Practicing business and practicing medicine

In the Wu family's old house, as soon as he entered the door, Bian Mu first used some rice wine to simmer the jujube kernels, and threw five slices of fresh ginger on the rice wine. The rush was of great quality, and it must have been specially selected by Mr. Lei's employees. The medicine cabinet in the lobby definitely couldn't pick out such good medicine.

There was a scale at home, and Bian Mu weighed out a portion and took it to the kitchen to slowly fry it with a special tile at the lowest fire for a while. This tile was obtained by Zhang Jinsi from the Ningguo Temple Wholesale Market and was specially used for preparing Chinese medicine.

When the smell of the medicine showed that the fire was almost ready, Bian Mu turned off the gas stove.

While it was still crisp, Bian Mu put on canvas gloves and slowly crushed the fried rush in one direction with a medicinal stone mortar. Then, Bian Mu beat three fresh eggs, and poured two small porcelain bowls back and forth a few times to separate the egg white and egg yolk. Only the egg yolk was needed, not the egg white.

After mixing the egg yolk into the mortar, Bian Mu used a stick made of "spice wood" to stir it in a counterclockwise direction for a while.

"If it wasn't for making more money, who would be willing to do such stupid work? Alas! I am really... People die for money, birds die for food! It's really true!" After thinking about it for a while, the herbs were mixed.

Bian Mu went to the study to find a small bag of medicine powder, which was a kind of neutralizing powder he made himself, the main ingredient of which was licorice. With this medicine powder, Bian Mu cleaned the mortar thoroughly, and licorice was naturally mixed in.

Pour out about two-thirds of the rice wine, Bian Mu mixed everything together, and stirred again...

"Thank goodness Mr. Lei was thoughtful enough to prepare the food, otherwise, there would not be enough time today!" Thinking of this, Bian Mu put on disposable PE gloves and kneaded the ointments into small round cakes in the medicine dish.

The electric baking pan was connected to the power supply, and two layers of cattail mats were laid. Bian Mu stood there and kept turning the cakes over through the grass for a while...

Tao Wenjie was young, so it was feasible to bake the medicine with electricity. For other patients, it was reasonable to bake them in a stone pot to dry them thoroughly!

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The small medicine cakes were ready. Bian Mu picked up one and weighed it. He was quite satisfied.

Several rows of books were placed on the balcony to dry. Bian Mu washed his hands and started to knead the dough. While the dough was waking up, Bian Mu went to the study, opened his laptop, plugged in the USB flash drive that Duan Hongyi brought, and flipped through it for a while...

"Wow! I really didn't realize that! Teacher Duan has a deep understanding of traditional Chinese studies, arithmetic, advanced mathematics, artificial intelligence... and other subjects! How could such a great generalist be trapped in the three-foot campus and unable to realize it normally?! However... it is indeed difficult to realize pure mathematics... But with his profound knowledge... Even if he has a second job and sets up a stall in the computer city, he should be able to save at least one or two million yuan in his hands after so many years?!" Thinking of this, Bian Mu felt that Duan Hongyi was somewhat incredible.

Maybe Teacher Duan's personality is a bit out of place? ! Or, he is not born to be good at business? !

It's really hard to say!

Flipping through the book with focus, Bian Mu was looking at a paragraph, which was an explanation of the latest interpretation of the small matrix of the ancient "Qiqiao 21". As he read, Bian Mu was able to connect it to the total number of patient samples selected in the double-blind and triple-blind experiments and the total number of joint hospitals.

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"Oh! The dough should be ready, I have to make dumplings quickly!" Thinking of this, he hurriedly turned off the computer, put the USB drive in his body, and went to the kitchen to make dumplings.

The stuffing of dumplings in "Su Yu Ren Jia" is really exquisite, and it smells very appetizing. Bian Mu was making dumplings here, and the stove was on both fires, and several dishes were already steamed.

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Bian Mu was making dumplings there, and the doorbell rang.

He opened the door and saw Tao Wenjie.

There was a big bag in her left hand and a big bag in her right hand. It was not good for Tao Wenjie to go to someone's house for dinner empty-handed.

Talking and laughing, Tao Wenjie washed her hands and started making dumplings.

As they chatted and laughed, the two talked about the "Brett's Law".

"In our industry, Chinese patent medicines are often prepared outside of compound molecules. Almost 90% of them are simple additions and subtractions of medicinal properties. The concept of compounding has always been relatively obscure. Nowadays, those overseas technical masters have been able to design more ingenious molecular models. At the same time, the chemical reaction mechanism under high control has become easier to operate. The bridgehead position that was originally strictly restricted has been introduced into the carbon-carbon double bond, thus creating a very novel new molecule. It sounds like there is still more than a hundred years away from the latest reference technology for the preparation of Chinese patent medicines. In fact... If we boldly take the path of overtaking on the curve, we may really solve the old problems that have puzzled the industry for many years!" Bian Mu is very brave. Anyway, there are no colleagues in the room who can be tabooed. Just say what you think in your heart!

Hearing this, Tao Wenjie's eyes suddenly lit up, and her beautiful eyes flashed with very strange stars.

"That's what I was planning, too. I've already invented seven or eight specific logical models." Tao Wenjie responded with a smile.

"Good fellow! You're really good! It's good, but the imagination is too high, and the concept and technology span are too huge. Let alone you and me, even if we gather tens of thousands of top people in the country, it will be fruitless in a short time!" At this point, Bian Mu counted the dumplings on the lid, and it was almost enough to eat.

Bian Mu got up and took the hot dishes to the stove to warm them up.

Picking up the wok, Bian Mu began to stir-fry the delicious dishes sent by the restaurant.

"Hey! Why does this smell seem familiar to me? Where did you buy the ready-made dishes?"

"Guess!" Bian Mu responded with a smile while flipping the pot.

Looking up and thinking for a while, Tao Wenjie guessed with a smile: "Chinese restaurant, old-fashioned cooking, there are not many famous restaurants in this city... There are only a few that can rank in the top five, 'Drunk Eight Immortals'? Not like... 'Happy Journey'? Not like that either... Oh, right! Could it be 'Su Yu Ren Jia'?! That's right, that's where they like some fragrant vinegar."

"Awesome! Gourmet level!" As he spoke, Bian Mu briefly talked about his chance encounter with Mr. Lei.

"Lei Xiaoxuan from 'Ju Zhen Tang'?! How did you bump into him, haha... It's really weird!" As he spoke, Tao Wenjie began to bring the dishes that Bian Mu had stir-fried to the table.

"He gives a pretty good impression..." As he spoke, Bian Mu began to cook dumplings. The vegetarian fillings cooked quickly and could be eaten after two or three somersaults.

"Come on, forget it! He's very cunning. You'd better be careful next time you see him! The Lei family said that the pharmacy was passed down from generation to generation, but in fact, it's an invisible giant business complex. They intervened in many businesses and made huge profits for hundreds of years. They are very difficult to deal with. He is a typical descendant of a merchant, half doctor, half pharmacist and half businessman. People privately say that he is a monster! By the way, you have heard that he is a good oil painter and is known as the best painter in the medical field!"

"Ah?! No way! So talented?!"

"Of course not!" Tao Wenjie started to pour drinks while talking.

The food was ready, and the two talked and laughed while eating.

As they talked, Tao Wenjie once again led the topic to the research theory of new molecules in traditional Chinese medicine. She believed that everything depends on human efforts. As long as Bian Mu and her work together, they might really be able to develop a new set of traditional Chinese medicine preparation technology system.

Although she didn't say anything explicitly, Bian Mu felt that the personal ambition of Mr. Tao in front of her was far greater than her actual ability.