1983: From Land Sharing to Household Ownership

In the current tea city, at least half of the people who go to the city to buy things are diverted by the big supermarket at the head of the tea river.

Therefore, even on New Year's Eve, the main street leading to Cross Street is still not crowded.

In addition, the current streets of Tea City have been overhauled with a lot of money invested by the county, and the off-road vehicle driven by Wang Qiang can also pass normally.

He drove an off-road vehicle and came to the intersection where the Water and Electricity Bureau and the Sanitation Bureau are located. He turned left and entered the branch road leading to the county hospital.

This fork was originally a dirt road only five or six meters wide, but now it has been transformed into a straight twelve-meter wide concrete road.

Moreover, with the demonstration of Jiangbei Village ahead, the county has also made great efforts to build the sewers and sidewalks on both sides well. Even like the main street, even the green trees on both sides have been planted.

This is not the case in the memory of later generations, until the twenty-first century.

The road is wide, and driving into it is naturally more smooth.

After a while, Wang Qiang came to the gate of the county hospital and turned south.

Huang Lao TCM is so famous, and he has memories of later generations, of course he knows where he lives.

Walk along this road for about 150 meters, and turn into the path leading to the river for about 100 meters, which is the home of Huang Lao TCM.

It was an old landlord's house left over from ancient times.

It is also the only courtyard-style blue-brick building in the entire Tea City that can be completely preserved in the turbulent era.

There must have been many such houses in the former Tea City, but they were all demolished violently.

About ten minutes later, Wang Qiang stopped at the entrance of a mansion made of bluestone, blue bricks, and wood and grey tiles.

This is a Ming Dynasty building, which looks very ancient and very strong.

The gate is a completely wooden gate building, with finely carved patterns, lifelike.

The entire mansion is surrounded by a large green brick wall, covering an area of ​​about 800 square meters.

Several big trees can be seen in front of the door and in the courtyard inside the door, at least several hundred years old.

There is no doubt that this is a mansion with a strong historical charm.

It is rumored that the ancestor of Huang Lao TCM was an official and gentry who was exiled in the Ming Dynasty.

Wang Qiang was not sure before, but now he has seen this typical Ming Dynasty building, and he has already asserted that it is credible.

"Peng Peng Peng..."

Wang Qiang walked up to the bluestone steps at the gate and started knocking on the door.

After a while, a man in his thirties came to open the door. He first looked at Wang Qiang, and then at the luxury South China Tiger off-road vehicle parked beside him.

He is very well informed, and knows that there are various models of South China Tiger cars that are currently spreading in the tea city.

This is obviously the most expensive off-road vehicle that sells for around three million.

This kind of car can only be owned by Wang Qiang's company's core management personnel in Chacheng. No one else in the county can afford it, and they are reluctant to buy it.

"Hello, this is the home of the old doctor Huang."

This man is Huang Zhenbo, the youngest son of Huang Lao TCM.

However, Wang Qiang knew him, but he did not know Wang Qiang.

After all, Wang Qiang has never been here since he grew up and became sensible.

"Excuse me, are you here..."

Seeing Wang Qiang's blushing face and high-spirited appearance, he must not have come to see a doctor, so Huang Zhenbo asked curiously.

"Hello, I'm Wang Qiang from the Chacheng Automobile Factory. When I was a child, I was saved by an old Chinese medicine doctor."

Wang Qiang didn't hide it, and said directly, "Last night, Zhang De, our company's security captain, accidentally broke his hand and came here for bone repair."

"I heard from them today that the old Chinese doctor Huang was sick and came here to see it."

"You...you are Wang Qiang?"

Huang Zhenbo was suddenly shocked. He didn't expect that this tall and handsome young man was actually Wang Qiang, who had a great reputation in Tea City!

However, judging from his age and this car, this is indeed the legendary Wang Qiang.

This is also the only celebrity in the entire tea city who is more famous than his father.

Like his father, he can be called the living Buddha of all families in the tea city, and has a huge influence on the people of the tea city.

