Later, as China became more and more powerful, the contradiction between Japan and China was once again exposed at all levels.
Jiang Cheng gradually grew older, and Bian Que Hall was passed on to Jiang Tianrui.
But Jiang Cheng never told anyone about this.
Now that Ozawa Oriji appears again in Qin Fan's medical clinic, his dusty memories are revealed.
But Jiang Cheng didn't know that he had accidentally leaked the secret of Bian Que's inheritance.
Taro Ozawa is so ambitious that he has been spying on Bian Que's heavenly eyes and bloodline for a long time.
Finally, he told his son Masao Ozawa this secret.
Masao Ozawa planned to fish in troubled waters and almost kidnapped his grandson Qin Fan, and almost lost Bian Que's medical book.
"Old man, old man!"
Chen Tu shouted softly a few times before Jiang Cheng woke up from his memories.
Jiang Cheng waved his hands and smiled slightly.
"Oh~ It's okay, I thought of some past events."
He stood up, rummaged through a pile of books on the desk, and finally found a book.
He figuratively dusted it off, but actually he didn't.
"Xiao Chen, please give this book to Xiao Fan."
Chen Tu took it over doubtfully. The title of the book was "China's Lost Advanced Craftsmanship".
He didn't know why Jiang Cheng thought of sending a book, and he didn't ask.
"Okay, I'll drop it off when I get home from get off work."
Jiang Cheng nodded and said nothing.
He thought to himself: "I hope Xiaofan can understand the contents of the book."
He had a vague feeling that Ozawa Oriji might be from the Ozawa family.
But he couldn't interfere and could only use the contents of the book to remind his grandson.
By the way, Qin Fan finished the phone call with his father and started packing.
With nothing to do, I cleaned the room with Xiaowen and Phoenix Girl.
Then I called my aunt Fang Hui.
He said he was going to return to Haizhou and return the room key tomorrow morning.
He was about to go to the bathroom to wash up when a call came in. It was an unknown number from Beijing.
"Young Master, I am Chen Tu."
Qin Fan was slightly startled, and then he remembered who it was.
"Oh, Uncle Chen, is something wrong?"
"Young Master, the old man asked me to bring you something." Chen Tu said.
"Okay, Uncle Chen, just wait a moment, I'll be out right away."
Qin Fan hung up the phone and quickly walked out of the community.
Seeing Chen Tu sitting on a bench outside the community, he walked over.
"Uncle Chen, hello!"
"Young Master." Chen Tu quickly stood up.
"Uncle Chen, it's so hard for you to make a trip so late at night."
"Haha, it's okay, I'll bring it to you on the way."
Chen Tu smiled and said, "The old man asked me to bring you a book."
Sending a book? Qin Fan was surprised.
Chen Tu took out the book from his briefcase with a smile and handed it to Qin Fan.
Qin Fan took it and took a look at it in confusion, and was immediately dumbfounded.
This is a report book called "China's Lost Advanced Technology".
"Uncle Chen, what does grandpa mean when he gave me this book? What didn't he say?"
Because the book in my hand is neither a medical book nor a medical note.
"I don't know. The old man didn't say anything. He just asked me to give you the book to read."
Chen Tu smiled and said: "Young Master, your grandfather must have a lot of profound thoughts."
"Okay, is my grandpa in good health?" Qin Fan asked with concern.
After all, blood is thicker than water. This is Qin Fan's closest relative, and he still cares about her very much.
"It's very good. The old man has good living habits and there is no big problem."
"Don't look at the old man who doesn't go out much. He cares about you."
Chen Tu pulled Qin Fan to sit on the bench and started talking.
He also learned some information by the way so that he could report to Jiang Cheng tomorrow.
The two talked for a while before Chen Tu said goodbye and left.
The flight from Beijing to Haizhou is after noon.
The next morning.
Qin Fan, Xiaowen, and Phoenix Girl went to Yenching University in the capital.
We had dinner at my aunt Fang Hui’s house at noon.
After the meal, Zhang Feng called and said that he was coming to see him off on behalf of Mr. Zhang.
Qin Fan had no choice but to ask the other party to pick them up at Yenching University.
Zhang Feng still drives a Jeep with military license plates, which is very conspicuous.
"Zhang Feng, you are too serious."
"Mr. Qin, this is a political mission." Zhang Feng said jokingly.
"I am representing my father, Yi Qing, and me. What do you mean if the task is not completed?"
Qin Fan felt warm in his heart.
"Mr. Qin, please!" He opened the car door for Qin Fan and made a gesture of invitation.
After a few people got in the car, they headed to the airport.
"Zhang Feng, don't forget to notify me when you and Sister Yi are happy." Qin Fan said.
"Definitely not, no one can be without you!"
"To be honest, now that you're gone, I really miss you."
Zhang Feng was telling the truth, because everyone in the capital cared about his aura.
Only Qin Fan, who came from a foreign country, didn't care about his identity.
From the beginning, we interacted with him as equals without any scruples.
Although he calls Qin Fan sir, in his heart he truly regards Qin Fan as his lifelong good brother.
"Haha, I have a chance to come to Haizhou to visit."
"Well, I will definitely go if I have the chance. I will come with Yi Qing then."
after an hour.
A flight from Beijing to Haizhou took off on time.
When Qin Fan was bored, he thought of the book his grandfather gave him.
He took out this not-thick book from his bag, opened the first page, and read on.
The book tells about the three major industries in which China once had an absolute advantage in the world.
Namely silk, porcelain, tea.
These three seemingly ordinary things were once China's high-tech industries that were proud of the world in ancient times.
Either way it makes the Western world crazy.
It was once China's main foreign trade product.
Missionaries learned about silk-making techniques in China and secretly hid silkworm seeds and mulberry seeds in hollow crutches.
Successfully stole China's silk technology, which severely damaged China's economy at that time.
The same missionary, Perry Entrecola, whose Chinese name is Yin Hongxu.
He wrote two reports on porcelain production technology, attached relevant samples, and sent them back to Europe.
Successfully stole China's porcelain production technology.
He also stole very important smallpox prevention techniques from China.
There is also economic spy Robert Fortune who traveled to tea-producing areas such as Zhejiang, Anhui, and Fujian as a Chinese.
While learning about the Chinese tea production process.
While secretly collecting 24,000 small tea trees and 17,000 tea tree seeds.
Successfully stole the tea-making technology belonging to China.
Today's Assam black tea sells well all over the world, but as the birthplace of tea, China does not have a world-famous tea brand.
Qin Fan spent more than an hour browsing it and felt not at all relaxed.
He closed his eyes and thought about the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine.
Korea has been claiming that they invented acupuncture, and they even want to set international standards for human acupuncture points.
The Japanese developed the traditional Chinese Liushen Pills into Jiuxin Pills, and the Koreans developed the Chinese Niuhuang Qingxin Pills into Niuhuang Qingxin Liquid, and they have also applied for patents in many countries around the world.
They continue to steal the achievements of traditional Chinese medicine, which makes countless Chinese traditional medicine practitioners sigh with regret.
But Huaxia, the biggest victim, was bitten back and smeared again and again.
Qin Fan suddenly opened his eyes.
He seemed to understand his grandfather's reminder.
But he frowned again, he really didn't want to associate his friend with this.
I thought to myself: "Does grandpa know something?"
However, he still believed that he was right about his friend.