While climbing the mountain in the afternoon, Gu Lin ignored Chen Xia's ai, even if Chen Xia took out the big white rabbit milk candy to coax her, it would be useless.

This made him a little confused and kept thinking about how to offend this female devil.

Climbing to the top of the mountain, smelling the fragrance of osmanthus and looking at the scenery in the distance, everyone wanted to yell and vent their mood.

President Gu and Secretary Zhang were also very happy today. Comrade Gu said to Chen Xia holding the camera:

"You guys took some photos for everyone today, and went back to the hospital for reimbursement of the film and rinsing fees."

When everyone heard this, they were excited. While shouting "Long live the leader", they pulled Chen Xia to take photos of themselves. They were all so beautiful.

Chen Xia quit: "Wait, you all have photos, but who will take them for me? I also want to take a few photos as a souvenir."

Dean Gu stood up, patted his butt, and said proudly:

"I can shoot. I remember that I learned photography in the army back then. If I don't brag, the level of Xinhua Du reporter is not as good as mine."

Hahaha.

Chen Xia stuffed the camera into Dean Gu's hands as soon as he heard this:

"Okay, then I'll ask Dean Gu to take a photo with Gu Lin."

When Dean Gu heard this, his hands trembled.

Chen Xia didn't care why Gu Lin pouted and pulled her over. The two stood together. Chen Xia smiled and made all preparations.

While fiddling with the camera, Dean Gu quietly moved the lens to the side.

Gu Lin was the only one left in the camera, with a proud face turning to one side, looking like he ignored Chen Xia.

"Okay, that's it, Chen Xia, don't move, Gu Lin, where are you looking at? 1,2,3", click.

"Very good, I'll take a photo and I'll give you the camera."

President Gu walked away with a proud look on his face. Chen Xia never dreamed that the group photo of the two had become a single photo of Gu Lin, and he had been manually PSed by President Gu.

After the doctors and nurses from the Fourth Hospital were having sex in Xipu Commune, they went home, and Chen Xia stayed.

He still has not finished his work, and after he counted the number of flu children, he asked the parents to call the children to the brigade headquarters.

Then take out a stethoscope and thermometer to give the children themselves a look sick.

Finally, I took out bags of oseltamivir wrapped in paper from my carry-on bag, converted different doses of the medicine according to different weights, and sent them to the sick children.

The villagers were embarrassed and kept asking for money or food, but Chen Xia was dissuaded.

Chen Guoqing was still a little anxious, "Second, it's not easy for you to make money, you can't let you lose money. You still have Chen Qiu and Chen Dong to support you."

Chen Xia didn't care: "It's okay, Uncle Guoqing, I am also a member of Qingfeng Village, so it's time to help the villagers. As for the money I lost here, can I go to another place to make money."

Chen Yigen didn't say anything nonsense. He was the village party secretary and team leader, and the leader of the Chen clan. The more promising the descendants, the more helpful they helped the tribe members, he supported and encouraged them.

On the other hand, Chen Xia encountered difficulties one day, it was also his duty to help him.

After distributing the medicine, Chen Xia gave another instructor:

"If these medicines take for three days, they will definitely reduce the fever within three days. If they do not reduce the fever, you must come to the Fourth Hospital to find me, don't delay it.

To be honest, these medicines are very expensive, just these 6 small bags, I will sell them for 15 yuan or 90 kilograms of rice in Kezhen.

So in the future, other villagers ask, you just say at this price. I can only force our village, but I can’t afford other villages.”

The onlookers all took a breath of air and their eyes looked at Chen Xia became much more awe-inspiring.

15 yuan per serving, at least 30 servings are divided here. How much does it cost?

The patients' families were so grateful that they didn't know what to say.

Even though Chen Xia would not be willing to collect things, when he returned to Ke Town, the boat was filled with eggs, corn, sweet potatoes and other things produced by the farmers themselves.

Then a group of people stood at the dock and said goodbye to him reluctantly.

After Chen Xia returned to Ke Town, many patients were already waiting for him at the entrance of Meiyuan. Chen Xia still had to continue selling medicine and earning money.

"I'll spend hundreds of dollars a night. Oh, I think my salary and bonus were more than 1,000 yuan a day, which is far from it."

If outsiders hear him, he will definitely be beaten to death.

Can the 1,000 yuan in 2020 be compared with the 100 yuan in 1980?

The Yu brothers probably made money by reselling Duffy. They have been sending antiques several times recently.

Chen Xia also didn't understand value, and they didn't understand value, and they couldn't tell the difference between true and false. One dared to sell and the other dared to collect.

In addition, some people who came to sell medicine also took out some old items to pay for the medicine money, so there were already a lot of jars, jars, jars, and ancient jade gems at Chen Xia's house.

He didn't dare to take calligraphy and paintings. There were too many fakes in this thing, and every dynasty had it.

Chen Xia felt that this would not work. At least he had to know the authenticity. The price didn’t matter. Anyway, old items these days were not worth the money.

As long as it is true and hidden for decades, the price will definitely be much higher than 6 pills of Duffy.

But if it is fake, Chen Xia has to stop purchasing old items, so he can't let others regard himself as a fool, right?

If you have any difficulties, you will find Yu Deshui. He is a local snake and is familiar with people. So Chen Xia brought a lot of local specialties sent by the villagers to his house.

Yu Deshui's family.

"Why, I'm just a master who knows how to identify old objects? I really know one. Before the liberation, he was a pawnshop. These old guys have real skills. They always look at everything."

"Yes, I'm going to find such a master. It doesn't matter how much it is. I just need to know whether the thing is true or false, and what dynasty, whether it is rare or not."

"I said, why do you want these old items? You can't eat or use them. You can take up space at home. Only the capitalists and stinky old Jiu liked this thing."

Chen Xia pretended to be embarrassed and said, "Hey, this is not a personal hobby. I just like these bottles and jars, and those shiny stones."

"You really want it. I have an idea. You don't ask someone to appraise first. Your appraisal will definitely leak news. There are too many smart people. If you want to collect any old items, they will raise the price. You are spending more money."

Chen Xia nodded repeatedly after hearing this, Yu Deshui approached again and said:

"These old objects are available in every commune and every town. Those who were searched in that era are now piled up in warehouses without anyone caring about them.

If you really want to find connections or give some benefits to the local area, just take them away like garbage?"

Chen Xia slapped her thigh and shouted:
Chapter completed!