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Many of them are even former employees of the unit, who came back to get some odds and ends, and exchanged them for some pocket money.

When he heard that he was going to the police station, Liang Xiaohu was anxious and scared, and waved his hands repeatedly: "Don't, don't, my mother is not in good health. If I hear about this, I will be so angry that I will be hospitalized. I beg you, we are not stealing. I just want to get something to use!"

Old Zhangtou was afraid that things would become serious, and he was also responsible: "Don't, Magistrate Zhou, just such a trivial matter, it won't happen."

Lao Zhou stared: "You can't get used to this stinky problem. If the house is equipped with wheels, you can push them away!"

The old Zhangtou quickly explained: "These three children all graduated from this school. In the last class, there was no job assigned. The three children were thinking about starting a small business. They wanted to set up a small restaurant. The capital was limited, so they went back to school to make money. Useful stuff."

"I agreed to this matter. County Magistrate Zhou, if you want to arrest someone, just arrest me, the old man."

Lao Zhou looked at the three young men who were squatting on the ground, and they seemed to be doing their jobs, not the kind of bastards, so he believed it in his heart.

At this time, Liu Qingshan interjected: "I think these people are quite honest, and I will send someone to investigate their homes later, and it will be clear."

"Don't, you must not go to our house, or you will be beaten to death by the family." A little fat man pitifully begged for mercy. Judging by his appearance, he looked like a learning chef.

These days, parents are generally more strict. If someone comes to the house, no matter what happens, they will beat up their children first.

On the contrary, in the next few decades, they will always protect their own children first.

The dumb grandfather also gestured, and Liu Qingshan smiled and conveyed Master's words: "Don't worry, if the situation is true, I will recruit you to work in our school cafeteria in the future."

"Can our school start again?" Liang Xiaohu suddenly stood up from the ground. After all, he has studied here for three years, and he still has feelings.

Liu Qingshan nodded: "But in the future, it will not be a technical school, but a Chinese medicine training school, but the canteen is still needed."

Liang Xiaohu was so happy that he jumped up and down: "That's great, our master and second master are also idle at home, I'll tell them to go!"

"Let's talk about your own problems first!" The secretary snorted, and the three young men immediately became listless again.

Lao Zhou also saw what Liu Qingshan meant, and didn't want to delve into the matter, so he ordered the secretary to lead the three people to implement it.

Then he told the old Zhangtou to contact those former workers and make preparations for resuming work.

Now the old Zhangtou is very happy, the school is closed, although he is free, but it is too free, so it is meaningless.

Not long after, a left-behind cadre from the school's logistics department also rushed over after hearing the news, and led everyone around the campus.

The overall situation is quite satisfactory.

In the dormitory, there are upper and lower beds with iron frames, and the beds are covered with thick rush mats, and the luggage can live there.

In the kitchen, there are complete tools and materials, and you can cook.

In the teaching building, although the facilities are relatively old, the tables, chairs, benches, blackboards and the like are still usable.

As the saying goes, a ruined house is worth tens of thousands, and if all these facilities are rebuilt, it will be a lot of money.

After turning around, Liu Qingshan basically knew in his mind: as long as the personnel and materials are in place, the school will soon be able to operate normally.

The only problem now is: there are no students yet.

The dumb grandpa was clearly prepared for this, and gestured with his hand: the whole school is planned to be divided into two parts.

Part of it is to recruit new students, starting from the basics, to train professional Chinese medicine practitioners, and the cycle is at least five or six years.

The other part is to engage in further training, which can be long or short, and doctors with a certain foundation can only study here for two or three years.

To recruit new students, you can wait until after the college entrance examination is over this year; and to engage in training, you can start preparing now.

I believe that with the reputation of a dumb grandfather, that student is not as good as Wuyang Wuyang.

While discussing, I saw the secretary rushing back with Liang Xiaohu and others, followed by a large group of people, all of whom were former school workers, about 40 to [-] people.

They all heard from old man Zhang that the school was about to reopen, so they came here to inquire about the news.

The secretary simply told Liu Qingshan and the others that the situation of Liang Xiaohu and the others was true, and it was not a big problem.

Liang Xiaohu also introduced the two little old men to Liu Qingshan: "This is our master master and second master. They don't have any skills. If you don't believe me, I will show you now."

These two cooking teachers are in a special situation and do not belong to the teaching establishment, so the technical school was closed, and they went home.

"Let's do a big cleaning first. After a long time, there will be dust everywhere." A middle-aged woman yelled. This Aunt Zhang used to manage the dormitory.

