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  Chapter 404 is really wonderful

  Sun Simiao, a great physician in the Tang Dynasty, was honored as the king of medicine by later generations. He lived for more than a hundred years, and he was like a living fairy.

  In the Chinese medicine industry, there has always been a legend: the person who owns the image of the medicine king is the heir to the medicine king. If the medicine king comes in person, he is the most respected in medicine.

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

  When he first saw the statue, he had an urge to worship.

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

   Contact again, the legendary description of the medicine king's statue, riding a tiger backwards, immediately matched the number.

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

  Director Fan straightened his clothes reverently, then bent down and kowtowed to the wooden statue.

  He knew that his own feelings would not deceive him. This statue must be the statue of the King of Medicine, which embodies the respect of the King of Medicine from generations of doctors, so he will also feel this way.

  The dumb grandpa didn't stop him either, he just watched cheerfully, but when Director Fan wanted to bow to him, he was stopped by the dumb grandpa's big hand.

   It is okay to worship the King of Medicine, but it is against the rules to worship him.

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

   "Heir of the King of Medicine."

  Director Fan just uttered these four words, and then stood behind the dumb grandpa in an orderly manner, like a primary school student.

   Really?

  Mr. Song looked at the dumb grandpa: coarse cloth clothes, cloth shoes, and a silly smile on his face, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a country old man.

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

  Although he is more chasing fame and fortune, his medical skills are good after all, and he also has a sincere and deep affection for Chinese medicine, so he also clearly feels that kind of respect.

  And his body and mind seemed to have undergone some kind of baptism in an instant. It seemed that most of the money, fame and fortune that had been contaminated had been washed away, leaving only the purest things of a doctor.

   Hoo! Mr. Song exhaled a long breath, and respectfully said: "Thank you for your teaching, King of Medicine."

   After speaking, he got up and stood behind the dumb grandpa with his head bowed.

  As for the old wild ginseng, is it still necessary to look at it? Can it be faked if it is the heir to the king of medicine?

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

  Liu Qingshan was also quite shocked by this scene. He always thought that the statue was the old mountain god, but he didn't expect it to have such a big background.

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

   It also felt incredible, and there were Master Yang and Master Yao accompanying him.

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

   Never imagined that the dumb old man who has been together for so many days has such a noble and special status.

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

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

  The two old masters suddenly felt a sense of relief in their hearts, and they also strengthened their determination to stay here: how lucky it is to be able to serve the descendants of the medicine king.

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

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

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

   And like those two foreigners, let alone, they were just watching the excitement.

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

   After a long time, Master Yang finally said: "The matter of the prescription, do we still need to discuss it?"

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

   It is a great fortune that the heir of the medicine king can help revise the prescription.

   Well, Master Yang, the middleman, is also happy to worry about it. After all, his work is not in vain. The other party promised a reward of 10,000 Hong Kong dollars.

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

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

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

  By this time, Kevin also decided not to take advantage, and prepared to go through the procedure normally.

   Sure enough, they came for the yew.

  Liu Qingshan pondered for a while, this matter must have something to do with Mitsui Wood or the Mitsui Foundation, probably Mitsui Wood, who 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 send money to Liu Qingshan, but to add to his troubles.

   As for the wild yews in the forest, Liu Qingshan had no intention of selling them, so he declined with a smile:

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

  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 proficient spoken English, Kevin was also taken aback, and then smiled:

   "Haha, my friend, it's much more convenient to communicate this way. Please don't refuse our kindness, and it won't be less if you look at it."

  Director Wang didn’t know why, so he had to ask the translator. After hearing that he refused the foreign guest’s request, that’s okay. Isn’t this pushing the God of Wealth out of the gate?

  So he coughed heavily: "You little comrade, do you still have a big picture? If something goes wrong, can you take responsibility?"

  Faced with this kind of bureaucratic tone, Liu Qingshan just chuckled: "Director Wang, have you read the article in the People's Daily last year? Trading resources for development is not advisable."

  What Liu Qingshan was talking about was Feng Shouxin’s article, which had a great impact at the time and triggered a large-scale discussion.

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

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

  However, it is one thing to discuss, but another thing to do it in practice, so Director Wang gradually forgot about it afterward.

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

  Then he could only suppress others with force. Director Wang raised his face and was about to shake off his official prestige, but was stopped by Zheng Hongqi, who whispered something in Director Wang's ear.

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

  Zheng Hongqi also winked at Liu Qingshan: the leaders and foreign guests still have to give face, at least on the surface.

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

  Brother's face, I still have to give it.

  Liu Qingshan nodded with a smile: "Of course, and we don't charge tickets now."

  Thus, under the guidance of Liu Qingshan, the people walked out of the wood carving hall and wandered into the forest.

   Entering the forest, everyone couldn't help feeling refreshed, because the oxygen content here is higher.

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

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

  Director Fan repeated the old story again, but this time, he obviously really had this idea.

   Various small animals can be seen everywhere in the forest: squirrels occasionally running across the trees, hares flashing through the forest, and forest birds flying past in front of you, all of which are pleasing to the eye.

   "Is this musk deer?"

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

  It is relatively close to the wooden house, so during the day, those forest musk deer are brought here and tied here, and the dumb grandpa looks after them, and no beasts dare to harass them.

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

  Liu Qingshan nodded: "We raised it and kept it for musk."

  Kevin next to him also tried his best to show his presence, chatted with Liu Qingshan for a few words, and after figuring it out, he kept shaking his head:

   "No, no, this is too cruel. For a kind of medicine, you want to kill such a cute little animal."

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

  Liu Qingshan took a look and saw that the big deer led his own group and wandered here. They also prefer to move around the woodcut Leng, probably because they know that it is safer here.

   "This group of sika deer have their antlers cut, are you raising them too?"

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

  Liu Qingshan nodded: "In the past, we cut velvet, but now we cut velvet. The same is true for musk. In the past, we killed musk for incense, but now, we raise musk for incense."

  So I popularized the method of extracting incense from live musk deer.

  Everyone is also amazed: There is also this kind of operation, as expected of the lineage of the king of medicine, even such an incredible method can be thought of.

  Even Kevin smiled, gave Liu Qingshan thumbs up again and again, and kept talking about Gude.

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

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

   Among them, the tallest one has a diameter at breast height of more than one foot, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and is full of vitality.

  Now this season, the yew is blooming. Standing under the tree, you can smell the unique smell of pine pollen.

   "Wow, my God, this is simply a masterpiece of nature, it is so beautiful."

  Kevin circled the biggest yew tree, admiring in his mouth.

   But he praised and praised, and his content changed: "If such a yew plant is all used to extract paclitaxel, the economic value created will definitely exceed 10,000 US dollars."

  The essence of this guy is still a businessman.

   Taxol can be extracted from the branches, leaves, bark, trunk, and even roots of yew, so there is nothing to waste.

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

  One tree costs $10,000!

  Director Wang's eyes suddenly brightened. In this era when people are crazy about foreign exchange, one can imagine how powerful this temptation is.

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

  (end of this chapter)