Chapter 127 He was impulsive this time, but he did not regret it

Si Tian and Madam Si also fell into deep thought. Most of the medicines that are easy to carry are Western medicines nowadays. Could Chinese medicine be also possible?

"Madam, Second Master, I'm going to get medicine for the patient first. Can I come to your house to bother you later?" Huai Lang was confused, but now he had to go back to get medicine for the patient first.

"Of course." Mrs. Si agreed enthusiastically.

After Doctor Huai left, Si Tian called Juanjuan to his side and said, "Juanjuan, do you mean small pills that are easy to carry?"

Juanjuan tilted her head and thought for a moment: "What are the little pills?"

Well! Si Tian asked the wrong person this question.

This girl has no idea what a small pill is.

"Uncle, wouldn't it be convenient if we could drink medicine without boiling it and just soak it in boiling water?" Juanjuan lay on the windowsill and watched the dragon dance outside.

The little hands were still waving outside, but the words seemed to be spoken casually.

Old Madam Si frowned slightly. She had heard of headache powder and the like among foreign medicines, but she had never seen anything like what Juanjuan was talking about.

Si Tian no longer cared about the dragon dance downstairs. He was also thinking about a problem. It would take some thought to preserve this kind of powder.

But the small pills I just mentioned may not be impossible.

In this way, the market for traditional Chinese medicine can be opened up, and commonly used medicines for wind-cold and wind-heat can be mass-produced.

Wait, raincoats block moisture, so should we consider other things?

There is also the production of plastic medicine bottles, which seems to be worth further research.

Juanjuan had no idea what the two people behind her were thinking. She just waved her little hands and looked down with a giggle.

As Si Jinchen and the others watched, they stretched out their hands to block her, fearing that she would lean out in excitement.

After what happened in the car last time, everyone is now more concerned about her safety.

"Brother, his head is so big!" Juanjuan said, pointing to the parade below.

"It's a big-headed doll. He brings good luck." Si Jinchen explained to her and pointed at someone and said, "This is a land boat race."

"Wow! This person is so tall!" Juanjuan's attention was attracted by the tall people behind her.

"Miss, these are stilts." Bai Qiao explained to her.

"Sister Qiaoqiao, what are stilts?" Juanjuan watched the people on stilts doing splits and somersaults, which was very exciting.

"They are standing on very high wooden sticks, so they look very high." This is all Bai Qiao knew.

Along the way, many people threw candies to the people around them and sent blessings.

The streets were bustling for a while, and when the parade left, the crowd followed them forward.

When Siming came up from downstairs, he saw several children craning their necks to look in the direction where the parade was going away.

“I haven’t seen enough.”

"Dad!" Juanjuan came down from the window and ran towards him.

She stopped beside Siming, her little nose twitching slightly: "Did Dad go to set off firecrackers?"

Siming was slightly taken aback, having forgotten that his girl had a very sensitive nose: "Yes, I just set off a big firecracker."

"Isn't it very loud?" Juanjuan looked up at him.

"Yes!" Siming picked her up.

He carried Juanjuan to the window. Although the parade had left, jugglers appeared on the street again.

The place is bustling with activity, with many vendors setting up stalls to make their first fortune for the new year.

When watching the circus upstairs, they don’t have to go downstairs and squeeze with others, and they can still see clearly.

When Adjutant Qi arrived, the children were hungry and were ready to go back for dinner.

"Juanjuan, Achen, your father has something to do, so you and grandma should go home first." Old Lady Si held the hands of the two children.

"Dad, aren't you going to come back and have dinner with us?" Si Jinchen looked at Si Ming.

"Dad has some things to deal with at the Governor's Office, so he will be back later." Siming rubbed his head.

After watching them get in the car and leave, Si Ming looked at Adjutant Qi and asked, "Have you found everything?"

"Found it. They made these in a remote house. The material on the silver coins is special. They can make the same crisp sound as silver."

"In addition, we have already recovered all the templates they used to print counterfeit money and destroyed them. They also tried to hide some, but we also found them."

Adjutant Qi stood aside after saying this.

"Have all the people been dealt with?" Siming glanced out the window.

Adjutant Qi: "It's solved. We have checked the area within a few miles to make sure there are no fish that have escaped."

Siming turned to look at him and said, "Go to the bank and withdraw all the money. Tell the people in the city to exchange the fake money for real money."

"Also, check the people from the Taisho Chamber of Commerce in the city and strengthen the inspections at all entrances and exits of Beiyang City. Collect all the fake silver dollars. They might be useful in the future."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and walked out of the teahouse, preparing to return to the Governor's Office.

As soon as he returned to the governor's office, the soldiers looked at him with tears in their eyes.

"Commander-in-Chief, General Chen's phone is about to explode. Now that you're back, call him back immediately."

Siming walked to the phone, picked it up, and said, "Connect to General Chen's office."

Chen Yongnian walked back and forth in the office with his hands behind his back, his brows so furrowed that he could pinch a fly to death.

"Ding-ling-ling!" The phone rang.

He picked up the phone without a second thought and roared at the person on the other end: "Si Ming, you have to make such a big noise on New Year's Day."

"If we don't handle it right, something terrible will happen. Do you really think you can fight a hundred people alone?"

"I can't be worth a hundred, but I still have you." Siming moved the microphone a little further away and waited until he finished yelling before slowly replying.

"What can I do to help you? When someone comes to investigate, do you think those traces can be completely wiped out?" Chen Yongnian was so angry that his chest hurt.

"You've reminded me to clean up all the traces. I'll send someone to do it right away." Siming gave a look to Adjutant Qi who was standing beside him.

He immediately understood and turned around and left the office.

Chen Yongnian now feels powerless: "Next time you do something like this, can you please discuss it with me?"

"If I tell you, will you agree?" Siming asked curiously.

Chen Yongnian remained silent. He would definitely not agree. Although he knew that these people had bad intentions, he couldn't easily touch them.

"If someone asks me, I'll say it was a fireworks explosion. But you still have to make it look more realistic so that no one notices the flaw. As for those bodies, please clean them up."

"Don't worry, I've asked someone to take care of it." Si Ming smiled faintly.

"That's it. Just behave yourself during this period." Chen Yongnian felt a headache.

Siming hung up the phone and looked at the map of Beiyang City beside him.

He was impulsive this time, but he did not regret it.