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Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin counted the money twice in front of everyone, and finally came up with a total of 150 yuan and [-] cents. Luo Meng found a plastic bag to put the money in, and put it again The donation box is locked.

"I have to take this money back and let accountant Lin write it down. Take it easy, don't be too tired." Luo Meng collected the money and said to everyone in the pavilion.

"Why are you tired, I just give you a hand." Everyone said that they didn't help much.

"Those people from the city are so interesting to talk, we like to come here to pass the time when we have nothing to do."

"I can't help anything else, just beat me up."

"When the medical center is completed, I'll kill a few pigs and goats, and there will be a lot of excitement in this place. You all have to come when the time comes." Romon said.

"It must come!" Hearing that Luo Meng was going to kill pigs and sheep, everyone was not surprised. This is also a local tradition. After a house is built, everyone will invite Liangjiu. Everyone, this time we are building such a large medical center, and it is necessary to kill pigs and sheep.

When old Zhou and his party returned to the smithy in a bullock cart, Lu Qihu really got into a fight with the old man Bai. The reason was that after the old man got to know his level, he knew that this man had a good level of pharmacology, but when it came to seeing a doctor and taking the pulse , that strength is still a bit weak after all, so it's fine to sit in the hall, and it's almost the same to rub the pills.

Then Li Xiangqun sat on the side, listening to the two of them going back and forth there, without interrupting, as if he was watching the fun.

"There's nothing wrong with being in charge of the pharmacy. I'll send you a few soldiers. When the time comes, our buffalo restaurant will also produce some big honeyed pills and water honeyed pills." Luo Meng said.

"There's nothing wrong with being in charge of the pharmacy. I'm just talking to him. Our medical skills are also good. In city B, some old ladies who often went to a park had a bad stomach, and the medicine and injections didn't help. , I gave him a few needles, the needle was inserted the night before, and I went to the park the next morning." Lu Qihu is also very confident in his medical skills.

"Just your two blows are enough to cure someone's diarrhea." The old man didn't think much of his ability at all.

"Hey! That's no worse than you, who specializes in treating malignant sores." Lu Qihu's tongue was very sharp.

"Why don't we go eat first? We'll argue after we fill our stomachs?" Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Luo Meng quickly changed the subject and said, "Tonight I asked Fatty Hou to add a chestnut roast chicken. It's about time now." It's out."

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" The white old man stood up from the stool as he said that, just like those long-term workers in Niuwangzhuang who were like wolves and tigers, they went late and had nothing to eat.

The blacksmith shop was not far from Niuwangzhuang, and several old men said they wanted to walk, so Luo Meng walked with them, and Xiao Shulin let Xiao Shulin pull their luggage there with a tricycle, and Huahua Sanmao, a monkey boy, also accompanied him.

"The air in this place is really good." Walking on the asphalt road in the mountains, Lu Qihu said with emotion.

"The air is good, the water is good, and there is spirituality. The medicines grown on the top of Mount Lomon are good. I think if the production of these medicines can be expanded, we will also have this pill and that pill here. Selling them casually is no better than City B. How much is the difference from Hall X." said the old man Bai.

"They are all mass-produced now, and what we want to do is less and better, not at the same level." Lu Qihu has always dared to say.

"The Wuyue soup you sold before was very good. It would be even better if it could be made into pills." Li Xiangqun said.

"The loquat trees on Niuwangzhuang are growing well, and a batch of loquat paste can be made this year," said the old man.

"You don't need to wait until the medical center opens for the loquat paste, you can start making it right now," Lu Qihu said.

"Then tell Chen Jianhua what you need to use at that time." These old men are going to start production in advance, and Luo Meng is naturally very happy. His medical center is semi-charitable, and will he be able to make money by then? It's still hard to say, but selling medicine is different. As long as there is a market, it is basically a business that can make a profit without losing money.

"Ah! What is that?" Lu Qihu didn't know if he heard what Luo Meng said. At this time, the road under their feet turned a corner, and they could see Dawan Village in front of them, and they could also see the hill behind the village. Those big windmills.

"Feng Duan." Li Xiangqun said.

"It's really turned by the wind? Didn't it use other power devices?" Lu Qihu seemed to be very curious.

"It's the wind power used to make rice noodles." Luo Meng explained.

"This thing looks really good. Let's get some tomorrow. It can be used to make medicine." Seeing those big white windmills turning around on the top of the hill, Lu Qihu was quite envious.

"..." Romon felt that relying on this old man to make money seemed a little unreliable, but he was quite good at spending money.

