Xu Qingzhi tasted a piece of tripe, it was very crispy and hot at the right temperature. He said in a light tone that he obviously didn't think it was a big deal: "My brother got into some trouble at school, it will be solved soon, it's not a big deal."

Wen Shanshan blurted out: "Tell me if there is anything I can help with."

Xu Qingzhi smiled, rubbed her head, and replied, "Okay."

Mr. Mo at the side slowly said, "By the way, Qingzhi, I heard that you are going to cooperate with Agricultural University?"

"Yeah." Xu Qingzhi nodded. "It's not really a collaboration. It's just providing them with some seeds and vegetables for their research over a long period of time."

Zhou Zheng also joined the conversation: "Qingzhi, I remember you also planted some medicinal herbs?"

Xu Qingzhi looked at Zhou Zheng, "Well, Mr. Zhou, do you need anything?"

"I have some ideas. You also know that the current environment of traditional Chinese medicine is not very good. There are many inferior products in the traditional Chinese medicine market. It is not uncommon to use Duhuo as Gui, Platycodon instead of American ginseng, and fake Poria cocos." Zhou Zheng mentioned these with a serious face, "Even many domestic Chinese medicinal materials are monopolized by foreign countries. The good ones are sold abroad, and the bad ones are kept at home. Traditional Chinese medicine has been criticized for being ineffective in recent years. The younger generation rarely sees the true skills of old Chinese medicine practitioners. Therefore, the higher-ups also intend to train a group of people and set up a special Chinese medicine hall to pass on the true skills of traditional Chinese medicine. A special medicinal material base is needed."

After listening to this, Xu Qingzhi thought of her grandfather and second uncle.

Grandpa is an old Chinese medicine doctor, but he no longer treats patients. When he is free every year, he may just go to the mountains to pick some honeysuckle and plantain, dry them in the shade and sun, and then soak them in water to drink.

My second uncle had been practicing medicine for decades. When he reached middle age, new regulations suddenly came into effect, requiring doctors to take a certification exam. At that time, it was very difficult for him to get the certificate.

Even my second uncle who is in his forties or fifties is in such a difficult position when conducting research, not to mention those old Chinese medicine practitioners who are in their seventies or eighties. Isn't this really embarrassing?

Xu Qingzhi said slowly: "Those capable and experienced old Chinese medicine practitioners are not young anymore, so it is really difficult for them to do the examination. However, it would be great if they could gather together and pass on the knowledge to their disciples."

This is also why many people go to big hospitals for a bunch of tests, but the doctors’ prescribed medicines cannot cure the disease. Patients have no choice but to ask around to see if there is any reliable old Chinese doctor who can save them.

A good old Chinese doctor, his acupuncture can really save lives.

"This idea only came into being some time ago, but the medicinal materials are still a problem," Zhou Zheng said truthfully.

Xu Qingzhi: "Well, I can give you the medicinal herbs from my farm."

It’s not that she has a noble character or wants to make any contribution, but... she is too lazy to prepare medicinal herbs.

The hardworking little paper man took care of the medicinal materials in the space and filled the Chinese medicine cabinet that she moved in.

The two worried "little housekeepers" urged her to buy some more Chinese medicine cabinets every day. She thought that she would buy some when she came to Kyoto this time while her parents were not around.

When she was in the world of immortals, she learned alchemy. Guarding the furnace made her very tired, but because she was worried that she would die before completing the task, she did not trust others and devoted herself to learning alchemy and medical skills.

After I came back, I initially planned to plant some medicinal herbs, just in case I got sick in the future and needed medicinal herbs.

So the idea of ​​growing medicinal herbs in reality came into being, plus farming... That is to say, whenever I see a piece of vacant land, it is difficult to control myself from planting it.

Otherwise, I would feel itchy.

That feeling is like seeing eggs in a chicken coop and not picking them up.

How could I possibly bear it!

There are too many medicinal herbs planted under the orchard. If Mr. Zhou's Chinese medicine clinic needs them, she can just be a hands-off manager and let them deal with it.

When Zhou Zheng heard Qingzhi's ready agreement, he recalled the time when he first met her. He wanted some environmental samples, but he had to personally take people to the farm to help before he could fulfill his wish.

Unexpectedly, when he took the initiative to bring it up today, Qingzhi agreed immediately.

His eyes reddened, and he understood Qingzhi's intention. He raised his teacup and said, "Qingzhi, come here. Today I will thank you in advance with tea instead of wine. You don't know how much help you have provided for the future development of traditional Chinese medicine. You are such a good kid. If you can agree to it today, I will be more confident. I will communicate with the higher-ups about the traditional Chinese medicine clinic and arrange it as soon as possible."

Xu Qingzhi raised his glass, "Mr. Zhou, you are too polite."

Then Jiang Xiao also came over with a cup, "Teacher, come, let's all clink glasses together to welcome Qingzhi to Kyoto."

Everyone toasted and celebrated.

Zhou Zheng was so excited that he couldn't wait to talk to Qing Zhi more about the Chinese medicine clinic.

In fact, the idea of ​​the Chinese medicine clinic came from a time when he saw a patient who was desperate and couldn't control his condition even with medicine. As a result, he went to acupuncture, and the doctor prescribed some Chinese medicine, which controlled the condition.

Although the matter of the Chinese medicine clinic was said to be the idea of ​​the higher-ups, he was actually the one who took the lead.

People have lived to this age and don’t know how long they can live, so they always want to leave behind some good things.

As a result, Mr. Mo at the side pressed the back of his hand and stopped him, saying, "Alright, Qingzhi came to Kyoto to participate in school activities, and this day is tiring enough. I finally got to eat hot pot with so many young people. I feel younger. Let's eat happily and talk about business later."

Zhou An on the side also said: "Dad, your Chinese medicine clinic has just taken shape, don't worry, eat first."

"Okay, okay." Zhou Zheng listened to the advice very well.

Soon, the topic turned to other places.

Zhou An asked: "By the way, why didn't Yingzi come today?" (End of this chapter)