The group dispersed in a rush, and quickly found washbasin rags, broom mops and the like, and they did all of them without being assigned work.

The enthusiasm of these janitors is a bit surprising. It can be seen that they still have feelings for this school.

The dumb grandpa also nodded: basically everything can be used.

Call Lu Xiaolong back to see what daily necessities need to be purchased, and when the students are in place, the class can begin.

The dumb grandpa also has a feeling that he can't wait for time. Training Chinese medicine is a relatively long career. Of course, the sooner you start, the better.

As for the construction of the school, let's take it slowly. Anyway, there is enough space here, and it is more spacious than ordinary universities.

By noon, things were basically finalized, and Liu Qingshan and the others were ready to go back.

"Leaders, my masters have gone home to prepare meals, you can't leave." Liang Xiaohu opened his arms and stopped in front.

The old man Zhang also chimed in: "Yes, Master Li's house is just in front of the school. If you don't have any skills, even the master chefs in the canteen of the guest house in your county are all brought out by Lao Li."

Aunt Zhang also persuaded: "If the school is reopened, those of us can count as having a serious job. It is also appropriate to express our gratitude to the leaders."

After talking about this part, everyone didn't refuse any more, and under the guidance of Liang Xiaohu, they left the school gate.

The gate faces the north-south highway, and turns to the south of the school. There are several bungalows here. These school workers, including Liang Xiaohu and his family, basically live here.

There are only two rooms in Chef Li’s house, a kang table is placed on the ground, and a standing table is placed on the floor.

The old man wore an apron, and greeted while wiping his hands: "I didn't prepare anything, it's all home-cooked food, I'm neglecting the leaders."

"It should be us who caused you trouble." Liu Qingshan said a few words politely.

Liang Xiaohu went to the neighbors to borrow tables, chairs and benches. After everyone sat down, he led the two little friends and began to pick up dishes and chopsticks to serve.

After a while, six dishes were served, and finally there was a sauerkraut and white broth.

The dumb grandpa also brought the two master chefs to the table, chatting while eating.

They are indeed ordinary home-cooked dishes, such as cabbage, tofu, and potatoes, but the taste is really good. The ordinary ingredients can be made into an unusual taste.

After chatting, Liu Qingshan found out that the culinary major was the most powerful in the original technical school.

But it is precisely because too many talents have been trained that novices like Liang Xiaohu can't find a job.

Liu Qingshan was also quite full, and said with a smile: "Bring the cooks from our village over, Master Li, you can help with the training."

The chefs in Jiapigou are good at cooking rural specialties, but if they are more high-end, they cannot be put on the table.

Master Li patted his chest and said no problem, then asked Liu Qingshan: "Which village are you from?"

"In Jiapigou, this school is where my master plans to open a Chinese medicine training school." Liu Qingshan replied with a smile.

Master Li slapped his thigh: "Oh, it's Mr. Sun who won the Nobel Prize. I've heard of it on TV and radio. He's so upbeat!"

Liang Xiaohu and the others also followed suit, if the school runs well, their jobs will be guaranteed, right?

Especially after hearing about Jiapigou, everyone has more confidence: this is a million-dollar village, and there will definitely be no wage arrears by then.

Just when she was happy, she saw that Auntie Zhang rushing in: "Xiaohu, your mother is sick again, let's see if we should send him to the hospital or fix it!"

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"Don't worry, my master is a doctor." Liu Qingshan saw that Liang Xiaohu was so anxious that tears came down, and quickly comforted him.

Master Li nodded again and again: "Yes, he is a doctor who is famous all over the world, even if you can't invite him!"

So they went out together, Liang Xiaohu's house was just in front of them, and they arrived in a few minutes.

The layout of the rooms is similar, a middle-aged woman is lying on the south kang, her face is swollen badly, her voice is whirring like a bellows.

A spittoon was placed on the edge of the kang, filled with sticky sputum.

There is no need for the dumb grandfather to look at it, Liu Qingshan knows that it must be an old disease in the Northeast: tracheitis.

Because of the climate, there are a lot of people with this kind of disease here, and it is better in summer, but in winter, people with throat and shortness of breath always suffer.

I coughed half the night and half the night, and couldn't even lie down at night.

The dumb grandfather is also the most experienced in treating this disease, and Jiapigou has a similar old man.

So he took out the medicine bottle from his pocket, poured out two calming and soothing pills, and asked Liang Xiaohu to take it for his mother first. Within 10 minutes, the symptoms were obviously relieved.

"What an old miracle doctor." Aunt Zhang praised her.

