ALL NOVEL Chapter 268 Are You Sick?
Jiang Ning couldn't figure it out, she just bought a house, how could she become the thorn in the side of so many people?
However, things have to be closed as soon as they are good, she finally let go, "Since it was a misunderstanding, I will let it go this time, but next time I won't be so easy to talk about."
After finishing speaking, the accelerator pedal was pressed to the bottom, and the Hummer rushed out.
Rong Sanshao ate his mouth full of exhaust gas and almost exploded on the spot.
Ciao, his last super off-road vehicle, just became a pile of scrap metal!
Sell mom batches!
Leaving the community, Jiang Ning asked puzzled, "Tell me, what does Young Master Rong want to do?"
Huo Yishen couldn't understand the thinking of the rich second generation, and he took a while to speak, "Last time, he ignored his companion's face to speak for you, but this time he drove into you on purpose this time, probably because he wanted to find a reason to get close."
Jiang Ning couldn't figure it out either, who knows what the rich second generation's brain is made of.
"You said, did he know something, so he approached on purpose?"
She was referring to those three cars, or Space Secret.
Perhaps, he tracked down the matter of Aoyuan through Yang Jie, and even pushed it forward.
With amazing wealth alone, the Rong family can still live a bright and beautiful life in the last three years, and even asked the Fengcheng municipal government to invite them back to engage in economic development, so they are not simple-minded people.
What's more, when we meet again, Jiang Ning can't see that Rong Sanshao has changed.
Huo Yishen looked serious, "No matter what he wants to do, we should always be vigilant."
The newly built school has not yet recruited students. After communication with the superior, it is temporarily lent to the Chinese Medicine Research Institute for recruitment and herbal medicine planting sub-processing points.
When Jiang Ning drove in, a lot of interviewers and inquiries had already gathered.
Many low-level survivors have no medicine, and it is also a good deal to learn some medical skills or get some herbal medicine.
It's a pity that not only basic knowledge is required, but also only one working meal is included, and there is no salary.
Isn't this using love to generate electricity? They still can't fill their stomachs.
Knowing the situation, many people left depressed.
The people in the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine were also depressed. Without funds, it would be difficult to get started. They also wanted to recruit people to pay wages, but the extreme weather was bad, and it took a lot of energy to cultivate herbs.
All the funds are spent on indoor constant temperature planting alone. They are also generating electricity for love, just to inherit the civilization of thousands of years.
"Mr. Ma, will we return without success this time?"
Some students said depressingly, "The herbs we brought back last time were like caring for a baby, but half of them died, and the rest didn't grow well."
Ma Guangnian's heart was heavy, but he still comforted him: "Take your time, it will get better."
The Hummer is so conspicuous that it attracts everyone's attention as soon as it enters the school gate.
Ma Guangnian just felt that the car seemed familiar, when he saw Huo Yishen and Jiang Ning get out of the car, he was overjoyed, "Comrade Huo, Comrade Jiang, why are you here?"
"We happen to live nearby and are very interested in herbal cultivation, so come and have a look."
The last time we talked about picking herbs, Jiang Ning was a medical student, and Ma Guangnian was very impressed with her, "Are you here to apply for the job?"
It is impossible to grow herbal medicine while sitting at work every day. Jiang Ning came here today mainly to establish a relationship so that he can have a reason to associate with Ma Guangnian in the future. "Mr. But I’m not very good at planting, so I want to learn some experience from a teacher.”
Make a living by growing and selling herbs?
Ma Guangnian suddenly became interested, "How did the seedlings you picked back last time grow?"
Jiang Ning said modestly, "It's not bad, seven or eighty percent of the work is done."
The staff were amazed that they only lived half of the life due to their careful care. How did they do it?
In the face of doubts, Jiang Ning did not hide it, "We built a glass shed, and the indoor temperature did not change that much. If it is too cold, we will light a charcoal fire."
It can be seen that those who can drive a Hummer in the last days have good family conditions.
Unlike them, it is obviously a research institute of traditional Chinese medicine, but it is difficult to build a glass shed.
It's not that the relevant departments don't support it, but that glass is so precious after the earthquake. Even if there is glass, we must first plant food and give priority to ensuring the rations of the survivors.
The research institute already has a glass shed, and there is no way to approve a new one.
A glass shed cannot grow many herbs at all, let alone mass production.
Jiang Ning's words gave Ma Guangnian a new inspiration. If the research institute cannot be built, it does not mean that others cannot.
Three years after the end of the world, people who still hold the medicine in their hands undoubtedly control the lives of others.
No matter how expensive it is, people are willing to buy it. If the public cannot cultivate it on a large scale, why not encourage private cultivation?
Regardless of inheritance or benefit to the people, it is of great benefit to society.
Especially when he learned that Jiang Ning has a glass shed of more than 100 square meters, Ma Guangnian's heart was moved.
One doesn't want to work, and the other doesn't have a glass shed. It's a match made in heaven.
Ma Guangnian extended an olive branch, "We can teach you scientific planting , the basics of traditional Chinese medicine, acupuncture, acupressure, and related medicine, but you need to give us 20% of the medicinal materials you plant.
If we need to provide vaccines, we need to share 10% more. What do you think? "
Jiang Ning pretended to discuss with Huo Yishen, and after thinking about it for a while, he agreed, "Yes, we will figure out a way for the medicine and seedlings by ourselves."
The two parties hit it off and signed the contract on the spot.
Ma Guangnian planned the planting varieties for the two of them, "The four seasons of the day, the weather is erratic, the most likely to catch a cold, ranging from fever to lung infection, and now this kind of medicine is the most scarce."
He wrote down nearly 30 kinds of herbal medicines, all of which can be used to treat diseases. "You find the medicine seedlings according to the list. If you have any problems during the cultivation process, you can come to the station to find the staff at any time."
There was no problem in the discussion. He clearly wrote down the best planting method and growth environment for each medicine, and tested the three people's medical skills.
The brothers and sisters hardly understand it, but Jiang Ning has the basics and has been self-study for a few years, learning the basics of the entry level first.
This is a good way, Jiang Ning's medical books are still there.
Speaking of the other side of the Rong family, Rong Sanshao returned to the villa with a dark face, and the housekeeper hurriedly asked for a private doctor.
Throwing off the slippers, Third Young Master Rong sat on the sofa angrily, "I can't die, no need to invite me."
Don't try to hide what happened in the neighborhood from Mr. Rong, he will come back soon.
Seeing the bruise on his son's forehead, he suppressed his temper and asked, "What's going on?"
"I drove over a car in 50 buildings."
"What do you want to do?" If it wasn't for his own, Master Rong would have smashed the cup over.
Before finding out the bottom line of Building 50, he first spoke for the people in Building 50, and offended most of the people in the community.
Forget it, a group of second and third generations who only know how to eat, drink, and have fun, rely on their ancestors to live a glamorous life, and don't know the cruelty outside, playing with them will only lower their IQ.
He agrees with his son on this point.
However, what happened when he hit the 50 building with his backhand?
"Are you mentally ill? If someone dares to injure a bodyguard, it's obvious that he is desperate. Now that you have even taken out bombs and grenades, why don't you dare to do it with your head so hard?"