Hearing Zhang Wenyuan say this, Wang Tianxiao smiled.
"Haha, no need for that. You know I don't drink much. Others see alcohol as the essence of grain, and it smells delicious, but to me, it's just bitter and spicy. I'm not interested in alcohol unless absolutely necessary."
"Then you can take it back to support your elderly father."
Wang Tianxiao was taken aback, then gave a wry smile.
Zhang Wenyuan suddenly realized his mistake and felt that he had been too busy today. He had lost his mind and said something so rude.
"It's alright, I'll help you. Mr. Zhang, is there anything else?" Wang Tianxiao changed the subject.
“Then I won’t stand on ceremony with you. I just want to divide these wines like this… Yes, and cigarettes too. Look at the size of this gift box, isn’t it well-designed? It fits two bottles of wine and a carton of cigarettes perfectly…” Zhang Wenyuan wisely refrained from further explanation.
The two squatted on the ground, busy back and forth. After they had finished dividing everything, they were both so tired that they could hardly stand up straight.
They slumped back in their chairs, looked at each other, and laughed.
"Mr. Zhang, why do you still have to do this kind of thing yourself? As a big boss, why don't you hire a few people to be in charge?" Wang Tianxiao asked, somewhat puzzled.
“It’s best to go through some things yourself,” Zhang Wenyuan said with a wry smile. “These things are prepared for some people within the system. You know, these are the people who value these things the most. If you make a mistake, they can hold a grudge against you for half a year. If you want to make up for the relationship, it will take a lot more effort.”
"So that's how it is."
“We business people must be able to distinguish between what is important and what is not. Take business partners, for example. If they are no longer with us, then so be it. There will always be another one. But if you do business here and you touch the sore spot of some big shots, then no matter what you do, they will make trouble for you.”
"That's not necessarily true, after all, you are..."
“You mean my father?” Zhang Wenyuan smiled. “That kind of relationship is actually the hardest to use. I can only let others know who I am, but I can’t really use that relationship. And let me tell you this, my father is the most opposed to me using relationships. Right now, he’s already a bit dissatisfied. He thinks I’m using nepotism to gain benefits, so how can he be willing to help me solve problems?”
"So there was this connection."
"That's right, just like you, Lao Wang, you think I don't know about your brother..."
"Haha, Mr. Zhang, let's not talk about these things anymore." Wang Tianxiao interrupted Zhang Wenyuan and changed the subject. "You said last time that the demand for deer blood is very strong, but I can't increase the supply for the time being. My deer are still young. I expect to increase the supply a bit by the middle of this year."
"Oh, I see. That means you'll lose some money. If you can increase production, you could easily earn an extra ten or twenty thousand yuan a month, if not more. Don't be fooled by people outside who only earn a few dozen yuan a month; they haven't seen truly wealthy people. There are plenty of wealthy people out there."
Wang Tianxiao nodded; he naturally understood the situation.
He wasn't so naive as to think that just because it was rare to find people with ten thousand yuan in the countryside, everyone in the world was poor.
He fully understands that the gap between the rich and the poor has always been huge in any era.
Understanding and believing are precisely the foundation for becoming wealthy or even increasing one's wealth.
If you don't even dare to think about it, then naturally you can't do it.
"Take it slow. There's always money to be made. I'll make what I can. I'm not like Mr. Zhang, a businessman. I'm just an ordinary person. I'm already very satisfied with the amount of money I've earned."
"Haha, Lao Wang, you always think about things so openly. Sometimes I envy that carefree attitude. Unlike me, I'm always worrying and have endless things to worry about."
“Mr. Zhang has a grand vision and is destined for great things, so he is naturally not like someone like me who has no ambition.” Wang Tianxiao smiled. “Besides, it doesn’t really matter what anyone does. We live our whole lives, and there’s no such thing as what is right or wrong. It’s just about finding something that makes us feel at peace and makes our lives more meaningful.”
"That makes sense, that's the idea."
Zhang Wenyuan paused slightly, then sighed again, "It's true, I'm always tired, but if I were just allowed to relax, I definitely wouldn't feel right. I'm just destined to be a workaholic."
"Ha ha."
The two chatted for a while longer when Zhang Wenyuan suddenly remembered something.
"Old Wang, have you ever heard of Astragalus membranaceus?"
"Mr. Zhang is referring to the Chinese herb Astragalus?"
"Yes, yes, it's a kind of traditional Chinese medicine."
"Of course I've heard of it. There are wild astragalus plants on the Ziwu Ridge mountains."
Wang Tianxiao is quite knowledgeable about Astragalus membranaceus.
This is a medicinal herb that is not particularly rare, but wild-grown mature varieties are quite precious.
Astragalus in traditional Chinese medicine is mainly used to replenish deficiencies and is often used for those who have been weak for a long time, have a weak voice, and a weak pulse.
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Some people are prone to catching colds when the weather changes. In traditional Chinese medicine, this is called "weak exterior defense." Astragalus can be used to strengthen the exterior defense. Regular consumption of astragalus can help prevent frequent colds.
There are many ways to consume astragalus: it can be used as medicine, decocted into soup, cooked in dishes, or soaked in alcohol, etc.
"That's good," Zhang Wenyuan moved closer to Wang Tianxiao. "Old Wang, could you get us a few kilograms of wild astragalus?"
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