Sun Simiao, a great doctor in the Tang Dynasty, was respected as the King of Medicine by later generations. He lived for more than a hundred years and was like a god-like figure.

There has always been a legend in the traditional Chinese medicine industry: those who possess the statue of the Medicine King are the direct descendants of the Medicine King, such as the Medicine King who came in person, are the most respected in medicine.

Director Fan had heard of this legend and originally thought it was just a legend. Until today, he saw this statue in this wooden house in the mountain.

When he saw the statue, he had the urge to worship him.

This feeling is very wonderful. It is abnormal to be able to make an old man of this age feel like this.

Let’s contact you again, the legendary description of the statue of the Medicine King, riding a tiger backwards, and then they met the number one at once.

As for the mute grandfather, he still smiled and said nothing, just nodded slightly to Director Fan.

Director Fan immediately tidied up his clothes with a devout expression, and then leaned over to bow to the wooden statue.

He knew that his feelings would not deceive him. This statue must be the statue of the Medicine King, which condensed generations of doctors and respect for the Medicine King, so he would also have this feeling.

Grandpa mute did not stop him, but just watched happily, but when Director Fan was about to bow to him, he was stopped by Grandpa mute's big hand.

It’s okay to worship the King of Medicine, but it’s not in accordance with the rules.

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

"The successor of the Medicine King."

Director Fan just said these four words, and then stood behind the mute grandfather in a regular manner, like a primary school student.

Is this true?

Mr. Song looked at the mute grandfather: he had coarse clothes, cloth shoes, and a silly smile on his face. No matter how he looked, he was all an old man in the countryside.

His puzzled eyes also projected onto the statue. In an instant, his body felt as if it was struck by lightning and he also bowed excitedly.

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

And his body and mind were as if he had been baptized in an instant. The money, fame and fortune that he had originally been contaminated seemed to have been washed away, leaving only the purest things of the doctor.

Huh! Mr. Song exhaled a long sigh and said respectfully: "Thank you for the teachings of the King of Medicine."

After saying that, he also stood up and stood behind the mute grandpa with his head down.

As for the old ginseng, is it still necessary to read it? Can the descendants of the Medicine King still be faked?

The mute grandfather still nodded to him happily, as if in his eyes, Mr. Song was like a child who made mistakes. He would correct his mistakes as long as he knew them. In the eyes of adults, he would still be a good child.

Liu Qingshan was also shocked by this scene. He always thought that the statue was the head of the mountain god, and he never thought that it had such a big background.

But after the shock, my admiration for my master broke through the sky: this is the true style of a master.

What also felt incredible was Master Yang and Master Yao who accompanied him.

Although they are not doctors, they are in the same industry as the same.

I never expected that the mute brother who has been with him for so many days would be so noble and special.

For a moment, these two people didn't know how to get along with the mute grandpa.

The mute grandfather also obviously saw the cramps of these two people. He smiled and gestured twice, and Liu Qingshan translated: "My master said that he and you are still drinkers."

The two masters suddenly felt a sense of relief in their hearts and became more determined to stay here: What a lucky thing to be able to serve the descendants of the Medicine King.

If there were some distracting thoughts before this, there were still monkey wine, but now, I am willing to do so.

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

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

And those two foreigners, let alone those two, are just watching the excitement.

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

After a long time, Master Yang spoke out: "Does there still need to discuss the prescription?"

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

It is a great luck that the descendant of the Medicine King can help modify the prescription.

Well, Master Yang, the middleman, is also happy to be worried. After all, he is not in vain when he runs around. The other party promises a reward of 10,000 Hong Kong dollars.

But he had already thought about it and let the money be left to the mute grandpa to handle.

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

"Mr. Kevin wants to go to the forest to inspect it, mainly the yew resources. If it is rich, the two sides can seek cooperation."

By this time, Kevin had no idea of ​​taking advantage and was ready to go through the routine normally.

It was indeed for yew.

