Live: Beating the Siberian Tiger violently, this is called Little Lolita?

Chapter 139
However, not all animals can be sent here, only animals that are in critical condition and cannot be handled by ordinary hospitals will be considered for acceptance.

Many of the medicinal materials she uses are extremely rare, and the annual output is limited. If a large amount of consumption is encountered, there may be no medicine to use in a crisis situation.

Even now, some of the medicinal materials in the warehouse are used for one less one, and they cannot be bought on the market.

Wen Wanwan tidied up a room for the big guy who had finally recovered and used it as a temporary home.

Only then did I sit aside and observe with the two breeders.

The audience in the live broadcast room looked at the big guy who went straight to the tree trunk and did not move, and the barrage became lively.

Aegis: [Good guy, it's really not wrong to say it's lazy! 】

Make a wish and become a god: [It doesn't need to be familiar with the environment, it doesn't want to stand up and take two bites with so much food next to it? 】

Three inches of snow on the eaves: [This state is very similar to when I just got off work! 】

The two keepers of the zoo watched for a while before leaving in peace.

Wen Wanwan also watched Mao Mao with the audience in the live broadcast room for a while, then turned off the live broadcast and returned to the warehouse.

Looking at the medicinal materials on the shelf, Wen Wanwan skillfully took out a pen and a notebook to make statistics.

Although the math ability is not very good, but it is only a time to need to calculate a lot of numbers to get dizzy.

She just needs to deduct the medicinal materials used today from the current reserve.

Looking at the Ganoderma lucidum that had returned to zero, Wen Wanwan also felt a headache.

The herb pickers receive a lot of Ganoderma lucidum every year, but the amount that can meet her needs is very small.

Leaning against the gate of the warehouse, Wen Wanwan thought for a long time before sighing.

In the Muggle world, there is no way, so we have to rely on metaphysics.

After swiping on the phone for a while, Wen Wanwan also made a call.

The bell rang for several seconds before it was connected, and a voice with a little old age came over.

"Shaman druid?"

"It's me, Qiye, can you contact Yaomen?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"I'm missing some medicinal ingredients, I want to buy some from the Yaomen."

"Okay, I'll let the young man from the Yaomen contact you."

The phone was hung up, and Wen Wanwan took a look at her account balance with her phone and sighed silently.

Compared with the medicines collected by the herb pickers from the mountains, the prices of these medicinal materials produced in the medicine gate are several times more expensive.

And Qi Ye is actually a talker selected from within the Metaphysics, responsible for handling major and minor matters within the Metaphysics lineage, and is also an important position in contact with the authorities.

That is to say, Wen Wanwan's place is a bit remote, and generally speaking, few orders can reach him.

In contrast, there are many things about Taoism and Buddhism. It is necessary to cooperate with the promotion of cultural tourism, to promote traditional culture, and to continue to popularize science with Muggles that ghosts and snakes are feudal superstitions.

After waiting for a few minutes by the door of the warehouse, a phone call came in soon.

After Wen Wanwan quickly connected, a somewhat rough voice rang out.

"Hello, I'm a druid from the shaman branch. I'm the person in charge of the external affairs of the medicine school: Wan Yushu, what do you need?"

"Hello, I want at least ten of the three-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, starting with [-] grams, and five of the three-flowering Tianshan Saussurea..."

Wen Wanwan said the medicinal materials she needed like the name of a dish.

"It's all in stock. I calculated the price. It costs a total of 13. If the odds are removed, the total is 13. How do I pay?"

"Transfer, you send me the account number."

"Okay, I'll send you a text message and a QR code. You can pay attention to one of our official accounts, leave a screenshot of the transfer and the address of the consignee, and it will arrive anywhere in the country the next day."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Wanwan looked at the text message she received and felt that her blood had been severely drawn.

Although these medicinal materials may not be needed in a short period of time, they are also necessary for the rescue station, and it is really impossible to have them without them.

After following the Yaomen method for a while, I saw a notification from the official account within a few minutes.

[Nadutong Express is at your service. Your package is expected to arrive at [-]:[-] tomorrow night. The exclusive courier: Xiao Zizai will serve you. 】

Seeing this news, Wen Wanwan was stunned and couldn't hold back the desire to complain.

Bah, it's great to be rich, isn't it? Use it when you say it!

In these days, who doesn't know what all the links are for!

There is no way, the medicine sect has mastered the unique skill of giving birth to medicinal materials. With extremely old medicinal materials, the entire sect is extremely rich.

Even if they have to pay 60.00% tax, it still can't stop them from accumulating a lot of wealth.

Even the Daoist sect, which is now in full swing, can't compare with the medicine sect. In today's society, selling a ginseng that can hang one's life is far more profitable than the old Taoist master going out to tell others about the gossip of the Book of Changes.

After dealing with the medicinal materials, Wen Wanwan also stretched and walked towards the kitchen.

Before Shen Nan came back, she had to prepare today's dinner.

When that girl comes back, we can eat and talk about some things.

Time is like the eyes of the Uchiha family, always disappearing unconsciously.

In the blink of an eye, the sky had completely darkened, and Shen Nan stepped into the gate of the aid station with a whole body of exhaustion.

Seeing that Wen Wanwan had already set up a table in the yard, she simply washed her hands and sat down on a chair.

"Station Master, I'm so hungry!"

"Come here, let's have dinner now!"

Wen Wanwan came out with a large plate of chicken and scallion-stir-fried mutton, looked at the large stack of A4 papers beside Bai Han, and frowned uncontrollably.

"What are these?"

Shen Nan took the time to stuff himself with a piece of chicken to relieve his stomach that was about to rebel.

"The above are patent registration documents. I have registered your chicken breast recipe in all countries that have trade alliances."

"The following are a few talents I have collected who have good research abilities. They are all just graduated. Now let others train them. We can recruit them when our own laboratory is completed."

These two simple sentences made Wen Wanwan's scalp tingle.

"How many do you call this?"

This stack of A4 papers is almost as tall as her calf, so she must go through so much information herself.

Wen Wanwan seriously doubted whether she would be able to finish reading the lab when it was finished.

"Also, these are scientific research projects that we are suitable to start first, I have listed them all, and the required preparation funds are also written here."

The footsteps that Bai Han had just stepped out suddenly stopped, and he looked at Wen Wanwan with a slightly frightened gaze.

(End of this chapter)