Lu Chuanbei had just put down the pen he had used to write the IOU when Xiao Gao couldn't wait to step forward and collect the things.
Seeing his impatient look, Lu Chuanbei couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Gao, you don't have any other conspiracy, do you?"
"What kind of conspiracy is this?" Xiao Gao said with a grin, holding the IOU. "Our show has always been aboveboard."
Lu Chuanbei was silent for a moment: "...Do you think what you said is credible?"
"It's not believable, it's not believable." Song Tiantian raised her little head and agreed seriously.
Xiao Gao looked at Tiantian's serious eyes and hurriedly put away the IOU in his hand.
Otherwise, if he continued to wait, he was afraid that his conscience would condemn him and he would return the IOU, and all his efforts would be wasted.
"Ahem, that's not the case. At least the address we chose for you all this time is really good."
"The address might be good, but asking the guests to pay for a change is a bit excessive."
"It's not too much. Changing your address means I have to buy you plane tickets. 2,500 per person round trip isn't too expensive, right?"
"Wait, what the hell is 2500 yuan for a round trip?" Lu Chuanbei quickly interrupted him and said, "Do we have to pay for our own plane tickets just to record a show?"
"It's not that our production team is poor."
"Don't you feel guilty when you say this?" As he said this, Lu Chuanbei glanced meaningfully at the items sponsored by the sponsors.
Xiao Gao followed Lu Chuanbei's gaze and turned his head away feeling a little guilty: "Conscience or something, the pain will eventually fade away."
"Very good, you can definitely take over Village Chief Zhang's job in the future."
"Really? I thought so too." Xiao Gao's expectant words made the fans in the live broadcast room laugh.
[Very good, someone has set their sights on Village Chief Zhang's position!]
[He's a good guy, and his dreams are great, but his eyesight is a little lame. Why did he set his sights on a guy like Zhang Jianjian?]
No matter what, Xiao Gao finally took the IOU written by Lu Chuanbei and left the grape courtyard and walked towards the bamboo courtyard.
As Xiao Gao left, Lu Chuanbei started to think something was wrong. "That's not right. He just mentioned a round-trip ticket for one person. So there are four groups of guests, eight in total..."
When Lu Chuanbei thought of this possibility, he felt uneasy: "They won't charge 5,000 yuan for each group of guests, right?"
That’s right, the facts are just as Lu Chuanbei thought.
Before Fang Xiuzhu had time to rejoice, when Xiang Nan chose the cheapest address, he was blocked by staff members who came to his house one after another with IOUs to collect debts.
"What did you say? Xiao Lu and the others all chose the island village." Fang Xiuzhu looked at the IOUs in their hands and was completely stunned.
"Yes, this is the IOU written by Brother Lu and the others. One group is 5,000, totaling 15,000. Add the 2,000 you selected, Brother Fang, and the total is 17,000."
"Uh..." Fang Xiuzhu was speechless at this moment.
Xiangfangnan was quite calm and asked the staff, "So, for the money we paid, are we also going to the same place as Tiantian and the others?"
Xiao Gao smiled and nodded: "That's right, although the address you chose this time is not the same place as Tiantian and the others, according to the principle of majority rule, everyone will go to the same place."
Xiangfangnan finally relaxed: "That's good."
"So, I should thank you for letting us go with you just for us paying two thousand yuan?" Fang Xiuzhu had probably never been so speechless in his life.
"No need to thank me, I just want to ask Brother Fang to settle the bill for us."
[Hahahaha... I can see that Brother Fang really doesn't want to pay.]
[Nonsense, how can the production team cheat? No one wants to pay! ]
[The money Tiantian had worked so hard to earn was wasted by the production team.]
[The production team is really good at making money.]
Just like that, on the last day in Beiyang Village, Lu Chuanbei and his friends had lost a lot of money that they had just earned.
The old village chief stood at the entrance of the village, watching the program crew's car carrying the guests leave. He then glanced at the bustling scene in the village, and his eyes began to well up: "Thank you, thank you for coming to our village..."
After returning home, before Lu Chuanbei had time to rest for a while, he was drafted by Song Jiaqi to go and investigate several pharmaceutical factories and several factory construction sites listed in the information.
