Chief Chinese Medicine

Jiang Fei pushed his bicycle and followed beside Xiao Tianliang and Guo Dabao.

The two boys are still depressed until now, when they think of this gold and copper Bodhisattva statue, which is worth 100 million, but they cannot be sold.

Can they not be disappointed?

The three of them were not riding a bicycle, and their vision was not good at night, so it was not suitable for cycling.

There are no street lights in this era, and there is no other light at night except for the moonlight.

"Xiaoliang, Dabao, do you think this gold and bronze Buddha statue should be sold for money?"

He had previously saved face for the two at the Lin family, but Jiang Fei asked now.

This problem must be resolved, if two people end up as black businessmen who are willing to do anything for money.

So from now on, let's part ways completely.

What I want to do in the future may be related to the lives and health of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of people, and there is no room for mistakes.

Among his followers, there must be no such black sheep.

There are many ways to make money.

But there must be a bottom line, if there is no bottom line, it will be a complete beast.

"Brother Jiang, at this point, I can't figure it out. Why not sell it? This is 100 million yuan. If you sell it, you will be a 90 rich man now."

"Brother Dabao and I are ten thousand yuan households."

Xiao Tianliang really couldn't understand Jiang Fei's decision, so he couldn't help complaining.

After Jiang Fei heard this, he stopped pushing his bicycle and stood by the side of the road.

After Xiao Tianliang and Guo Dabao saw that Jiang Fei was not leaving, they both stopped and looked at Jiang Fei puzzled.

Jiang Fei said in a deep voice: "Xiao Liang, do you think there is a bottom line for being a human being?"

Xiao Tianliang replied without thinking: "Of course, otherwise, what is the difference between you and a beast?"

He is also well educated, knowing what can be done, what can't be done, and where the bottom line is.

His father, Xiao Yumin, taught him very strictly and often beat him with sticks.

Seeing Xiao Tianliang answering this, Jiang Fei was relieved, as long as he still has a bottom line.

"Xiao Liang, a gentleman loves money in a proper way. He doesn't want to make any money, nor can he make any money."

"Let's sell snuff bottles, dishes and so on. There is no problem. These things are already in circulation."

"However, golden Buddha statues, which are important treasures of the country, must not be sold privately, otherwise they will all end up overseas, which is a loss to the country."

"I am a doctor, and your fathers are all state cadres, so you should keep such a bottom line!"

"I'm sure that your business will grow bigger and bigger in the future. At that time, it is very likely that you will lose your conscience because of money."

"Now that you have this sign, you can't control your greed, it won't work."

"I also made it clear that if one day you can't control your greed and do something illegal, don't blame me for not thinking about brotherhood, and finally parted ways."

Jiang Fei's words were not ruthless, a complete showdown ahead of time.

If the two dared to make such a mistake, Jiang Fei would definitely part ways with them mercilessly.

Xiao Tianliang and Guo Dabao didn't think it was a big deal at first, they thought it was just selling a golden Buddha to make money.

But after hearing Jiang Fei's reminder or even warning, they realized that they had subconsciously ignored the inner things for the sake of profit.

If it is sold by private individuals, it is very likely to be lost overseas, which is really a loss for the country.

They only saw 100 million money, but ignored the meaning behind it.

Xiao Tianliang slapped himself hard, and lowered his head guiltily: "It's my pig's head that deceived me, I should hit him."

"I should hit it too." Guo Dabao also gave himself two big mouths without hesitation, and the corners of his own mouth twitched.

This pain is heartbreaking.

But it can also make them remember the truth that Jiang Fei taught them at this moment today.

"Okay, go back."

Jiang Fei didn't say anything more, and the cart continued to walk back.

After Jiang Fei returned home, it was already 07:30 in the evening.

In order to be able to tell the time, Jiang Fei specially bought a pendulum clock and hung it on the wall. The pendulum swings every day.

Song Caiwei had already prepared dinner, but she didn't wait until Jiang Fei came back.

She can't go to the hospital to find Jiang Fei, because she still needs to take care of her eldest daughter.

So she waited and waited, and she became a little restless while waiting, and finally Jiang Fei came back feeling chilled all over.

"Master, why did you come back so late?"

Song Caiwei hugged the child, and when she saw Jiang Fei enter the room, she asked a bit complaining.