Liang Xiaohu is a very honest kid, kowtow to the dumb grandpa when he kneels down.

Liu Qingshan hurriedly pulled him up: "I will call my master later, and I will give you another prescription, grab some decoctions."

Liang Xiaohu wiped his red eyes and agreed: "Brother Liu, can I study medicine with Mr. Sun? I also want to be a doctor and cure my mother's old illness."

This is a filial child. It is not too late to study medicine. After all, he is just in his early twenties. Many Chinese medicine practitioners are late bloomers, as long as he has determination.

The dumb grandpa was very accurate at seeing people, and he saw that Liang Xiaohu had a good nature, and the most rare thing was that he was filial, so he nodded and agreed. The school has no students, and it doesn't look like it.

In this way, the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine has the No.1 student: Liang Xiaohu.

After several decades, the name Liang Xiaohu will become famous all over the world with the spread of Chinese medicine.

The dumb grandpa handled things simply, and asked someone to make a few phone calls to the higher-ups, and then someone took care of the school's various procedures and took the initiative to send them over.

The relevant medical departments also immediately took action and began to select students.

The first batch of students were mainly from the province. There were five or six thousand people who signed up, and finally 2000 people were selected. After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, they will officially register for school.

And Lu Xiaolong followed suit, arranged the school's affairs in an orderly manner, and waited for the school to start.

Little Six is ​​also more active, running here every few days.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help thinking about it, the little girl had a small thought: she also wants to be a little teacher, giving lectures to the students.

Thinking about that scene, all the old Chinese doctors with white beards in their decades and even white beards were sitting under the classroom, and there was a little guy standing in front of him, giving lectures in a straight-forward manner...

The faculty of the school is still very strong. Grandpa Dumb leads the team, and Song Yizhen will teach acupuncture and moxibustion; Master Fan from Hong Kong Island will give a lecture on medicated diet.

It also hired more than a dozen old professors from the Capital College of Traditional Chinese Medicine to teach. In terms of teaching staff, they are all first-class in the country.

Liu Qingshan was busy working for a few days, and seeing that everything was basically ready, he freed up time to deal with other things.

Since the dairy factory was merged into the Uni-President Food Factory, the production line for producing milk tablets was launched urgently, ready to be officially put into production.

This production line was developed by Jade Bird Hi-Tech Park.

The production process of milk tablets is relatively simple, so the production line is not complicated. Stamping and pressing aluminum-plastic packaging are the most important processes. As long as there are tools, future generations can do it at home.

When the Lunar New Year is approaching, the dairy factory officially starts production of new products.

Liu Qingshan was invited by the eldest sister to visit.

There was a large group of small ones by his side. When he heard that delicious food was being made, the fourth youngest led the team, leading Xiaoyueyue, Xiaohuo and Mavericks, and they all followed.

The fourth child also said confidently: "The children have the most right to speak about the specific taste."

Even if you are right, if you are greedy, you can say that you are greedy, why are you looking for so many reasons?

The dairy factory is located outside the south gate of the county seat and occupies a very large area.

In Liu Qingshan's memory, this place was later merged by a large dairy company, and the land of more than 200 mu was sold for more than 1000 million yuan.

With the improvement of living standards, the dairy industry is also very promising.

Moreover, Uni-President Food Company is a conscientious enterprise, at least it will not produce poisonous milk powder or the like.

Although it is winter, there are also many milk trucks driving in from the gate of the dairy factory.

Over the years, the silage feed project in Bishui County has persisted, and the farming industry in the countryside has naturally been prosperous.

In particular, the dairy farming industry is second to none in the province.

The plaque on the gate of the factory has been replaced with a new one, and Liu Jinfeng didn't bother to think about the name, Uni-President Dairy, it's simple and straightforward, and it still shows a sense of confidence.

Liu Qingshan's car passed the inspection at the gate, and the security guards were all replaced by veterans, so knowing him, it was naturally allowed to pass smoothly.

The courtyard is really spacious, and many trees and small shrubs have been planted, all of which are old.

Beside the road, there are a lot of colorful flags, setting off a joyful atmosphere.

After Liu Qingshan parked the car, Xiao Lao Si and the others couldn't wait to get down, looking around curiously.

"Brother Qingshan, long time no see!"

With a warm greeting, the director of the former dairy factory, Niu, led a group of people, surrounded Liu Jinfeng, and greeted him.

The managers of these factories and enterprises in the county are very familiar with Liu Qingshan. It has been seven or eight years since Liu Qingshan led them to open the Canton Fair market.