When a group of people walked up to Niuwangzhuang, it was time for the long-term and short-term workers on the mountain to get off work. They all came down the slope covered in mud and sweat. Some of them had to go back to the dormitory to take a shower before eating. Some people just wash their hands and faces in the ditch casually, and wait for a while to fill their stomachs before tidying up slowly.

I heard that there is roasted chicken with chestnuts tonight, everyone is in a good mood, and Lao Zhou has become more and more stingy recently because of his debts. No matter what good things are on the mountain, he wants to sell them for money .

After entering the yard, Lu Qihu and Li Xiangqun were handed over to the old man, and he was asked to lead the two of them to have a meal, a banquet or something, and when the people in the medical center were almost confirmed, they would treat them together again. OK, let them eat in the cafeteria with everyone now.

Lao Zhou went to the financial office on the second floor by himself, and he had to talk to Lin Chunyu about the donations, and he would have to open the donation box every night in the future.

"I've already done the accounting. When the time comes, should I open a separate account for the money?" Lin Chunyu was also sorting things out and getting ready to leave work.

"Success, you just need to pay more attention recently. When the medical center has an accountant, you won't need to do these tasks." Romon said.Niuwangzhuang now has a lot of daily receipts and payments, and when the medical center starts to operate, there must be a lot of financial work. Only Lin Chunyu is obviously a bit too busy.

"Since you want to recruit people, why don't you tell everyone?" Lin Chunyu was puzzled.

Among the people who often come to work at Niuwang Manor, many of them are willing to stay for a long time. If Romon releases the news, it will probably take a few days to confirm the candidates.

"Wait a little longer, Lao Chang may have to arrange a few people to come to our clinic." I don't know who will come and what positions they will be suitable for, so I still wait for his people to arrive. talk about it later.

"Old Chang?" Lin Chunyu laughed as soon as he heard it: "The people he arranged to come over must be unusual. What will we do with the glasses boy? He can still command things?"

"Young man, there's no harm in exercising more." Luo Meng also mourned for the glasses boy in his heart. It's really not easy to be the manager of his buffalo restaurant. He just eats in the cafeteria downstairs at the moment. Those three are enough for him to drink a pot, plus the people that Lao Chang arranged to come over... It seems that he will have to care more in the future.

"Boss, there are people from the Pagoda Temple today." When they were talking, Chen Jianhua happened to pass by the door with a rice bowl. Seeing that Lao Zhou was here, he stopped and said something to him.

"What's the matter?" Romon asked him.

"A group of people came from G City and said they wanted to build a house on the hillside next to the Pagoda Temple. They recently lived in Xiawazi Village. They made a big pot of rice and wanted to buy vegetables from us." Chen Jianhua said .

"What kind of house are you building?" This was the first time Romon had heard of it.

"Isn't our medical center going to give free medical fees to some patients? Their houses are built for free, and they are going to be used to receive some patients and their families from other places. This group of people came back, all They are followers of Monk Huizhen in City G." Chen Jianhua said.

"I'll go and have a look tomorrow." Luo Meng scratched his hair, this monk Huizhen moved very fast. "Did you agree to the grocery shopping?"

"I agree. After all, this is the case, and there are not many of them." Chen Jianhua replied.

"Since the quantity is not large, then why don't you ask for money at all." People from City G have come here to do good deeds. As a local, how can Romon have the nerve to earn their money? It hurts. point.

At this moment, in the cafeteria downstairs.

"What kind of chicken is this?" Lu Qihu picked up a piece of chicken from his plate and ate it into his mouth, his eyes narrowed immediately.

"Native chickens raised in Niuwangzhuang." Li Xiangqun said.

"Why do you know everything?" Lu Qihu was puzzled, this old man didn't go to Niuwangzhuang with him, how could he know so much?

"Earlier, when Niuwangzhuang first started selling beans on the Internet, my daughter bought a lot for our old couple, and later I heard her talk about this Niuwangzhuang." Li Xiangqun said.

"I've heard of some of them, and I thought it was just bragging." Lu Qihu said.

"Then do you think this roasted chestnut chicken looks like it was blown out?" The person on the side asked with a smile.

"It looks like it was burnt to me." Lu Qihu said with a chuckle.

"It looks like it's thanks to the two of you, otherwise Lao Zhou wouldn't be willing to kill a chicken."

"It was a big weekend, and there were a lot of people. It seems that a lot of them were killed this time."

"It's time to feel bad."

"Don't fall asleep in the middle of the night, go to the chicken coop to count."