"Hello! I'm Huang Zhenbo, the youngest son of Huang Lao TCM, please come in!"

He first shook hands with Wang Qiang, and quickly took Wang Qiang into the main room.

There is a strong smell of Chinese herbal medicine here, and it is obvious that medicine is being boiled in the house.

"Big brother, second brother, this is Wang Qiang, the boss of the Chacheng Automobile Factory. I heard that my father is bedridden, so I came here to see it."

Just as he walked into the very spacious and bright main room, Huang Zhenbo introduced to the two older brothers who were looking at Wang Qiang.

"Boss Wang Qiang of the Tea City Automobile Factory?"...

The two of them were startled, stood up quickly, and greeted politely, "I'm Huang Zhenping, this is my second brother Huang Zhenhai."

"Boss Wang, please take time out of your busy schedule to visit my dad."

Among the three brothers, Huang Zhenping, the most talkative, said to Wang Qiang.

The three brothers knew Wang Qiang's reputation. After all, they were the number one celebrity in the tea city.

Moreover, Wang Qiang's series of actions were so amazing that the entire tea city had undergone tremendous changes because of him.

Their father is a good buy in Tea City, but in case... in the future, there may be some aspects that need Wang Qiang's care.

Under normal circumstances, the three brothers are very polite.

"Well, you're welcome."

Wang Qiang waved his hand and said.

He now has an inexplicable power, far surpassing the county's director Xiao, and even more than the city's director Peng. Every move is awe-inspiring.

"I want to go in and see Huang Lao TCM. I had acute bronchitis when I was a child, and I was in danger. It was still treated by Huang Lao TCM in time."

He told the three brothers of the Huang family his intentions.

"That's fine! Please..."

Huang Zhenping nodded and said, leading Wang Qiang towards the inner hall.

Since Huang Lao TCM fell ill, many people have come to see him, including the county director Xiao.

It is not surprising that Wang Qiang came to visit now.

After all, in the life of the old doctor Huang, he has saved too many people, and it is impossible to count them.

Relying on the magical medical skills that basically cure the disease with one hand, and the fees are reasonable, it has gained its current reputation.

Accompanied by the three brothers of the Huang family, Wang Qiang came to a large wing of the inner hall, and when he looked up, he saw the old doctor Huang lying on the bed with a quilt on his body.

His already thin face is getting thinner and thinner, his face is gray and his eyes are sunken, and a discerning person can see that his time is short.

However, his sanity was still very clear. When he saw someone coming in, he tried his best to raise his thin arm, gestured, and pointed to the wooden bench beside him.

"Dad, this is the most famous Wang Qiang in our tea city. He is the boss of the company who opened a large car factory and built cars."

"He heard that you were sick today, so he came to see you specially."

Huang Zhenping hurriedly stepped forward, bent down, and whispered to his father.

"Old doctor Huang, I'm Wang Qiang, I came to see you today."

Wang Qiang sat on the wooden bench and said to the old doctor Huang.

"Wang Qiang? Are you the master craftsman Wang Qiang?"

Huang Lao TCM opened his mouth weakly and said, "You are very good, you are worthy of your title of master craftsman, and you have done a lot of practical things for the tea city."

He seldom praised others, and there were not many times in his life that he recognized Wang Qiang.

"Old Chinese doctor Huang, when I was young, I was fortunate to have obtained a set of ancient miraculous qigong inheritance. After practicing for more than ten years, now not only is my body strong, but I can also treat people's diseases."

"If you believe me, let me see."

Wang Qiang directly explained the purpose of his visit to Huang Lao TCM, "When I was about two years old, I had acute bronchitis that winter, and it seemed that I was going to die, but my parents brought me to you in time, and you were relieved. healed."

"After I learned this set of self-cultivation qigong, which I feel is very miraculous, I have never tried it. However, the probability of curing you is very high."

"Magic Qigong?"

The old doctor Huang's eyes lit up when he heard it, and even his spirit was a little more vigorous.

He is not an ordinary person, he knows that there are many miraculous qigongs in ancient times.

