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Sun Simiao, a great physician in the Tang Dynasty, was honored as the King of Medicine by later generations.

In the traditional Chinese medicine industry, there has always been a legend that the person who has the image of the King of Medicine is the direct descendant of the King of Medicine.

Director Fan had heard this legend, but he thought it was just a legend, until today, he saw this statue in this wooden house in the mountains.

As soon as he saw the statue, he had an urge to worship it.

This kind of feeling is very strange. It is not normal for an old man of his age to have such a feeling.

Contact again, the legend about the description of the statue of the king of medicine, riding a tiger backwards, and the number is immediately matched.

As for the dumb grandfather, he still smiled and said nothing, but nodded lightly to Director Fan.

The Director Fan immediately tidyed up his clothes with a reverent expression, and then leaned over to bow down to the wooden statue.

He knows that his own feelings will not deceive him. This statue must be the statue of the King of Medicine, which condenses the respect of the healers from generations to the King of Medicine, so he also feels this way.

The mute grandpa didn't stop him either, he just watched happily, but when Director Fan was about to bow down to him, he was stopped by the mute grandpa's big hand.

It’s okay to worship the King of Medicine, but it’s illegal to worship him.

As for the other Mr. Song, he is still in a dazed state: "Brother Fan, what's going on here?"

"Heir of Medicine King."

Director Fan just said these four words, and then he stood behind the dumb grandfather, like a primary school student.

Is that so?

Mr. Song looked at the dumb grandfather: coarse cloth clothes, cloth shoes, and a silly smile on his face, no matter how he looked at him, he was a country old man.

His doubtful gaze was also projected onto the statue, and in an instant, his body was struck by lightning, and he bowed down excitedly.

Although he pursues fame and fortune more, his medical skills are still good after all, and he also has sincere and deep feelings for Chinese medicine, so he also clearly felt that kind of respect.

And his mind and body,

It was as if he had undergone some kind of baptism in an instant. Most of the money, fame and fortune that had been contaminated seemed to have been washed away, leaving only the purest things of the doctor.

call! Mr. Song exhaled a long breath and said respectfully, "Thank you for the teachings of the King of Medicine."

After he finished speaking, he got up and stood behind the dumb grandfather with his head bowed as well.

As for the old ginseng, is it still necessary to look at it, is it still possible to fake it?

The mute grandpa still nodded to him cheerfully, as if in his eyes, Mr. Song is like a child who made mistakes. As long as he knows his mistakes, he can correct them. In the eyes of adults, he is still a good boy.

Liu Qingshan was also shocked by this scene. He always thought that the statue was the head of the mountain god. He didn't expect to have such a big background.

But after the shock, the admiration for Master in my heart broke through the sky: this is the true demeanor of a master.

It also felt incredible that there were also Master Yang and Master Yao who accompanied him.

Although they are not doctors, they are in the same line of business.

Unexpectedly, the dumb old man who has been with him for so many days has such a distinguished and special status.

For a while, these two didn't know how to get along with the dumb grandpa.

The dumb grandfather also clearly saw the awkwardness of the two, and smiled and gestured twice, Liu Qingshan translated: "My master said that he and you are still drinking friends."

The two old masters suddenly felt relieved for a while, and they became more determined to stay here: how lucky it is to be able to serve the descendants of the Medicine King.

If it was said that before this, there was still monkey wine hooked, it would be a bit distracting; but now, it is willing.

As for the others, including the Director Wang and Zheng Hongqi, they were all confused.

They are not doctors, so naturally they can't see anything.

And like the two foreigners, not to mention, they are just looking at the fun.

Bearded Kevin also developed a strong interest in the etiquette of this ancient country, and even had an urge to kneel in his heart.

After a long time, Master Yang said: "Do you still need to discuss about the prescription?"

Director Fan and Mr. Song shook their heads together: Is there still a need to discuss?

It is a great luck that the descendants of Yaowang can help to modify the prescription.

Well, Master Yang, the middleman, is also happy to save his worries. After all, he was not busy with his work in vain. The other party promised a reward of 10,000 Hong Kong dollars.

But he had already thought about it. The money should be handed over to the dumb grandpa.

After Kevin whispered to the translator for a while, the translator explained:

"Mr. Kevin wants to go to the forest to investigate, mainly the yew resources. If they are rich, the two sides can seek cooperation."

By this time, Kevin had no intention of taking advantage, and was ready to go through the procedure normally.

Sure enough, it was for the yew.

Liu Qingshan pondered for a while, this matter must have something to do with Mitsui Wood or the Mitsui Consortium, it is estimated that the guy from Mitsui Wood spread the news clearly knowing that he could not get it.

As for the purpose, it is very simple. Of course, it is not to send money to Liu Qingshan, but to block him.

As for the wild yew in the forest, Liu Qingshan had no plans to sell it, so he declined with a smile:

"Mr. Kevin, our saplings have just been planted. It seems too early to talk about cooperation. Maybe in a few decades, you can come again."

He didn't bother to ask the translator to go back and forth, so he just talked to Kevin directly in English.

