Author: Qi Chu Jiu

When An Ning and Jiang Xia walked east to eat, An Ning looked at the liquid tea noodles in the center of the table in trance.

"so many?"

"Um."

"He remembers that he didn't release a lot."

Jiang Xia looked at An Ning, who was not so good at one thing, and said, "It's okay, he can cook."

The sentence was somewhat of a show of affection, and An Ning heard it.

It was because An Ning's brain circuit was always abnormal, and because her mind was now focused on the increase in noodles, she didn't react.

"He felt that what I said was wrong. Professional matters should not be left to professionals."

Professional person?

Jiang Xia's heartbeat was racing, and he was really laughing and crying. When did he become a professional cook?

What happened to Bu Xia? Jiang Xia took a small step and found out whether it was really exciting to show her love. He was sweating all over just by taking a small step to test.

"Am I hot?"

"That's right, it's a bit hot! He went to get the soy sauce."

Except for a little soy sauce and salt, there is really nothing left in the house.

The two of them ate liquid noodles mixed with soy sauce. At the end of the meal, An Ning pointed at the noodles and said, "He doesn't want to eat them anymore."

In the morning, Jiang Xia left first and An Ning rested there alone.

Three days later, a piece of news appeared in major newspapers.

Roche Pharmaceuticals and three veteran Chinese medicine practitioners are preparing to build a traditional Chinese medicine factory, committed to promoting traditional Chinese medicine culture and reforming traditional Chinese medicine treatment.

That news, like a hot search topic in modern times, occupied the front pages of major newspapers for three days.

Not only newspapers, but also TV broadcasts, wherever the news can be received, everyone knows about the development of traditional Chinese medicine by Roche Pharmaceuticals, the leading pharmaceutical industry.

Most people may not think that there is anything wrong with it, it is just one more drug seller, but it is really not something that is highly valued in the medical field.

In particular, there are many traditional Chinese medicine factories that have lost their business and are on the verge of bankruptcy, and they are trying every possible means to get some contact with Roche Pharmaceuticals.

After all, according to rumors, Roche Pharmaceuticals is not planning to build it from scratch, but to acquire an existing Chinese medicine factory. When the time comes, they will use the prescriptions of three well-known old Chinese medicine doctors to develop new drugs.

When the news about Roche Pharmaceuticals was hot, An Ning and Cheng Jun dressed up as backpackers and strayed into a village.

The two people were taken by the children in the village to find the village chief, or the mixed-race director of the traditional Chinese medicine factory.

"we are good."

The village chief, who had no discernible accent, made An Ning and Cheng Jun wary. A person who can hide for many years is never easy.

"Hello, he and his sister came to climb the mountain. They accidentally got lost and walked into our village. It's really not their fault. Please ask someone to guide them and they can leave."

When the director of the traditional Chinese medicine factory heard this, he did not lower his vigilance. There were always strangers nearby recently, and he was afraid that something would happen to the traditional Chinese medicine factory.

"Okay, let's wait a moment."

The village chief called for help, and Cheng Jun thanked him.

When Cheng Jun turned around, the backpack he was carrying caught the village chief's attention.

Roche Pharmaceuticals?

The schoolbag had the logo of Luo's Pharmaceuticals, and the villagers in Buju were sensitive, so the opportunity was indeed very tempting.

In the past, they did not have too much extravagant expectations, and they were really greedy for those traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions.

Cheng Jun’s bag…

"It's getting a little late. Why don't you two rest there for a while before starting tomorrow? It's dark and the mountain road is difficult to walk and it's very dangerous."

Cheng Jun did not nod immediately, but instead refused a little warily: "No, they have leg flashlights that can provide lighting. They will arrange for someone who is familiar with the mountain roads and they will pay the salary."

Cheng Jun's refusal made the village chief feel a little relieved.

During the back-and-forth communication between the two, Cheng Jun warily agreed to Donglai.

The village chief warmly invited Cheng Jun and An Ning, who never shut up, to stay at his home. Along the way, he arranged for a child to help the two of them carry their bags.

But Cheng Jun refused, saying that he could just carry it himself.

The child who had received instructions from the village chief walked beside Cheng Jun, asking a question from time to time.

When we talked about whether the child was studying, the child said yes, just studying, and just started to learn to read.

As if to demonstrate his ability to recognize words, the child pointed to the words on Cheng Jun's backpack and started reading.

"Luo——what kind of karma? The karma he knows and does."

The child's innocent language made Cheng Jun alert. He pointed to the words on the schoolbag and taught the child: "That one reads Luo's Pharmaceuticals."

"Oh——Roche Pharmaceuticals, what does that do?"

"As for those who manufacture and sell medicine."

The child nodded with great interest and changed the subject. But after a while, the child seemed to find that the bag was good and asked Cheng Jun where he bought the bag.

"Well, I bought it. It was given to me by my employer. It's very sturdy. I can't buy it."

Cheng Jun looked at the child's expression, feeling a little guilty, and promised the child to mail him one. However, the village chief next to him stopped him, and the child ran away in embarrassment.

At the same time, the village chief got the information he wanted, and Cheng Jun also got the information he wanted.

An Ning, who was following behind, felt that everyone was not simple. She was afraid that she would survive even one episode in a spy drama.

Did the strangeness of the village in Bu Nao attract An Ning's attention?

Isn’t that little kid so simple?

Finally, Cheng Jun and An Ning were taken back to their home by the village chief. An Ning was arranged to live with the village chief's daughter, while Cheng Jun lived in the east living room.

The two-story bamboo building is very cool, and the starry sky at night is also beautiful, but no one can really sleep that night.

When Wan Lai was silent, Cheng Jun snored. The backpack lying on the east side of his head was taken away, but he didn't even notice.

"Abba——"

"Shh-"

The village chief made a leg gesture to go out. The girl carried her bag and followed her father out.

Cheng Jun, who was snoring, didn't know anything about it.

Outside the bamboo house, the village chief opened Cheng Jun's backpack and found his ID, which contained a document.

"He said it was fake to climb the mountain. It turns out they came to inspect the soil."

The most important aspect of traditional Chinese medicine factories is the quality of traditional Chinese medicines. The quality of traditional Chinese medicines is closely related to the soil and growth environment.

"Abba, you won't wake up, will you?"

"It's okay. Although they didn't eat their food, they can hide from the incense he ordered."

The village chief pointed to the second floor of the bamboo building and said, "Is that girl asleep too?"

The girl nodded, and the two of them put Cheng Jun's bag back and went to the second floor together. They did the same thing and checked An Ning's backpack.

After An Ning's backpack was put away, the two went upstairs and walked a short distance before meeting up with several strong men.

The village chief said something, and the men set off.

An Ning's mental power has been following a few people and saw them destroying the only road out of the village.

The tranquility on the second floor, the corners of the lips twitching, everything is going according to plan.

The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole follows behind.
Chapter completed!