Even in the current army, there are several sets of hard qigong circulating, but it is not nonsense.

When he was young, he went into the mountains to collect medicine, and saw a Taoist priest who killed an adult wild boar with one punch.

There are also some elaborations on miraculous qigong in his family medical book.

If others don't believe it, he must believe it.

"Wang Qiang, I have treated too many people, and because I am old, I can't remember what happened at that time."

The old doctor Huang said breathlessly, "However, I see that you are full of energy and blood, Huaguang is fighting, and your energy is far superior to ordinary people, I believe you!"

As for a person's qi and blood, Huang Lao TCM couldn't be more clear, and at a glance, he could see Wang Qiang's spirit, which was far beyond comparison with other people.

Can live, who wants to die?

"Zhenping, take your brother and the others, retreat a little, and let Wang Qiang take the shot."

Huang Lao TCM said decisively.

He knew very well that his body was already incapable of recovery. At that time, he had never seen the magic of qigong.

This is also the reason why he immediately agreed to Wang Qiang.

His prestige had been rooted in the hearts of the three sons for a long time, and the three sons, ranging in age from thirty to fifty, immediately withdrew a few meters away.

Huang Lao TCM only got married when he was in his forties. He is proficient in medical theory, in order to keep his spirit as much as possible when he was young.

"Old Chinese doctor Huang, take this pill."

Wang Qiang took out the small wooden box he carried with him, took out the beeswax pill from it, and said to him, "This is a piece of wild ginseng I obtained at that time according to the inheritance of qigong, made with honey and other medicinal materials. A person's energy is very effective."

"There are only six of these pills in total. My sister and I have already taken five of them. This is the last one."

He had to explain the preciousness of the pill, so that he would have an excuse to shirk some things in the future.

Let everyone believe that the unrepeatable magic pill is the main reason why you can cure your disease.

"The outer skin is full of honey? Is this the inner pill?"

The old doctor Huang took the pill with trembling hands, looked at it, and knew that the surface of the pill was pure honey.

Thinking that this is the legendary inner pill, Huang Lao TCM was a little excited, but also reluctant.

He really wanted to study this extremely precious inner pill, but now he was powerless.

However, according to legend, the inner pills made by Taoist priests are made of thousands of years of medicinal materials, which is true.

"Hey, this incomparably precious pill, give me this bad old man to eat, this..."

He gave a wry smile, no longer hesitated, and put the pill into his mouth.

After biting the pill, a strong fragrance descended down his throat, and he swallowed the pill involuntarily.

"strengthen!"

Wang Qiang pressed his hand against the forehead of the old Chinese medicine practitioner Huang, and for the first time tried the strengthening of golden fingers on the human body to see if it was effective.

With the 300 points of merit, it disappeared in an instant. At the same time that the old doctor Huang started to recover quickly, Wang Qiang was shocked!

"It takes 300 merit points for one enhancement? This..."

The omnipotent merit value, which can strengthen and upgrade the human body, makes Wang Qiang extremely happy, but also surprised.

You must know that this pair of human enhancement upgrades once, and the merit value spent is enough to strengthen three top-level ordinary mutant beasts.

This time, he really made a lot of money.

Forget it, it can be regarded as fulfilling his wish and completely repaying his gratitude.

The old Chinese medicine doctor in front of him, his body is recovering quickly, visible to the naked eye,

Under the shock of Wang Qiang and his three sons, in just a few minutes, they had returned to their peak state!

Although he is still an old man of nearly 90 years old, his face is red and his spirit is strong, how can he still look like a patient!

"Pfft!"...

At the same time that the old doctor Huang got out of bed in high spirits, the three brothers of the Huang family knelt down in front of Wang Qiang in unison, and kowtowed their heads with tears in their eyes.

This scene made Wang Qiang feel at a loss, let alone stop them.

After all, he completely cured their old father, who had been incapacitated, and was still the pillar of the family.

As sons, it is reasonable and necessary for them to kowtow to Wang Qiang.

Otherwise, it is estimated that the strict tutor Huang Lao TCM will break their legs.