Listening to the other party's skilled spoken language, Kevin was also stunned, and then smiled:

"Haha, my friend, it's much more convenient to communicate this way, please don't reject our kindness, and there will be no less to see."

Director Wang didn't know why, so he had to ask the translator. I heard that he refused the request of foreign guests. That's okay. Isn't this pushing the God of Wealth out of the door?

So he coughed heavily: "You little comrade, do you still have an overall view? If something goes wrong, can you take responsibility?"

Faced with this official tone, Liu Qingshan just laughed: "Director Wang, have you read the article in the People's Newspaper last year, it is not advisable to trade resources for development."

What Liu Qingshan said was Feng Shouxin's article, which had a great influence at the time and sparked a large-scale discussion.

Director Wang was choked again, and he pouted a few times, but was speechless.

Of course he had read that article, and even participated in the discussion, because he was also in charge of economics and trade and often dealt with foreign businessmen.

But discussing it is one thing, and doing it concretely is another, so Director Wang gradually forgot about it after that.

Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him even brought it up again, making him unable to refute it.

Then he could only use his power to suppress people. Director Wang raised his face and was about to shake his official prestige, but was stopped by Zheng Hongqi and whispered something in the ear of Director Wang.

Director Wang was also taken aback: it was Liu Qingshan!

Zheng Hongqi also gave Liu Qingshan a wink: the leaders and foreign guests still have to give face, at least the surface is decent.

He said in his mouth: "Comrade Qingshan, hospitality is our traditional virtue in China, so we should accompany our international friends to visit the landscape."

The face of the elder brother still has to be given.

Liu Qingshan smiled and nodded: "Of course, and here we don't charge tickets now."

So, under the leadership of Liu Qingshan, everyone walked out of the woodcut and wandered into the woods.

Entering the forest, everyone could not help but feel refreshed, and the oxygen content here is higher.

The eyes are full of lush vegetation, especially those trees, with new buds, which look full of vitality and make people feel happy.

"You should really build a wooden house here and live there for a long time."

Director Fan repeated the old words, but this time, it was obvious that he really had such an idea.

All kinds of small animals can be seen everywhere in the forest: squirrels scurrying on the trees occasionally, hares flashing in the forest, and forest birds flying in front of you, all of which are pleasing to the eye.

"Is this Lin She?"

Seeing several mountain donkeys tied to the tree, Mr. Song was also surprised.

It is relatively close to the wooden house, so in the daytime, the forest musk deer will be brought over and chained here, with the dumb grandfather looking after him, and no beasts dare to harass him.

When the offspring they breed, they don't even need to be tied, and they certainly won't get lost.

Liu Qingshan nodded: "We raised it, keep it for musk."

Kevin next to him also kept his sense of presence, chatted with Liu Qingshan a few words, and after he understood it, he kept shaking his head:

"No, no, this is too cruel. For the sake of a drug, it is necessary to kill such a cute little animal."

While speaking, someone exclaimed: "What a huge herd of deer!"

When Liu Qingshan took a look, he saw that Dalulu was leading his group and also wandered here. They also prefer to move around the woodcut, probably because they knew it was safer here.

"These sika deer have their antlers cut, are they also raised by you?"

Director Fan looked at the top of the Bucks' head and saw the clue.

Liu Qingshan nodded: "It used to be cutting velvet, now it is cutting velvet; the same is true for musk. In the past, we killed musk to get incense, but now, we are raising musk to get incense."

So the method of extracting incense from live musk was popularized to everyone.

Everyone was also amazed: there is such an operation, it is indeed a descendant of the King of Medicine, and even this incredible method can be thought of.

Even Kevin smiled, gave Liu Qingshan a thumbs up, and kept talking about Goode.

This also means that Liu Qingshan's opinion of this foreigner is much better. At least this guy still has a heart for caring for wild animals.

After entering a miscellaneous forest, a small yew community finally appeared. There were about a dozen trees, some thick and thin, and they grew mixed with other trees.

The tallest one, with a diameter of more than one foot, has luxuriant branches and leaves and is vigorous.

This season, the yew is blooming, and standing under the tree, you can smell the unique scent of pine pollen.

"Wow, God, it's a masterpiece of nature, it's so beautiful."

Kevin circled around the largest yew tree with admiration.

But when he likes and praises, his content changes: "If such a yew tree is all used to extract paclitaxel, the economic value created will definitely exceed 10,000 US dollars."

The essence of this guy is that he is still a businessman.

The branches, leaves, bark, trunk, and even roots of yew can extract paclitaxel, so it can be said that there is no waste.

The most rare thing is that this kind of yew is extremely rare in the world, and only grows in a few countries in the north temperate zone of eastern Asia.

$10,000 for a tree!

Director Wang's eyes suddenly lit up. In this era when people are crazy about foreign exchange, it is conceivable how great the temptation is.

Excited, he asked Zheng Hongqi: "Comrade Hongqi, how many of these yew trees do you have here? If foreign businessmen buy them, they will sell them all!"