Only Song Tiantian, as soon as she returned home, was happily fed by her grandmother Song, who called her "Tianbao" and said she had lost weight again.
Unfortunately, happy days are always short.
Especially Tiantian, she handed the wooden stick guide made by Xiangnan to Grandpa Song.
Moreover, Grandpa Song used this guide device to make the Jingyuan Detoxification Pills by himself. Then, his sweet, happy and short life at home was instantly surrounded by busy studies.
Under Grandpa Song's special instructions, Song Tiantian has been learning the skills of making a guide device from the system instructor these days.
Of course, Grandpa Song didn't want Song Tiantian to draw the guide map, but every time Song Tiantian drew a guide map, the style and content made Grandpa Song unable to resist some doubts. He wondered whether the pattern on the guide device was the same as the one drawn by Tiantian.
In the end, Grandpa Song, who really couldn't understand the guide map, chose to let Tiantian make a guide device directly.
He looked at the small wooden stick that had been cracked and damaged after being used three times, and went to find a bunch of peach wood branches for Tiantian.
This is one of the materials that the system has identified as being able to carry mental power. It is also the most convenient material to obtain and the least painful to replace.
otherwise……
Grandpa Song looked at the peach wood branch that Song Tiantian had broken, and decided to use the broken peach wood branch she had broken to smoke meat in the evening!
Song Tiantian, who didn't know that the peach wood branch she had broken had been clearly arranged, continued to clumsily carve the wooden stick in the air-conditioned room, wearing a pair of heart-shaped cotton gloves made by Grandma Song.
Fortunately, after getting used to the inconvenience of carving with gloves, Song Tiantian's success rate increased suddenly.
Look, when Song Jiaqi and Lu Chuanbei came back the next day, Grandpa Song was already able to use the peach wood guide device to make pot after pot of Jingyuan Detoxification Pills in the pharmacy.
Although each mahogany guide device can only be used ten times, this method is undoubtedly much more convenient than not being able to sense mental power to make medicine.
Song Jiaqi looked at the pile of peach wood branches in the yard, then glanced at Grandpa Song who came out of the alchemy room with a peach wood stick with some patterns carved on it. She couldn't help but look at Grandpa Song and Song Tiantian with a smile on her face. "Great, can anyone explain to me what's going on?"
Grandpa Song subconsciously put the peach wood stick behind him: "This..."
“It’s a bit of a long story.”
"Then let me make it short!"
Hearing this, the grandfather and grandson couldn't help but shudder.
Lu Chuanbei gave them a sympathetic look, but was then caught by Song Jiaqi again: "And you, don't think I didn't watch the live broadcast. What's going on with the pattern on this wooden stick?"
"Didn't Tiantian just carve this casually?" Lu Chuanbei still didn't understand the purpose of the wooden stick carving.
Of course, this is also related to the fact that Song Tiantian never had the chance to tell him.
Song Tiantian glanced at Lu Chuanbei, who looked innocent. "Um, Dad, didn't you say that we can't mention anything related to the system when we're recording the show?"
"What? This thing is related to the system?" Lu Chuanbei was no longer calm.
"You didn't know this all along, did you?" Song Jiaqi looked at him in disbelief.
Really innocent Lu Chuanbei: ...
The system suddenly felt a chill when it saw this scene.
Then Song Jiaqi came to the study, closed the door, and looked directly at Song Tiantian: "Come out, I know you are here!"
The system shuddered, then rolled out and connected to the elf: "Hello, Ms. Song, you are still as energetic and beautiful as ever today."
"Really?" Song Jiaqi was unmoved. "Then do you have anything to explain to me?"
"Explain?" The system was puzzled and didn't want to understand.
Unfortunately, Song Jiaqi didn't give it this chance at all.
With a snap, she directly knocked the peach wood stick from Grandpa Song's hand and placed it on the desk: "There's no way Tiantian learned this by herself, right?"
If the system had a human form right now, it would probably be trembling in fear: "Uh..."
The system paused for an inexplicable moment: "This is one of the things Tiantian learned in the system."
"One of them?" Song Jiaqi looked at the system with some amusement: "It seems that my Tiantian has learned a lot from you."
