The rough guy in his 60s was easily manipulated by the queen of the apocalypse

The winter in Beijing is much warmer than that in Tuanjie Brigade. The most obvious thing is the way New Year's goods are stored.

In just three days, Xia Ye fell into silence as he looked at the New Year's goods in the jar.

It’s the first day of the Lunar New Year, and the New Year goods obviously won’t last for a few days, what a waste!

Then, everyone including Xia Xiaojun, Qi Yunjing, Wu Chong and his wife, and Mr. Xu's group experienced what a dinner with large portions, a wide variety of dishes, and even more sumptuous than the New Year's Eve dinner was like.

"What's the matter? You don't plan to celebrate? Eat it today and don't eat it tomorrow? Who puts fried knife fish in a big bowl and brings it to the table?

Just this one meal can feed the whole village."

Mr. Xu kept putting food into his mouth from his hands, which did not stop him from complaining at all.

Wu Chong ate in the same way and did not forget to agree with him.

“Do you remember how many knife fish you brought?

You, one piece, you two, two pieces in total, and I have two pieces at home, they are all going to dry out!"

This is only for salted knife fish, otherwise it would definitely stink in front of Xia Ye.

"Eat it. Today we will eat and take it with us. When we are done, we will pack it up."

"What do you mean? You are not allowed to come to dinner tomorrow!"

Summer nights make me tired.

"We have to have some friends and relatives to visit, otherwise we'll have to eat leftovers. You guys can handle it yourselves."

Just as Mr. Xu was about to say that he was all alone, he swallowed the words and realized that he still had a few "bad friends".

Wu Chong and Cheng Yan looked at each other.

"My parents are not at home, and my grandparents are not here either."

Not to mention Wu Chong, after a moment of silence, both of them's eyes lit up at the same time.

"My uncle is in Beijing, and my grandfather is also in Beijing!"

No one else can give gifts of this magnitude.

At this time, Xia Ye and Qi Yunjing didn't know that Cheng Yan's uncle was Zhong Hansong.

We went back to work on the fifth day of the Chinese New Year. In total we had about ten days off, and each person gained two kilograms.

On the first day back at work, Dean Zhang convened a leadership-level meeting, and the issue raised was about the experimental team that Xia Ye and his team were about to set up.

Although the selection of team members has been completed and some people have passed the review, there are still many people who don’t know about this and it is highly confidential.

As one of the people who knew about the situation, Mr. Xu sat very straight, but of course the main premise was that he didn't say anything.

"Mr. Xu, are we still going to teach at the university together this year?"

A middle-aged man in his fifties who was also a professor asked Mr. Xu very humbly. He was also a professor, but he didn't dare to be rude in front of Mr. Xu and Xia Ye. It had nothing to do with length of service and age. It all depended on ability. In front of Xia Ye and Mr. Xu, he, a professor, didn't even dare to breathe. Didn't he see that the dean was like a kid in front of Mr. Xu, but when Mr. Xu treated Xia Ye, his old face was as smiling as a flower.

One must have good judgment when necessary, but unfortunately, I asked this question today without thinking, which was very impolite of me.

"No, I have more important things to do!"

These words were squeezed out from between his teeth, and Xia Ye suspected that he would bite someone if he provoked him any further.

"Yes, health tea."

Xia Ye put the water cup that he had prepared earlier in front of Old Xu, and saw Old Xu performing a face-changing move. He smiled very cheaply and looked around as if showing off. He looked really asking for a beating.

Xia Ye was helpless and sighed heavily. She couldn't escape the thing of a substitute now. She was exactly like you.

The meeting officially began and the process went extremely smoothly. As it was related to the allocation of hospital resources in this area of ​​research, it was very necessary to hold a meeting.

In the end, Xia Ye was directly appointed as the main person in charge of the research team - the team leader, Xu Lao was appointed as the deputy team leader, and four members were temporarily appointed to the team. They also came to the meeting room when the appointment was made.

Although no one objected on the surface, only they themselves knew what they were thinking in their hearts.

As soon as the meeting was over, Xia Ye and Mr. Xu followed Dean Zhang to his office. Before leaving, Xia Ye did not forget to wink at Cheng Yan and secretly handed the key to his office to Cheng Yan.

What happened just now was just a formality, and the final decision will be made in the dean's office.

The above means that we attach great importance to this experimental group. In other words, we hope that this group will perform well.

"The leadership sent people to the military department to clean up a floor for experimental research before the New Year. There is absolutely no problem with the safety and confidentiality there. If necessary, we can apply for a fully closed experiment at a certain stage."

"No need. No one else will have access to the core content except me and Mr. Xu."

Old Xu nodded heavily and said, "Yes," Xia Ye was right.

The dean coughed lightly, as if to ease the embarrassment.

"There are also research directions and research topics, which need to be submitted first. Do you have any ideas now?"

Ever since the dean proposed this experimental group to her, Xia Ye had thought about it. Medical technology in this era is still relatively backward. To be honest, there are really many people who are reluctant to go to the hospital when they are sick.

Even if it's just a simple cold, cough, fever, etc., you can just hold on and drink some ginger water and it will go away.

Xia Ye wants to popularize this type of medicine as early as possible, of course, it is of Chinese medicine nature. As long as there is enough planting area and output, this can be accomplished. Moreover, some of the medicinal materials needed by Xia Ye for medicine making most likely do not need to occupy farmland, which does not conflict with the country's grain output needs.

At all times, people-oriented is the first factor.

Xia Ye took out his plan and summarized suggestions and handed them to Dean Zhang.

It was then that Dean Zhang noticed the handbag that Xia Ye had been holding. The bag was very big, and it was filled with all treasures, such as the plan and the health tea in his teacher's hand. His teacher had shown off and asked for it several times, saying how amazing Xia Ye's health tea was. He had only been drinking it for a while, but the roots of his hair had begun to turn black. If he kept drinking it, he would be rejuvenated sooner or later.

Of course, this is a joke, but it is no exaggeration to say that it can strengthen your body.

Dean Zhang also asked his teacher for it, and the answer he got was that he relied on Xia Ye to give him a cup when he was in a good mood. He could taste the ingredients of some of the medicinal herbs in it, but there were still a few herbs that he could not taste.

After hearing this, Principal Zhang could no longer open his mouth to ask for money in summer night.

This health-preserving tea is indeed not simple, and some of the medicinal materials are not available in this world. If conditions permit, Xia Ye might study this prescription in the future to see if he can change the prescription without changing the dosage.

Those medicinal herbs that do not exist in this world all come from Xia Ye’s ten acres of fertile land, that is, the old man. If it were someone else, Xia Ye might not be willing to take them out. It’s all thanks to that face.