Reborn in Changbai Mountain, I rely on my divine eyes to dig ginseng and hunt

When you work in the bank for a long time, you will no longer regard money as money. In fact, his monthly salary plus bonus as the bank president is just over 200 yuan, which is one of the highest salaries in the county.

Ten million, that's indeed a lot. Thinking of this, the bank president smiled awkwardly: "Hahaha, I oversimplified it. Ten million for a time deposit, the annual interest is at least six or seven hundred thousand. By the way, the bank needs to recruit a new teller during this period. I wonder if Director Liu has anyone suitable to recommend?"

Liu Xia Lian thought for a moment and said, "Okay, thank you, President Zhang. I'll recommend someone suitable."

"Then I won't bother you anymore. I'll go back first. When you go to collect the payment for goods, be sure to let me know in advance so as not to delay the factory's work."

"Don't worry, I will definitely say hello in advance."

Not long after President Zhang left, Zhao Hua arrived and drove Liu Xia Lian directly to the forest farm hospital. They arrived before they even stepped on the accelerator.

Although it is a factory hospital, it is quite large, with all departments available and fifty or sixty doctors.

The obstetrician and gynecologist was a female doctor with gray hair who knew Liu Xia Lian.

His originally cold face melted immediately when he saw Liu Xialian: "Director Liu, why are you here? Are you preparing for pregnancy?"

"It's like this. I got married a while ago, and I didn't notice how many times I drank with clients. I found out I'm pregnant these days, and I want to ask if it will have a big impact on the child."

The doctor pushed his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "This situation is difficult to define. Normally, men and women should drink alcohol when preparing for pregnancy, but you know the situation of the men in Northeast China. Many of them are drunk. Women are also drunk, but the impact on young people is small. As long as you don't drink in the future, there will be no big problem. If you drink in the middle and late stages, you will suffer from miscarriage, so my personal advice is to make sure you don't drink anymore from now on."

"Then do I need to get a checkup to see how I am doing?"

There was no ultrasound these days, so it was all up to the doctor to make the final decision. The doctor said, "Director Liu, come in. I'll give you a simple checkup. All men, please step aside. Family members, please leave."

The main check was whether it was an ectopic pregnancy. The doctor simply touched me and concluded, "You are in good health. Don't exercise too hard, otherwise you will develop a masculine tendency. Don't worry too much. Children of your age will have sufficient energy and blood, and will be smart, healthy and lively. Just do what you need to do and don't get too tired."

"Okay, thank you, doctor."

The fees at the forest hospital are really cheap, 20 cents for registration and 50 cents for examination, a total of only 70 cents, which is not a lot of money. However, the equipment is still very limited these days, and there are almost no various instruments and equipment.

But the doctor was very attentive. He registered Liu Xialian's prenatal examination file, estimated the due date, and arranged many precautions. He also specially arranged for Liu Xialian to have a moderate nutrition during pregnancy and not to eat too well, because once there is an excess of nutrition, the fetus will grow too large and cause dystocia. This situation would not happen to ordinary people, but recently Lijiatun has become wealthy, and some pregnant women have a good life, which may lead to tragedy. That's why the obstetrician and gynecologist gave advice. After all, in this era, almost all births are natural births, and cesarean sections are not popular yet.

When Zhao Hua saw Liu Xialian coming out, he quickly asked, "How is it? What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said that I'm too strong and told me to exercise less in the future, otherwise we'll be brothers in the future."

Zhao Hua almost burst out laughing. Liu Xia Lian was a little stout, but she had all the body shapes that a woman should have. This doctor really knew how to talk.

"What the doctor said is nonsense. You have a very good figure. How is the baby? Is he okay?"

"There's nothing wrong with the child, but you won't be allowed to drink anymore. And you, if you're still considering having a second or third child, try to drink less, especially don't drink every day. Got it? Focus more on your work and rely less on alcohol and cigarettes. We have more money than we can spend, so you don't have to worry about money."

"I understand. I seldom drink and I smoke occasionally. How about we go to my uncle and ask him to prescribe some medicine to help me stay pregnant?"

With Liu Xia Lian's level of traditional Chinese medicine, there is no problem for her to prescribe medicine to maintain the pregnancy, but doctors cannot treat themselves.

"Uh, well, I guess my uncle is very busy at this time."

Seeing Zhao Hua's good intention, Liu Xia Lian had no choice but to go. Her uncle's place was indeed busy, with fifteen patients in the morning and fifteen patients coming for follow-up visits in the afternoon. All of them had difficult and complicated illnesses, or terminal illnesses that could not be cured in large hospitals.

But after what happened last time, my uncle has been much more low-key. He no longer dares to say that he cured the disease, but only said that he treated the disease. Generally, patients who are judged by large hospitals to be dying in three to two months can recover well after his treatment.

The uncle felt Liu Xia Lian's pulse and didn't prescribe any medicine. He just said, "You feel like a superwoman. You don't need to take any pregnancy-preserving medicine at all."

At this time, Zhao Daxi, who was far away in Zhaojiazhuang, Longjiang Province, was discussing things with his nephew Zhao Xiaosan.

"Xiao San, do you think the pickled radish we made this way will be up to standard?"

Zhao Xiaosan looked impatient: "Uncle, I told you that the older you get, the smaller your courage will be. How can the pickles that every household pickles and eats be substandard? The only problem with the food that every household eats is that the saltiness of the pickles may be different in different households."

"That's right. I'll call my master tomorrow and tell him about it. I'll also ask her to send us a few more truckloads of electrical appliances. The electrical appliance business is really good during the Chinese New Year."

Zhao Xiaosan nodded: "Of course, my uncle has made a fortune, I want to make money with you, the 6,000 large jars of lumpy vegetables in our village can fill 20 to 30 train cars, it would be difficult to transport them with a tractor."

Zhao Daxi shook his head when he heard this. "My master is too serious about his work. You can just change the plane. Why is he so serious? Can't you just load the whole truck with pickled cabbage? It's so nice for the Russians to eat pickled cabbage and drink vodka. But she doesn't. She has to cut the pickled cabbage into strips, stir-fry it with oil, add a small amount of chili, and then pack it in plastic bags before loading it. How much money will she lose?"

Zhao Xiaosan nodded: "Yes, your master is a bit stubborn."

Suddenly Zhao Daxi glared at him: "What? You said my master is stubborn, you deserve a beating again, right?"

Zhao Xiaosan ran away quickly, saying, "Master, you are the only one who can speak. If I say anything, I will be beaten."

It turned out that half a month ago, Zhao Daxi heard that Liu Xia Lian was buying canned food and side dishes all over the world, and he immediately said that he would go home and pickle all the dumplings in the village for Liu Xia Lian.

Zhao Daxi didn't want to invest money to buy big vats, so he let each household buy them. He was the village chief with good eloquence, and told the villagers that pickling vegetables should be made into a long-term industry in the village. After all, the village was much richer this year than in previous years, so everyone followed the village chief's thinking. What's more, Zhao Daxi's nickname was Zhao Bandit. If you don't listen to him, your agricultural products will not be sold at all next year, and he won't buy them from you.