Jiang Fei also said apologetically: "I have something to do today, Cai Wei, I made you worry."

In this era, there is no personal mobile phone at all, and it is impossible to tell where you have been at any time.

Even landlines are not available in every household.

Only some state agencies and public institutions in Anzhen have landlines.

As for the neighbors, there is only one landline, which is usually placed in a supply and marketing cooperative or a bookstore.

Even bb machines don't exist in this era, and they won't become practical until the mid-80s.

"Caiwei, don't worry about me, if I come back late at night, I must have something to do."

"After you and your daughter have dinner, you don't have to wait for me, just go to sleep."

Jiang Fei asked a few words to prevent this girl from waiting for him to come back every day, until she became restless.

Song Caiwei stubbornly shook her head and said, "No, I will wait for you to come back."

"Okay, then you can wait for me at home." Jiang Fei smiled and nodded, then rubbed his hungry stomach.

I haven't eaten all afternoon, and I'm already starving.

Song Caiwei chuckled, and put her sleeping daughter on the kang and covered her with a quilt.

She went to the kitchen and served Jiang Fei some food.

"It's already been prepared for you to come back. If you don't come back, I can only heat it up again."

Song Caiwei brought out a plate of fried pork with cabbage from the kitchen, and a few big yellowed buns.

Jiang Fei's meals have skyrocketed since he arrived in Anzhen.

It is not only because of the improvement of economic conditions, but also because there are more things that can be eaten in the town at least.

The village is relatively closed, so each family usually stores frozen vegetables, potatoes, sauerkraut and the like.

Jiang Fei didn't speak when eating, and ate slowly.

No matter how hungry he is, he won't gobble it up. Eating like this is the easiest way to get sick.

If you want to maintain a long life, eating is the first hurdle, and you should not eat too fast or too hastily.

People of this age probably can't understand that a young man like Jiang Fei eats so slowly, and even think he is a sissy.

But the body is his own, and Jiang Fei understands this truth better than anyone else.

"Caiwei, this is for you!"

After Jiang Fei had eaten, he took out a thick wad of money from his coat pocket, all of which were in ten-yuan bills.

Song Caiwei was about to undress and lie down when she saw Jiang Fei handing out so much money, she was so frightened that she almost fell to the ground.

"Master, you, you..."

Song Caiwei's small face turned pale immediately, and she stared at Jiang Fei tightly all over her body.

The head of the house came back so late, with a tired look on his face, and there was a basket by the door, and there was a big box in the basket.

Shouldn't he be in charge of the house to rob?

Song Caiwei's imagination can be said to be extremely rich.

Jiang Fei also saw that she was thinking wrong, and couldn't help shaking his head amusedly: "You girl, what are you thinking?"

"The money is from the underlings of our waste collection station. I received some ancient objects and sold them for 1000 yuan, and then divided them into Xiaoliang and Dabao's [-] yuan."

"This is the remaining 900 yuan, you can check."

"Also, our dividends from the waste collection station are more than 100 in total, but I didn't take it, so let's keep it and continue to operate."

"This 900 yuan is enough for our family."

Jiang Fei said nonsense, not enough for the family, but enough for the family for five or even ten years.

This 900 yuan is nothing in later generations, but 40 years ago today, it is a huge sum of money!

Song Caiwei only felt that her little hands were trembling. She counted the money nervously, and she had never been so tired before.

She counted it a dozen times, and finally confirmed that the amount of money was correct.

"It's almost Chinese New Year. I'll go back to the village in two days to visit my parents and leave some money for them."

"For so many years, I have been eating at home and using homemade food, so it should be rewarding."

"And the elder brother Jiang Yang has been running the family for so many years, he is almost 30 years old and doesn't even have a wife."

"Let's also serve dim sum. If there is a suitable family, find one for eldest brother."

Jiang Fei had already taken off his clothes and was lying in the warm bed, telling Song Caiwei every sentence.

Song Caiwei was still fiddling with money notes, the more they looked the better.

Seeing Jiang Fei ordering her, she also hummed and agreed from time to time.

Soon, Jiang Fei fell asleep and snored lightly.

Song Caiwei smiled sweetly when she saw her man lying in the bed.

Aren't these the days she's been looking forward to?

Holding the money, Song Caiwei thought of her mother and her unmarried younger brother.

She sighed sadly, staring at the money in a daze.