Wen Shanshan used serving chopsticks to put the cooked tripe into Xu Qingzhi's bowl, and casually joined the conversation and asked curiously: "What's wrong? What's going on?"
Xu Qingzhi tasted a piece of tripe. It was very crispy and cooked just right. He said in a light tone that he didn't think it was a big deal: "My brother encountered a little trouble at school. It will be solved soon. It's not a big deal."
Wen Shanshan blurted out: "If there is anything I can do to help, just tell me."
Xu Qingzhi smiled, rubbed her head and said, "Okay."
Mr. Mo on the side spoke slowly: "By the way, Qingzhi, I heard that you are going to cooperate with the Agricultural University?"
"Yeah." Xu Qingzhi nodded, "It's not really a cooperation. It just provides them with some seed vegetables for their research on a long-term basis."
Zhou Zheng also joined the topic: "Qingzhi, I remember you also planted some medicinal materials?"
Xu Qingzhi looked at Zhou Zheng, "Well, does Mr. Zhou need anything?"
"I have some ideas. You also know that the current traditional Chinese medicine environment is not very good. There are many shoddy traditional Chinese medicines in the market. They use platycodon instead of American ginseng and fake poria are common." Zhou Zheng said with a solemn face when mentioning these, "Even many domestic traditional Chinese medicines.
The resources of traditional Chinese medicine are monopolized by foreign countries, and the good ones are sold abroad, while the bad ones are sold domestically. Traditional Chinese medicine has been criticized for being ineffective over the years. The younger generation rarely sees the true skills of old traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, so the higher authorities also intend to train a group of people and create a
A specialized Chinese medicine hall needs a specialized medicinal material base to pass on and carry forward the true skills of Chinese medicine."
After Xu Qingzhi listened, she thought of her grandfather and second uncle.
Grandpa is considered an old Chinese medicine doctor, but he no longer treats people. Whenever he has free time, he might just go to the mountains to pick honeysuckle and plantains, dry them in the shade, soak them in water and drink them.
My second uncle had been seeing doctors for decades. When he reached middle age, a new regulation suddenly came out and doctors had to get a certificate. At that time, this certificate was also very difficult for him.
If the second uncle, who is in his forties or fifties, has tested like this, let alone those old Chinese doctors who are seventy or eighty years old, this is not a embarrassment.
Xu Qingzhi said slowly: "Those old Chinese medicine doctors who are capable and experienced are quite young. It is really difficult for them to conduct research, but it would be great if we can gather them together and lead the disciples to pass it on."
This is why many people go to big hospitals for a bunch of tests, but the medicines they prescribe cannot cure the disease. The patients have no choice but to ask around to see if there are any reliable old Chinese doctors who can save the disease.
A good old Chinese doctor, his acupuncture can really save lives.
"This idea only took shape some time ago, but there is still a problem with the medicinal materials." Zhou Ru said truthfully.
Xu Qingzhi: "Well, I can leave the medicinal materials from my farm to you."
It's not that she has a noble character or wants to make any contribution, but... she's too lazy to concoct medicinal materials.
The industrious little paper man had taken care of the medicinal materials in the space, and the Chinese medicine cabinet that she moved in was filled to the brim.
The two worried 'little housekeepers' urged her to buy more Chinese medicine cabinets every day. She thought that when she came to Kyoto this time, she would buy them while her parents were away.
When she was in the world of immortality, she had learned alchemy. Standing by the stove made her very tired, but because she was worried that the task had not been completed, she got tired. She could not trust others, so she devoted herself to learning alchemy and medical skills.
After I came back, I initially planned to plant some medicinal materials, just in case I got sick or something in the future and needed medicinal materials.
Just like the ginseng at the beginning, there must be a clear reason to sneak out of the aura space.
So I came up with the idea of growing medicinal materials in reality, plus farming...that is to say, whenever you see an open space, it is difficult to control yourself from planting it.
Otherwise, my heart will feel very itchy.
That feeling is the same as seeing eggs in a henhouse and not picking them up.
How could I possibly bear it!
There are too many medicinal materials for interplanting under the fruit trees. If Mr. Zhou's traditional Chinese medicine hall needs it, she can just be the shopkeeper and leave it to their people to deal with it.
When Zhou Zheng heard Qingzhi's readily agreed, he remembered the time when he first met her. He wanted some environmental samples, but he personally took people to the farm to help before he got his wish.
Unexpectedly, Qing Zhi immediately agreed when he brought it up so proactively today.
His eyes turned red, and he understood Qingzhi's intention. He raised his teacup and said, "Qingzhi, come on, today I would like to thank you in advance with tea instead of wine. You don't even know how much help you have provided for the development of traditional Chinese medicine in the future. You
My child, that’s great. If you agree today, I will be more confident. I will communicate with the superiors about the Chinese Medicine Hall and arrange it as soon as possible."
Xu Qingzhi raised his glass and said, "Mr. Zhou, you're welcome."
Then Jiang Xiao also came over with a cup, "Teacher, come on, let's all have one together as a welcome to Qingzhi to Kyoto."
Everyone raised their glasses and rejoiced.
Zhou Zheng was so excited that he wished he could chat more about the Chinese Medicine Hall with Qingzhi.
In fact, he came up with the idea of the Chinese Medicine Hall after he saw a patient who was desperate and couldn't control the condition even by taking medicine. He ended up going for acupuncture and prescribed some Chinese medicine and drank it and the condition was under control.
Although it was stated that the above-mentioned idea was behind the establishment of the Chinese Medicine Hall, in fact it was mainly him who took the lead.
People have lived to this age and don’t know how long they can live, so they always want to leave some good things behind.
As a result, Mr. Mo on the side held the back of his hand and stopped him: "Okay, Qingzhi came to Kyoto and participated in school activities. It was a tiring day. It was not easy for me to eat hot pot with so many young people.
, I feel like I have become younger. I eat happily and talk about business later.”
Zhou An on the side also said: "Dad, your Chinese medicine hall has just begun to take shape. Don't worry, let's eat first."
"Okay, okay." Zhou Zheng listened to the advice.
Soon, the topic turned to other places.
Zhou An asked: "By the way, why didn't Yingzi come today?"