"It's okay, it's all thanks to the good teaching of the system instructor." The system said proudly.
"System instructor, right?"
"Yes, our system will assign a series of study plans to the host based on her learning ability. Each study plan will be provided by a simulated system tutor stored in the system, providing exclusive one-on-one instruction. These tutors are..."
As the system kept talking, Song Jiaqi and others realized that the system stored teaching materials left by various powerful people in the interstellar space for tens of thousands of years.
The tutors simulated by the system for Song Tiantian were all drawn based on the images left by those powerful people, along with the learning content.
While Song Jiaqi was about to empty the system, Yang Haidong and the representatives sent from above were heading to the Song Family Pharmacy to discuss the Jingyuan Detoxification Pills.
Song Jiaqi, who didn't know this yet, knew that the turning point for their pharmacy to expand production had come after she figured out the relationship between the guide map and the production of the guide device.
After finding out that the production of the guide device did not require much mental strength, Song Jiaqi immediately wanted to try it himself.
But when she saw the guide map that Song Tiantian handed over, Song Jiaqi immediately gave up: "Tianbao, what are you giving me?"
"Guide map." Song Tiantian looked at Song Jiaqi with a strange expression: "Didn't you ask for the guide map of the peach wood guide device?"
"But this..." Song Jiaqi looked at the ghost painting diagram in her hand, and then looked at the mysterious patterns on the peach wood branches. They seemed to have nothing to do with each other at all. She couldn't help but be speechless.
Grandpa Song looked at his daughter with a gloating look on his face: "Do you know why I didn't do it myself at the beginning?"
Song Jiaqi: ...
"Forget it. I can still do it after I study it."
Of course, Song Jiaqi also wanted to use the imaging system and directly ask for the guide map.
Unfortunately, once the system is bound to the host, it must strictly abide by the system confidentiality regulations and the content stored in the system cannot be disclosed to anyone other than the host.
So, even though the communication between the system and Song Jiaqi seemed to be quite smooth, most of that was basic interstellar common sense, and the system did not mention the relevant knowledge stored in the system at all.
It is precisely because of this that the existing prescriptions of the Song family are all those made by Tiantian, instead of directly asking the system for a few more prescriptions to develop new medicines.
When Song Jiaqi, like Grandpa Song, was enthusiastically holding the peach wood guide device and killing everyone in the medicine boiling room, the doorbell of the Song family rang.
She usually entered and exited through the side door connected to the Song Family Pharmacy, or directly from the backyard. Grandma Song, who hadn't opened the door in a long time, looked towards it in surprise: "Hey, how long has it been since the doorbell rang?"
"Who is it?" Lu Chuanbei came out of the study and looked outside.
"I don't know. I'll go open the door first. Ask your father and Jiaqi to come out first. Don't let these two guys stay in the medicine room and smell of medicine when guests come." Grandma Song said as she walked forward to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, Yang Donghai, Yin Xuefeng, a medical researcher from the State Food and Drug Administration, and their old acquaintance, Director Zhou from the First People's Hospital, stood together in front of the Song family's door.
Grandma Song had met Yang Donghai and Dean Zhou last time, so when she saw them, she immediately welcomed them in: "Director Yang, Dean Zhou, why are you here? Please come in."
"Okay, thank you. Is Mr. Song here?" Yang Donghai went straight to the point as soon as he entered the room.
"Yes, yes. I just asked Xiao Lu to go to the medicine room to call them. He will be out soon."
"By the way, don't stand, sit down."
"Would you like something to drink?"
"No, no," Dean Zhou said quickly, "We just came to talk to Grandpa Song about something. We'll be leaving soon."
"We'll be leaving soon, and we can't let guests sit here doing nothing." Grandma Song said enthusiastically, "How about I get you some tea? My fellow villagers sent us some new tea from home a few days ago. How about you try it?"
"Okay, thank you for your help then."
"What trouble? Please sit down for a while and I'll pour you some tea."
As soon as Grandma Song left, Grandpa Song and Song Jiaqi came to the living room. When they saw the people sitting on the sofa, the father and daughter couldn't help but look at each other, and they both felt like the last shoe had finally dropped...
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