Zheng Ya presented the leadership with century-old ginseng, century-old he shou wu, century-old ling zhi, and other rare medicinal herbs. After the leaders politely accepted them, they said, "Young Zheng, is there anything we can help you with?"
Zheng Ya took it seriously, even though it was just a polite remark: "There really is something I can help with..."
"Ahem, my good disciple, the feast is about to begin?" Old Master Sun covered for him; didn't he realize that the leader was just being polite?
Zheng Ya, a member of the leadership, frowned in response.
If you give gifts first and then ask for favors, isn't that bribing your superiors and making a mistake?
My favorability rating plummeted to rock bottom.
Zheng Ya responded with a smile, but didn't say anything, only giving his wife Xu Qi a wink.
Xu Qi, understanding the situation perfectly, stood up to smooth things over: "Distinguished leaders, Master and Mistress, please don't be angry."
Actually, we need your help in finding someone.
We're having difficulty finding the right person, and we wouldn't dare trouble you leaders to help us find someone.
"Oh, who are you looking for?" The leader became interested, and his dissatisfaction vanished.
The other leaders all beamed with smiles. Finding someone and making a phone call to the relevant department was a simple matter.
Xu Qi then revealed Bao'er's background to the public, adding at the end: "Before Bao'er's mother died, she said that Bao'er's father went to Korea to fight against the United States and aid Korea."
At that time, the company commander was named Qi Heng.
We've been recruiting for several years but haven't been able to find Qi Heng. We can only trouble you leaders to call the military and ask around.
After all, although we love Bao'er and want to raise her to adulthood, Bao'er has the right to know her biological parents.
Bao'er's relatives also have the right to reunite with her.
We cannot selfishly keep Bao'er. We hope the leaders will not misunderstand and will help us find Bao'er's father. Thank you!
"Qi Heng, I feel like I've heard that name somewhere before?" Commander Lei suddenly interjected, but he couldn't quite place it.
The leaders readily agreed to the task, and Master Liu arranged for people to set up the banquet.
The state banquet featured a Manchu-Han Imperial Feast, with 108 dishes served one after another.
Zheng Ya opened another box made of golden nanmu wood and took out five jars of century-old fine wine to entertain the guests, ensuring that everyone present drank to their heart's content.
As for the food, you can enjoy all 108 dishes of the Manchu Han Imperial Feast. Just take a bite of each dish and you'll be full.
One meal is all the delicious food I've ever tasted in my life.
By the end of the meal, they all exuded an air of ultimate satisfaction.
After the meal, the leaders left one after another.
We're all very busy people, it's not easy for us to get together for a meal.
After seeing off the distinguished guests, Old Master Sun pulled Zheng Ya aside and said, "You, you never even tell your master beforehand when something happens?"
We almost ruined our relationship!
"Luckily, you're a pragmatic person. In the future, if you need anything, you'll talk to your master first."
"I understand, Master. I was just worried about making you worry."
Besides, if I give this gift and don't expect the leaders to do something in return, it will make it seem like I'm scheming to get them to repay the favor.
"Actually, my purpose is to use the seeds I've cultivated to benefit the people, follow my master to cultivate my mind and virtue, and do some small things that I should do to save people." Zheng Ya told a white lie.
Saving lives is not wrong, but scheming and cultivating virtue are what truly matter.
Once a network of contacts is established, the seeds can spread rapidly throughout the country.
Old Sun said with satisfaction, "Hmm, alright, as long as you know what you're doing."
The master leads you through the door, but the practice depends on yourself.
Traditional Chinese medicine places great emphasis on moral character; remember that.
"Master, rest assured, this is absolutely necessary!"
"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Old Lei's heart meridian is damaged, and he still needs Dragon Tiger Bone Setting Soup. What do you plan to do?"
"Well, let's skip the money and just have him handle this whole series of cases for me?" Zheng Ya felt that the longer the cases dragged on, the more troublesome they would become.
Over time, this will involve more problems.
Now that ninjas have been involved, will vampires be involved next?
The key issue is that if the case remains unsolved, the number of people harmed will continue to grow.
Old Sun didn't want to get involved in solving the case, so he said tactlessly, "Remember this, practicing medicine and saving lives is our job."
Let the police handle the case.
If the police can't handle it, isn't there the military?
Your current task is to cultivate superior seeds and, in conjunction with traditional Chinese medicine, cultivate healthy crop seeds for the Chinese people.
This is more important than anything else, understand?
"Yes, I understand, Master. We should go back now." Zheng Ya was also eager to develop the planting base.
What are the effects of incorporating pharmacogen genes into crop seeds?
This is a new topic.
Perhaps we can hybridize a new batch of seeds, then formulate them into medicinal diets with better therapeutic effects, promoting the development of human supernatural abilities.
Thinking of something, Old Sun reminded him, "The old hunter's situation is rather complicated, so handle it carefully."
If possible, persuade him to hand over the secret manual of Lu Ban's legacy.
“Well, the Lu Ban Inheritance Manual is, after all, the old hunter’s possession. He should hand it over himself. We have no right to overstep our bounds.” Zheng Ya didn’t want to hold onto this hot potato of the Lu Ban Inheritance Manual.
In fact, before arriving, Zheng Ya had used gold bars and other materials to forge a gold foil document containing the same information as the gold foil document containing the secrets of Lu Ban's legacy.
Give one copy and keep one copy, just to be absolutely sure.
Zheng Ya has imprinted this thing on his soul and memory; he can't forget it.
Keeping one copy is just a backup plan, as a precaution.
Anyway, this kind of thing is just something he does casually; at most, it just adds a bit more gold leaf to his ability space.
Gold leaf doesn't take up much space.
Keep a copy with you; maybe one day you'll meet someone suitable to study Lu Ban's legacy and directly help Lu Ban pass on his unique skills. Wouldn't that be great?
This can be considered as Zheng Ya benefiting from Lu Ban's legacy, and he is simply repaying the karmic debt by doing his part.
After hearing this, Old Sun laughed and said, "Haha, good, it's good that you think that way."
I'm leaving. You're going to accompany the old hunter, aren't you?
Remember to come back to pick up the medical books after you've finished reading them?
"Understood, Master. Take care, Master and Mistress!" After seeing his master and Mistress off, Zheng Ya met up with the old hunter and took a carriage home.
On the way, the old hunter, sitting in the back of the jeep, sighed, "Young Zheng, if I hadn't met you, I would have become a sinner!"
"Haha, it's fate that we met. It's destiny to protect the secrets of Lu Ban's legacy. Don't take it to heart." Zheng Ya chatted with him while thinking about having the old hunter help with the renovations.
It's not like Zhou Bapi uses anyone he catches.
It's people like the old hunter who can't stay idle unless you give them something to do!
Doing things gives you a sense of belonging.
Elderly people, in particular, feel guilty if they don't feel a sense of belonging and feel like they're being taken advantage of.
Of course, people like Jia Zhangshi, who are greedy and insatiable, and Long Laotai, who are gluttonous and scheming, are not the kind of people Zheng Ya cares about and cherishes. No, beasts are not worthy of sympathy.
The old hunter felt deeply indebted to him, for his help and the saving of his life, and didn't know how to repay him: "Little Zheng, actually we were one family eight hundred years ago..."
"Wow, that's great! It must be fate!" Zheng Ya never expected the old hunter to share the same surname, which somehow created a sense of closeness...
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