a great reputation and runs a famous medical clinic, but he only has the financial resources of the middle class in Foshan city.
According to Zhu Zhurong, before the militia has a stable income, Bao Zhilin's meat supply will be provided at cost price. Otherwise, if he wants to support the martial arts training needs of many disciples, he may not be able to support it for long.
Things are much better now...
Although Huang Feihong did not want to take advantage of the militia, he had to accept the benefits of the militia. Otherwise, how could the militia brothers have the nerve to accept it?
In this way, Bao Zhilin never spent any money on the supply of meat, eggs, vegetables and poultry.
As for the medicinal materials for the improved version of the medicinal diet, Bao Zhilin's income level can still barely afford it.
Of course, it would be impossible for every younger brother like Wu Dong and Yan Zhendong to receive sufficient amounts of improved medicinal dietary supplements.
But despite this, Bao Zhilin's disciples have recently felt that their bodies are like a furnace, and the effects of exercise are great.
Huang Feihong, on the other hand, had a whimsical idea of supplying medicated meals to the young people of the militia in the canteen that was about to be built by the militia in order to improve their physical fitness and exercise effects.
Of course, he was not dizzy yet, so he used the medicinal formula that Wu Dong had brought out before.
However, as soon as it was proposed, the core members of the militia, namely Wu Dong and Zhu Zhurong, as well as several captains, were firmly opposed.
It's not that Wu Dong and the others are too stingy, but I don't want to let medicinal recipes spread.
But, we really can’t afford it.
After all, the militia has more than 500 young people, all of whom are pot-bellied. Although the canteen of the militia was built, it only provided one lunch as a welfare subsidy.
But the problem is, these guys are really good at eating.
It is completely conceivable that some young people in the militia will only eat the lunch meal in order to reduce the burden on their families.
Anyway, at this time, except for the rich and powerful, they basically had two meals a day.
In addition, the militia provided free soup that could offset fatigue, plus a few multi-grain steamed buns, which was enough to last them a whole day.
Of course, in order to give face to Huang Feihong, the leader of the militia, Wu Dong promised to add an appropriate proportion of medicinal materials to the cauldron after the canteen was built.
Although in this way, the medicinal diet will be diluted and its effect will be greatly reduced, it is still better than nothing.
Wu Dong's performance in all aspects was very outstanding, especially his great contribution in the affairs of the militia, and his great contributions, which made Huang Feihong treat him differently.
At least Wu Dong could come to Baozhilin to visit him at any time, and was allowed to watch Baozhilin's disciples practice their martial arts, and even occasionally receive guidance from Huang Feihong.
You know, this kind of thing is quite taboo in the world.
Likewise, Wu Dong was not only a frequent visitor to Bao Zhilin, but also quickly became familiar with Bao Zhilin's martial arts.
Otherwise, how could he possibly recognize at a glance the crane fist used by Huang Feihong and the tiger fist used by Zhu Zhurong?
Not two days after the happy day, Huang Feihong suddenly called Wu Dong and Zhu Zhurong from the temporary base of the vigilante group to Baozhilin and told them a very bad news.
"The Black Flag Army will lay off another three hundred people!"
After telling the news, Huang Feihong's eyes were solemn and his face looked very ugly.
"Is it another imperial order?"
Wu Dong didn't feel much about it. His relationship with the Black Flag Army, that is, the relationship between the logistics supplier and his employer, was very dull.
Of course, whether it was due to personal emotions or the interests involved in the militia, he was firmly on the side of the Black Flag Army.
Huang Feihong nodded silently...
"Master, what on earth is going on?"
Zhu Zhurong was confused and asked: "Why did the imperial court lay off three hundred Black Flag Army soldiers? Didn't they already lay off almost five hundred people before?"
There were some words he didn't say. The Black Flag Army itself only had less than 3,000 troops. How could it withstand such a forceful dismantling?
"Nothing surprising!"
Wu Dong, however, did not take it seriously and sneered: "The imperial court is not worried about the Black Flag Army. It is enough to know this!"
After saying that, he turned to look at Huang Feihong and said in a deep voice: "Master Huang, what does Liu Tongzhi mean? How should we arrange the three hundred soldiers who have been dismissed?"
He already had a rough guess in his mind, and he didn't know what to say.
Sure enough, Huang Feihong looked a little embarrassed and said hesitantly: "Master Liu means to let these disbanded Black Flag Army soldiers join the militia!"
Having said this, he looked at Wu Dong with a sincere face: "A Dong, although I know that doing this will put a lot of pressure on the logistics of the militia, but..."
There is nothing to say!
Wu Dong was not angry or depressed. Who said he was Huang Feihong's main helper in militia affairs at this time?
Now that Huang Feihong, the leader of the vigilante group, has made a decision, it is naturally difficult for him to speak out against it. However, the Black Flag Army must provide sufficient support. Otherwise, the logistical pressure on the vigilante group will be too great, and other brothers in the vigilante group may become dissatisfied...