Countryside Magic Doctor

"I heard you didn't go to college?" Liu Qianwen asked.

"Nope."

"Then what are you doing now?" Liu Qianwen asked.

"Planting and practicing medicine." Hee Feng said.

"…"

Silence. The two of them had not seen each other for several years, but somehow, they were unable to say anything.

They awkwardly chatted for a while.

After exchanging WeChat, Hee Feng left.

Outside the school, Zhao Dong had already been waiting for a while. When he saw Hee Feng coming out, he quickly started the car.

After getting on the car, they didn't speak for the rest of the journey.

Zhao Dong drove the car directly to the county's Agriculture and Forestry Administration office.

From the looks of it, Zhao Dong was a driver in this unit.

Along the way, they met people who didn't stop them but directly went into Liu Yuanshan's office.

He first knocked on the door, then went in to report.

Hearing that Hee Feng had come.

Liu Yuanshan hurriedly stood up to welcome him, and said: "Brother He, come over. I am busy with tables, and couldn't welcome you in time, please forgive me."

"No no, I was the one who troubled you."

He looked at his gold Rolex.

Liu Yuanshan said: "It's already noon, why don't we go eat?"

Hee Feng just so happened to be a little hungry, and adding to that, people always liked to discuss things over wine tables.

So he said, "Sure!"

He did not go to any well-known restaurant.

Zhao Dong turned around and arrived in front of an ordinary noodle shop.

Liu Yuanshan said: "But my brother shouldn't think that my brother doesn't have a good time, this noodle house is not just any ordinary one, the ancestors made the imperial chef for the Empress Dowager, relying on the soup that has been passed down for over a hundred years, eating a meal in this noodle house is harder than eating wine that looks good, you have to make an appointment for a few days.

In fact, that was not the case.

Ordinary people might need to make an appointment for a few days, but officials like Liu Yuanshan didn't need it.

The boss of the noodle store knew how to act. There were several private rooms in the restaurant that were reserved for the big figures.

As time passed, this ordinary noodle shop owner had accumulated quite a bit of connections.

Inside.

Hee Feng just realised, compared to the inconspicuous outside, the inside of the noodle house was a completely different world.

The simple and unadorned decorations were similar to those of the late Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Han Dynasty. Those who entered this place could not help but have a feeling of passing through time and space.

Although the decorations were old, it gave off a sense of elegance.

This kind of feeling might be something that could not be found in ordinary people, but for people like Liu Yuanshan, it was just a thing to conceal their identity and taste.

Hee Feng did not like these things.

Flipping open a seemingly ancient and elegant bottle.

He had picked it up on a rack in the private room.

When he saw what was written at the bottom of the bottle, Hee Feng could not help but laugh out loud.

Although this boss had some intentions, it was only this way. No one would normally look at the things on the shelf.

But even if it had to be faked with decorations, it would be better to do it like that! Which one of the words' madeinChina 'below this one didn't recognize?

Even if he knew that these things were fake, he wouldn't be in a good mood when he saw these words, right?

Perhaps because he had seen a lot of important figures in the past, he did not place too much importance on Liu Yuanshan, the junior division chief.

The one serving Hee Feng and the others was not the boss himself, nor did he come to toast anything.

Just ordinary treatment, like ordinary guests.

Regarding this, Liu Yuanshan was not annoyed, he was clear about his own identity. If it was the county governor or the secretary, then this noodle shop's owner would definitely curry favor with him.

However, he was only the Division Chief. In this restaurant where the Bureau Chief, County Governor, and even the mayor frequently went to, he was truly not worthy of the attention.

Of course, if the boss of this noodle store knew Liu Yuanshan's true identity and had actual energy, he would definitely go up and curry favor with him like a dog licking its dog.

"..."

It was time to show off.

Hee Feng picked up a few chopsticks and took a look.

There was nothing unusual about it.

On the contrary, it seemed rather ordinary.

The soup looked extremely light and mild, with a few ordinary vegetables and a spoonful of lard.

It was like a bowl of ordinary noodles.

In regards to this, Hee Feng was lacking in interest.

Seeing Hee Feng like this.

Liu Yuanshan could not help but laugh.

He said, "Little Brother He, have you ever heard of a story?"

"What story?" Hee Feng stopped his hands from moving and asked.

When we were just established, there was a state banquet once. An American looked at the ordinary soup made from white bean curd and said, "Such a common dish could be served at a state banquet. The Chinese people were only mediocre, but they didn't expect that just after tasting it, they would be shocked by the delicacy of the dish." Liu Yuanshan said.

Hearing that, Hee Feng could not help but laugh and say: "Brother Liu, this is what you call me, right now, I am not even an American Japanese, heck, I want to taste what this taste like."

After saying that, Hee Feng used his chopsticks to pick up a big lump of noodles and stuffed it into his mouth.

The plain and ordinary noodles were presented in his mouth with a delicious taste that surpassed Hee Feng's imagination.

He almost choked on his own tongue.

Thus, he said apologetically, "It seems that I have underestimated the heroes of this world."

While eating, Liu Yuanshan said to Hee Feng, "Little Brother He, can you tell me how you grew these fruits?"

Hearing up to here, Hee Feng's hands stopped moving, and his heart secretly became vigilant.

Could it be that this Liu Yuanshan wanted to obtain the technique to grow this fruit from me?

Seeing Hee Feng like that, Liu Yuanshan felt that he was being a little rude.

After all, this technology was an absolute secret. How could he casually tell someone about it?

So he hurriedly said, "It's fine if Little Brother He doesn't want to say it, but I'm just curious. After all, I've studied fruit trees for half my life and often call myself an expert. I didn't expect that it would be better than you, who's from such a backwater place."

Saying that, Liu Yuanshan's face revealed a melancholy expression.

Hearing that, Hee Feng could only say: "In fact, all of these techniques do not have any secrets, I only borrowed some external help."

"External strength? "What kind of external support?" Liu Yuanshan asked quickly.

"I think it's because of some medicinal pills." Hee Feng said.

"Power of the medicinal pellets? So these fruits are not completely natural and harmless? " Liu Yuanshan's face revealed a grave expression.

"No, that's not how it should be." Hee Feng said.

"The medicine that these fruits are borrowing is not, as expected, those things that are usually used as a ripening agent, as a red agent, and as a sweetener."