
“Why?” ask the woman.
“Yao plants herbs to make a profit, not because of charity. If the villagers knew you got the herbal formula from him for free, they would all ask Yao for herbs. How could he refuse those people?” said the woman's husband.
“I think most of the villagers will pay for it. Anyway the watch is not expensive,” said the woman.
“Yao did not plant enough plants for everyone in the village,” her husband said.
“You're right. I have seen Yao's herbal field. Herbal medicine in the fields is not much,” said the woman.
“Save it for yourself. We have to pay her for the herbal medicine recipe in the future,” her husband said.
“Once,” said the woman.
…
This morning was not very bright.
Wang Yao woke up early to start his routine—work in herbs and practice breathing. He planned to go to the city today to ask about the issues related to the Chinese Medicine registration. Online information may not be accurate and the registration criteria may differ in each province.
I seem to have been too relaxed lately. Wang Yao looked at his green herb fields and ever-growing trees.
Common herbs grow much faster than licorice root. They are like weeds and plants. One grew crazily, while the other grew slowly but steadily. This was not the result Wang Yao wanted; he wanted the licorice root to grow as fast as an ordinary plant, but he had yet to find a way to achieve it. He could not get rid of all the common herbs he still needed to make the formula, generate profits and protect the licorice root as a shield. Most people could not recognize licorice root, but experts like He Qisheng could. It is important to hide licorice root from people who intend to destroy it.
His trip to Lianshan was not as smooth as he had hoped.
He went to the medical board to ask what it would take to register as a Chinese Medical Practitioner, but did not get the answer he wanted. The medical board staff members were impatient and arrogant. Perhaps due to approaching the Lunar New Year, the staff could not focus on their work. Wang Yao could not even find anyone in the department at 10am. When he asked where everyone was, he was told that the related personnel were all in a meeting.
“Asking questions is not easy either. It will be more difficult if I start the registration process!” sigh Wang Yao.
Wang Yao had to call Wang Mingbao to ask if he knew someone who worked for the medical board. Wang Mingbao immediately came to see Wang Yao and he also brought a friend with him. The friend works for the medical board. He explained the registration process in detail to Wang Yao, as well as giving Wang Yao a table with all the registration requirements on it. The information was similar to what Wang Yao had obtained online.
The influence of friends in the right places can make a man's life much easier, Wang Yao thought.
After Wang Yao got all the information he needed, it was already noon. Wang Yao invited Wang Mingbao and his friend to lunch. He asked Wang Mingbao's friend a few more things at lunch.
“Does anyone meet the criteria of being my teacher?” asked Wang Yao. This was what Wang Yao was most worried about.
“I'm not sure, but I guess it won't be much,” said Yuan, Wang Mingbao's friend. “The criteria are very strict, and it is even more difficult to find a qualified Chinese Medical Practitioner.”
In fact, in a small area like Lianshan, there were only a few very experienced and well-known physicians. People who work in the medical system all know about them, and those doctors tend not to stay long in Lianshan. They will not eventually move to larger hospitals in larger cities.
Yuan left after lunch. Wang Mingbao invited Wang Yao to visit his shop. Wang Mingbao made a cup of tea for Wang Yao after they arrived at his shop.
“Why do you suddenly want to become a registered Chinese Medical Practitioner? It's not easy to get a certificate, and it's even harder for you because you don't have a medical background!” w.a.n.g Mingbao said as he poured boiled water into the cup. He had asked Yuan about the registration requirements and was told that it would be a long and difficult road, especially for people with no medical background.
“I have to get that certificate,” said Wang Yao.
“I might be able to help if you can get a certificate in the district, but I don't know anyone influential in the province. Do you know someone who can help you in this province?” ask Wang Mingbao.
In province? Yep!
Wang Yao's eyes twinkled as he suddenly thought of someone—Guo Sirou!
Guo Sirou was indebted to Wang Yao after Wang Yao saved her brother. He promised Wang Yao to help him whenever he wanted as long as it was within his reach. Guo Sirou seems to be someone with a high social status and lives in the Qi Province.
Maybe I should call her, Wang Yao thought.
“I will also ask my father if he can help,” Wang Mingbao said as Wang Yao thought of Guo Sirou.
“Please don't say that to your father for now. Let me see what I can do first. I'll let you know if I need his help, ” Wang Yao said.
“Don't worry about that. Your business is my business, ” said Wang Mingbao.
Wang Yao stayed for a while and left the shop when he saw Wang Mingbao's client coming over. Wang Yao went straight home. Wang Yao immediately called Guo Sirou after he arrived home and explained the situation to him. Guo Sirou just said three words, “no problem.”
He sounded relaxed and confident on the phone. It seemed that Wang Yao's request meant nothing to him. Wang Yao also asked how his grandfather was doing. He said his grandfather's condition was better than expected, and he wanted to thank Wang Yao for saving his grandfather. They chatted for a moment before Wang Yao hung up the phone.
Will it be that easy? Wang Yao wondered after he hung up the phone. He returned to his cottage after he called Guo Sirou.
Woof! The feed! The feed! San Xian suddenly started barking.
What was? Wang Yao rushed out of the hut and saw San Xian staring at the body of a wild rabbit full of blood.
“Wah! You can hunt rabbits now!” laughing Wang Yao.
Woof! The feed! The feed! San Xian raised his head and barked towards the large tree nearby.
Wang Yao looked up and looked at the eagle on the tree. He could see the blood in his claws and fur. Clearly, the eagle just went hunting and took the rabbit to share with San Xian.
“Da Xia gave it to you?” asked Wang Yao.
Da Xia was what Wang Yao named the eagle. A dominating animal such as an eagle must have a dominating name.
Screeched! The eagle let out a loud voice to show that he had received the name.