Jiang Ning couldn't understand why she had become the thorn in the eyes of so many people when she just bought a house.

However, she had to stop at the right time, so she finally let it go. "Since it was a misunderstanding, I will let it go this time, but I won't be so easy to talk to next time."

After that, she stepped on the accelerator and the Hummer sped away.

Young Master Rong was almost blown up by the exhaust gas.

His last super off-road vehicle just became a pile of scrap metal!

What the hell!

Leaving the community, Jiang Ning asked in confusion, "What do you think Young Master Rong wants to do?"

Huo Yishen couldn't understand the thinking of the rich second generation, and it took a while before he spoke, "He spoke for you last time without caring about his companions' face, and this time he deliberately drove his car into you, probably looking for a reason to get close to you."

Jiang Ning couldn't figure it out either, who knows what the rich second generation's brain is made of.

"Do you think he knows something, so he deliberately approached you?"

She was referring to the three cars, or the secrets of space.

Perhaps, he traced the matter of Aoyuan through Yang Jie, or even pushed it back.

The Rong family relied on their amazing wealth to live a glamorous life in the last three years of the apocalypse, and even let Fengcheng Municipal Government invite them back to engage in economic development. They are not simple-minded people.

Moreover, when they met again, how could Jiang Ning not see that Young Master Rong had changed.

Huo Yishen looked serious, "No matter what he wants to do, we must always be vigilant."

The newly built school has not yet enrolled students. After communication with the superiors, it was temporarily lent to the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine for use in recruitment and herbal medicine planting and processing.

When Jiang Ning drove in, many people had gathered for interviews and inquiries.

Many survivors of the bottom layer have no medicine, and they think it is a good idea to learn some medical skills or get some herbal medicine seeds.

Unfortunately, not only do they require basic knowledge, but they only provide one working meal and no salary.

Isn't this using love to generate electricity? They can't even fill their stomachs.

After learning about the situation, many people left in frustration.

The people at the Chinese Medicine Research Institute were also depressed. Without funds, everything would be difficult to start. They also wanted to recruit people and pay them wages, but the weather was bad during the day, and it would take a lot of effort to cultivate herbs.

All the funds were spent on indoor constant temperature cultivation alone. They were also generating electricity in order to pass on thousands of years of civilization.

"Teacher Ma, will we return empty-handed this time?"

A student said depressedly, "The herbs we brought back last time were treated like treasures, but half of them died, and the rest didn't grow well."

Ma Guangnian felt heavy in his heart, but still comforted him, "Take your time, it will be fine."

The Hummer was too conspicuous, and it attracted everyone's attention as soon as he entered the school gate.

Ma Guangnian just felt that the car seemed familiar, and saw Huo Yishen and Jiang Ning getting out of the car. He was immediately overjoyed, "Comrade Huo, Comrade Jiang, why are you here?"

"We happen to live nearby and are very interested in herbal medicine planting, so we came to take a look." They

had talked about this last time they picked herbs. Jiang Ning was a student at the medical school, and Ma Guangnian was very impressed with her. "Are you here to apply for a job?"

It is impossible for Jiang Ning to sit in the office and squat to plant herbs every day. The main reason she came today was to build connections so that she would have a reason to associate with Ma Guangnian in the future. "Teacher Ma, it's actually like this. We want to make a living in the herbal medicine field, but we are not very good at planting, so we want to come and learn some experience from you."

Make a living by planting and selling herbs?

Ma Guangnian immediately became interested. "How are the medicinal seedlings you collected last time?"

Jiang Ning said modestly, "Not bad, 70% to 80% of them have survived."

The staff were shocked. Even with their careful care, only half of them survived. How did they do it?

Faced with doubts, Jiang Ning did not hide it. "We built a glass shed. The temperature change indoors is not that big. If it's too cold, we just light a charcoal fire."

It can be seen that those who can drive a Hummer in the end times have good conditions at home.

Unlike them, they are obviously a traditional Chinese medicine research institute, but it is as difficult as climbing to the sky to build a glass shed.

It's not that the relevant departments don't support it, but glass is really precious after the earthquake. Even if there is any, it will be planted with food first to ensure food for the survivors first.

The research institute already has a glass shed, and it is impossible to get approval to build a new one.

A glass shed can't grow many herbs, let alone large-scale production.

Jiang Ning's words gave Ma Guangnian a new inspiration. Just because the research institute can't afford to build one doesn't mean that others can't.

Three years after the end of the world, anyone who still holds the medicine in his hand undoubtedly controls the lives of others.

No matter how expensive it is, there are people willing to buy it. If the government can't cultivate it on a large scale, why not encourage private cultivation?

Whether it is inheritance or benefiting the people, it will be of great benefit to society.

Especially when he learned that Jiang Ning had a glass shed of more than 100 square meters, Ma Guangnian's heart was moved.

One didn't want to work, and the other didn't have a glass shed. It was simply a match made in heaven.

Ma Guangnian extended an olive branch, "We can teach you scientific planting, the basics of Chinese medicine, acupuncture, acupoint massage, and related medicine, but you need to give us 20% of the medicinal materials you grow.

If you need us to provide medicinal seedlings, you need to give us an additional 10%. What do you think?"

Jiang Ning pretended to discuss with Huo Yishen, and after thinking for a while, he agreed, "Okay, we will find a way to get the medicinal seedlings ourselves."

The two parties hit it off and signed the contract on the spot.

Ma Guangnian planned the varieties to be planted for the two of them. "The weather changes unpredictably throughout the four seasons of the day. It is most likely to catch a cold, which can cause a mild fever or a serious lung infection. This type of medicine is the most in short supply now."

He wrote down nearly 30 kinds of herbs, all of which can be used together to treat diseases. "You can find the seedlings according to the list. If you have any problems in the cultivation process, you can come to the station to find staff at any time."

There was no problem in the discussion. He wrote down the best planting method and growth environment for each kind of medicine, and tested the medical skills of the three people.

The brother and sister almost didn't understand, but Jiang Ning had a basic foundation and had studied on his own for several years. He helped the two of them learn the basics of the entry level first.

This is a good idea. Jiang Ning's medical book is still there.

Speaking of the Rong family, the third young master Rong returned to the villa with a dark face, and the housekeeper quickly asked someone to invite a private doctor.

Throwing off his slippers, Rong Sanshao sat on the sofa angrily, "You won't die, no need to treat me."

Don't try to hide what happened in the community from Grandpa Rong, he will come back from outside soon.

Seeing that his son had a bump on his forehead, he suppressed his temper and asked, "What happened?"

"I hit the car in Building 50 with my car."

"What do you want to do?" If it wasn't his own son, Grandpa Rong would have hit him with a cup.

Before he found out the bottom line of Building 50, he spoke for the people in Building 50 and offended most of the people in the community. Those people didn't dare to express their opinions openly just for the sake of the Rong family.

That's fine, a bunch of second- and third-generations who only know how to eat, drink and have fun, relying on their ancestors to live a glamorous life, and don't know the cruelty outside. Hanging out with them will only lower your IQ.

He agrees with his son on this point.

But what's the matter with him hitting the car in Building 50?

"Are you mentally ill? He dared to hurt the bodyguard, which shows that he is not afraid of death. Now he has even taken out explosive packs and grenades. Why don't you dare to fight back when you are so stubborn?"