Liu Qingshan thought about it and said that this matter must have something to do with Mitsui Ki or Mitsui Consortium. It was probably the guy Mitsui Ki. He knew he couldn't get it, so he spread the news.

As for the purpose, it is very simple. Of course, it is not to give Liu Qingshan money, but to make things difficult for him.

Liu Qingshan had no intention of selling the wild yew in the forest, so he smiled and refused:

"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 was too lazy to ask the translator to go back and forth, so he simply talked to Kevin in English.

Listening to the other party's proficient speaking, Kevin was also stunned and then smiled:

"Haha, my friend, it will be much more convenient to communicate like this. Please don't reject our kindness, and it won't be less."

Director Wang didn't know why, so he had to ask the translator. When he heard that he had actually rejected the foreign guest's request, it was amazing. Isn't this pushing the God of Wealth out the door?

So he coughed heavily: "You little comrade, do you still have a view of the overall situation? If something goes wrong, can you bear the responsibility?"

Faced with this kind of official accent, Liu Qingshan just smiled: "Director Wang, have you read the article in the People's Daily 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 that time and triggered a large-scale discussion.

Director Wang was choked again, and he gagged his mouth a few times, but he was speechless.

Of course he read that article and even participated in the discussion, because he is also in charge of economic and trade and often deals with foreign businessmen.

However, discussion is one thing, but when it comes to doing it in detail, it is another thing, so Director Wang gradually forgot about it afterwards.

Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him raised him again, which made him unable to refute.

Then we can only use our power to suppress others. Director Wang raised his face and was about to shake his official power, but was stopped by Zheng Hongqi and whispered something in Director Wang's ear.

Director Wang was also stunned: It turned out to be that Liu Qingshan!

Zheng Hongqi also gave Liu Qingshan a wink: The leader and foreign guests should still give face, at least it should be decent on the surface.

But he said, "Comrade Qingshan, hospitality is a traditional virtue of our China, so he should accompany international friends to visit the mountains and rivers."

My brother still has to give him face.

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

So, under the guidance of Liu Qingshan, everyone came out of the woodcut and walked into the forest.

After entering the forest, everyone couldn't help but feel refreshed, and the oxygen content here is higher.

The eyes are filled with lush plants, especially those trees, with fresh buds and fresh buds, which make people feel happy.

"I really should have built a wooden house here and live there for a long time."

Director Fan reiterated the old words, but this time, he obviously had this idea.

Various small animals can be seen everywhere in the forest: squirrels occasionally rushing through the trees, hares flashing through the forest, and birds flying in front of them all have a pleasing feeling.

"Is this musk deer?"

Mr. Song was also surprised when he saw several mountain donkeys tied to the tree.

This place is relatively close to the wooden house, so during the day, the mute muskies are brought over and tied here, with the mute grandfather taking care of them, and no beast dares to harass them.

The offspring they breed will not even be tied up and will definitely not be lost.

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

Kevin next to him also kept showing off his presence. After chatting with Liu Qingshan for a few words, he kept shaking his head:

"No, no, no, this is too cruel. For a drug, I actually wanted to kill such a cute little animal."

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

When Liu Qingshan saw that the big deer led his group and slipped to this side. They also liked to move around the woodcuts, maybe because they knew that it was safer here.

"Did you raise these sika deer with cut deer antler?"

Director Fan looked at the top of the stag's head and saw the clues.

Liu Qingshan nodded: "In the past, we cut musk, but now we cut musk; the same is true for musk. In the past, we killed musk to get incense. Now, we raise musk to get incense."

So I popularized the method of getting live musk incense to everyone.

Everyone was amazed: There is also this kind of operation, which is worthy of being the successor of the Medicine King, and even such an incredible method can be thought of.

Even Kevin smiled, gave Liu Qingshan a thumbs up, and kept muttering to Goode.

This also means that Liu Qingshan has a much better view of this foreigner, at least this guy has a heart that cares about wild animals.
To be continued...