Shenhao System: I am serious about spending money

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, Mission No. 6 has been activated. The current status of the object is 50% dream completion. Please keep up the good work, host!"

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The piece of meat that An Jing had just picked up fell into the bowl.

"Oh my god, this is even possible?" An Jing was dumbfounded. "System, what's going on?"

System: "Literally, congratulations to the host."

An Jing thought for two seconds and understood: "So as long as you know what the target's dream is, you can activate them in any way, right?"

Just telling whether you have a dream or not is only the first step to spending system funds. To truly activate the task, you must know the specific dream.

An Jing previously felt that the targets of the mission were difficult to conquer, and she always wanted to exploit a bug, spend money on them first, and then activate the mission.

As the saying goes, one should be grateful to the person who gave him the favor. Since I have already spent her money, I should tell her the truth.

I didn't expect there is such a thing!

but……

An Jing was speechless: "What on earth did he say?"

System: "This requires you, the host, to figure it out yourself."

"Okay, get out!"

An Jing wiped her mouth and poked Yan Ruosong's arm: "Brother, what were you talking about just now?"

Yan Ruosong simply concluded: "Grandpa Jiang asked me to study medicine with him, but I refused. He started crying and said that the Jiang family's five-generation inheritance would be extinct or something."

Is the Jiang family going to be extinct?

An Jing thought about it carefully, then suddenly widened her eyes, looked at Jiang Xian and then at Qi Yue.

Could it be that... Tsk, the old man’s dream is to have a son?

No way?

How the hell can I help him accomplish this?

Yan Xiuzhu was distracted when he heard this, and noticing An Jing's shocked expression, he quickly explained, "It's not that there will be no descendants, it's that no one will learn medicine from him, so his medical skills can't be passed down."

An Jing smiled awkwardly and glanced at Yan Ruosong with a grin.

What's the level of message passing?

Although Jiang Xian could hold his liquor well, he had a bad drinking habit. He would get drunk as soon as he drank, and would talk too much. When he heard Yan Xiuzhu's words, he began to babble in broken Mandarin: "Yes, I have studied medicine all my life, but I can't even get an apprentice! I don't know if anyone will read the medical books in my room after I die. They are all handed down from generation to generation in our Jiang family..."

Since this was a mission, An Jing was very serious and asked with concern, "You are such a good doctor, how come you don't have any apprentices?"

Jiang Xian immediately blew his beard and glared, and said unhappily: "Are you mocking me? It is because of you bosses that young people in the countryside have gone to the city to work for you. Who is willing to stay in the countryside to study medicine with me?"

Being targeted again and again, An Jing couldn't hold back her anger: "How did I mock you? You old man, you are poor and you can't stand others being rich? Do you think you would be happy only if everyone in the world is as poor as you?"

Jiang Xian pointed at An Jing and cursed: "Yes, I just can't stand you rich people, none of you are good."

Qi Yue pulled Jiang Xian's arm and said to An Jing, "There are fewer and fewer young people in the village. There are clinics and pharmacies in the field. Fewer and fewer people come to see doctors here. We basically rely on picking herbs and selling them in town for some money. When people see that we can barely make ends meet, who would be willing to send their children here to learn Chinese medicine?"

Jiang Xian said stubbornly, "I won't accept it even if they send it to me. If you can't even endure this little hardship, it's useless to learn it. It will ruin the reputation of traditional Chinese medicine."

Yan Xiuzhu: "Then why don't you go to the town or county? When you were young, there should have been a lot of people seeing Chinese medicine practitioners. If you could open a clinic or something like that, there would have been a lot of people coming to see doctors."

Jiang Xian snorted and said nothing.

Qi Yue also turned his head away and sighed.

Zou Yu suddenly seemed to remember something, and there was some anxiety in his eyes.

An Jing didn't notice so much. As soon as Yan Xiuzhu finished speaking, she immediately suggested: "Old man, your medical skills are so good, why don't you come with us to the city? I will open a clinic for you and recruit a few apprentices for you to ensure that your medical skills will definitely be passed on to future generations."

Jiang Xian refused outright: "No!"

"...You, are you so hostile to me?" An Jing thought that he didn't like her, so she rejected her proposal.

Jiang Xian said nothing more and just lowered his head to drink in silence.

Qi Yue invited everyone to eat, Yan Xiuzhu continued to drink with Jiang Xian. Zou Yu seemed to know something, and when she saw An Jing looking at her, she quickly winked at her. Unfortunately, An Jing was looking at Qi Yue beside her and didn't notice her hint.

After a while, Yan Xiuzhu couldn't hold on any longer and fell on the table in a daze. Jiang Xian's eyes gradually became blurry and he kept mumbling several times: "We can't go to the city. If we go, my little Banxia won't be able to find the way home."

Qi Yue's hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly and tears welled up in her eyes.

"What did he say?" An Jing subconsciously asked Yan Ruosong who was close to Jiang Xian. After asking, she immediately turned around and said, "Forget it, I won't ask you. I'll ask someone else."

Zhou Yi explained to An Jing in a low voice, and An Jing also whispered, "Who is Banxia?"

Zhou Yi shook her head, indicating that she didn't know either.

Qi Yue wiped a tear from the corner of her eye and suddenly said, "Banxia is our daughter, her full name is Jiang Qiongjin."

Zou Yu muttered to himself subconsciously: "So that thing is true?"

An Jing smelled gossip and asked hurriedly, "What's the matter?"

Zou Yu glanced at Qi Yue and didn't want to say anything in front of the old man.

Qi Yue sniffed and said, "Nothing serious. It's just that my Banxia met the wrong person and made a fool of herself."

"I think you are about the same age as my daughter. You should know what happened in our family back then, right?" Qi Yue asked Zou Yu.

Zou Yu said, "Well, I remember that I had just started working, in my early 20s. I heard that Dr. Jiang's daughter married the mayor of our town, and my mother took me to the banquet. But it seems that they divorced within a few years? You brought people to... cause a commotion?"

Zou Yu was a little nervous. She only knew the rest of the story from chatting with other people in the town, and she was not sure what the truth was.

It is said that Dr. Jiang brought a large group of people from Jiangjia Village and made a scene outside the mayor's house for several days, and the couple divorced because of this.

Qi Yue laughed at himself: "Yes, we just went there to make some noise."

Jiang Xian suddenly raised his head like a zombie and said unhappily, "What are you talking about? These rich people are all the same!"

After saying this, he suddenly stood up, staggered to the wall, took down a photo frame that was upside down, and tremblingly touched the person in the frame, crying loudly: "Banxia, ​​my little one, where have you been? Why don't you come back?"

Qi Yue hurried over to help him up. The drunk Jiang Xian refused to cooperate, so An Jing and the others went over to help him get on the bed. Then they arranged for Yan Xiuzhu to be taken care of. After they had cleaned up the table and rested, Qi Yue suddenly looked at An Jing and said, "Xiao An, I heard from others that you are a big boss and very rich. You must know a lot of people, right? Grandma wants to ask you a favor."