Siheyuan: Buyers get rich from hunting

These days, cars are much rarer than bicycles.

However, cars are not private property, but state property.

But even if this car is not a private product, it can still demonstrate the status of the person riding in it.

Didn’t you see that even the webmaster Yang Guangliang came out to exchange a few words with Huang Qiaolan?

After Liu Ping'an dropped Xiaoxia off, Xiaoxia got off the bicycle and went into the medicinal materials wholesale station with Li Xin.

Liu Ping'an did not leave, but followed in with great interest.

"What are you doing here, kid?"

Yang Guangliang saw Liu Ping'an coming in and couldn't help but tease: "Do you have bear gall to sell to me again?"

"Do you want pig gall?"

Liu Ping'an walked in with a smile on his face. He was holding two bags in his hands, which he had hung on the handlebars before going out.

But he did not take anything out of it. Instead, he took out a large front door from his arms.

"Xiaoxia is here to work, I have to ask other comrades to take good care of her."

"You want to buy me off with just a pack of Daqianmen?"

Yang Guangliang looked at him with disdain, but at the same time he happily opened the cigarette box and took out a cigarette. He felt a little greedy.

But it’s still out there, and there are many lesbians.

It would not be good if other people saw it, so Yang Guangliang moved his mouth and put the cigarette back into the box.

As for hanging cigarettes on your ears.

Haha, this behavior would have been considered gangsterism in 2000. You are hanging it on your ear now, afraid that the patrolling police won’t notice you, right?

"Please help me distribute these two packages to my colleagues at the station. They can be regarded as the welfare provided by you, Station Master Yang, to your employees."

"How can I be qualified to give benefits? Salaries and benefits are all paid by the state."

Yang Guangliang took a look at the things in the bag and knew that Liu Ping'an was thoughtful. He teased him and finally nodded in agreement.

This isn't bribery, nor is it about buying something.

It's just asking people to take care of their family members. Although some people would say that this sets a bad precedent, this thing will always exist. The saying "it is better to loosen up than to block" is true.

Buying small things still follows the logic of "I can't have it, but you can't not sell it."

Buying a lot or a little is a token of your thoughtfulness, and at least it proves that you respect me.

This is true both at home and abroad. In some foreign countries in later generations, if you don't have a letter of introduction, do you still want to study? You will be reading a bullshit book and eating shit.

Yang Guangliang was very quick in his work. As soon as Liu Ping'an entered his office for a while, the staff at the station were all smiling.

When Liu Ping'an saw Xiaoxia, Sister Su, Li Xin and other colleagues standing behind the counter chatting and laughing, he knew that everything was settled.

After Yang Guangliang finished his work, he also returned to the office. When he saw Liu Ping'an sitting on the chair, he said unhappily, "Why don't you leave? You are a buyer and have nothing to do, so why don't you go fishing? Bring me another few hundred kilograms."

"Several hundred kilograms. There must be that many fish for me to catch in Beihai Park."

It’s not like Liu Ping’an didn’t use the space to check, and they were all small fish fry, so it would be a waste to catch them.

"Uncle Yang, I have something to talk to you about."

"Now you know how to call me Uncle Yang? I never see you call him that normally."

Yang Guangliang waved his hand unhappily, and he saw Liu Ping'an took out a rough wooden box from his arms and pulled open the drawer.

After the drawer was removed, an oval golden ball lay quietly in the wooden box, with a smooth and reflective surface.

Yang Guangliang was careless at first, but he got excited when he saw this thing.

He stretched out his hand, finally extended his index finger, touched the surface of the ball, and bent down to smell it.

"It's delicate and shiny, with a fresh fragrance. This must be bezoar."

"Don't tell me this is natural bezoar?!" Although he sounded puzzled, Yang Guangliang's expression was full of anticipation.

It was not until he saw Liu Ping'an nodded that he rubbed his hands excitedly.

At this time, China had already started synthesizing artificial bezoar, but it was not successful until the 80s.

Therefore, bezoar is still very rare, and the probability of synthesizing artificial bezoar is very low.

"Where did you get this thing? Did you kill a cow?"

Yang Guangliang was a little confused. You know, these days killing a cow has to be registered. If Liu Ping'an killed a cow privately, it would be a serious crime!

"How could this bezoar be obtained from a cow I killed? Look at how dry it is. It must be at least three years old."

Yang Guangliang picked up the ox gallstones and looked at them, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as it wasn't obtained by slaughtering a cow, everything would be fine. Even if Liu Ping'an bought it, it's fine.

Medicinal materials can be bought and sold.

Yang Guangliang didn't ask about the specifics, and Liu Ping'an didn't say what he had thought of. Isn't it good that everyone just keeps it in mind?

"You don't want to sell this bezoar to me, do you?"

"Uncle Yang is really smart!" Liu Pingan gave him a thumbs up, "I want to show this to Brother Song."

"Brother Song?!"

Yang Guangliang's focus was strange, and he laughed happily when he heard this.

Only then did Liu Ping'an realize that the old guy was happy because he felt he had taken advantage of Song Ming.

This interest...he really doesn't understand!

Song Ming has the mentality of an old boy. He and Liu Ping'an are friends regardless of age difference, so they call each other brothers. Yang Guangliang has the personality of a normal middle-aged man, so Liu Ping'an calls him uncle.

Yang Guangliang smiled for a while before wiping away his tears.

"Indeed, it's troublesome for you to sell this thing to me. It would be better if you go directly to Song Ming and store it in Union Hospital."

"This bezoar is not small, and it is natural. It can not only detoxify and relieve fever, but also treat convulsions and convulsions in children. It can also treat uremia when taken internally. Song Ming is definitely very interested."

"Go directly to Concord Hospital to find him. He must be at work."

After getting a safe answer from Yang Guangliang, Liu Pingan did not stay any longer. After going out, he exchanged a few words with Xiaoxia's colleagues.

Under Xiaoxia's reluctant gaze, he rode towards Xiehe.

This was his second time to come to Union Hospital, so he was familiar with the route and arrived at Union Hospital in no time.

It's different now than at night.

Although most people in this era just endure the illness when they are sick, unless they are seriously ill or cannot bear it anymore, they will stay at home.

But Union Hospital was still full. When Liu Ping'an entered the hall, it was packed with people.

Liu Ping'an had no choice but to go and look for the person honestly.

There was no registration in this era.

But it doesn’t mean that registration is bad. The emergence of registration is because people have money and are willing to go to the hospital, but there are only so many large hospitals and medical resources cannot be turned around, so registration was born.

But in this day and age, you still need to see a doctor specializing in the corresponding discipline based on your condition.

When Liu Ping'an went to the internal medicine department, he found that Song Ming was extremely busy and the queue was very long.

People are like this. You want to see the best doctor, and I also want to see the best doctor. But the best doctors are exhausted.

Liu Ping'an had no choice but to leave temporarily and go to the inpatient department.

Since everything was fine, he planned to go see Zhuzhu and get some spiritual spring water for her to drink, to avoid a situation where two lives were lost. He didn't like the situation where a happy event turned into a funeral.