TCM in New York

Chapter 36 A Very Fat Sheep
After breakfast, Ding Changsheng drove Jin Shuzhen to school, and then returned to Changshengtang to open for business.

Not long after opening the store, Fourth Master Long sent someone to bring over the medicinal materials he ordered yesterday.

After Ding Changsheng counted, he wrote a check and asked the other party to take the money back.

After sending away Fourth Master Long's buddy, Ding Changsheng classified the herbs he had just delivered.

Then take out a little of each medicinal material, chew it in your mouth, and then spit it out.

"Mr. Ding, what are you doing?" Pan Jianguo walked in and asked curiously when he saw Ding Changsheng eating medicinal herbs.

"I'm here to understand the medicinal properties of medicinal materials. Each medicinal material and medicinal effect, the environment in which it grows, the number of years of growth is different, and the medicinal properties and medicinal effects are also different.

In order to ensure that the prescriptions I prescribe are effective and achieve better results with less medicine, I need to understand the medicinal properties of each medicinal material. Ding Changsheng explained with a smile.

Many Chinese medicine practitioners complained about Qu, saying that it was not that I was not good at medicine, nor was the prescription handed down from my ancestors not easy to use, but that the current medicine is not as good as the old medicine, and the current Chinese medicine is not as good as the old Chinese medicine.

Ding Changsheng didn't take it seriously. What's the difference between those who say this and those nerds who are obsessed with studying?
In other words, the person who said this did not have enough research on the properties and pharmacology of medicine.

Otherwise, there would be no such emotion at all, the properties of the medicine are not good, and the compatibility can be readjusted according to the properties of the medicine.

The prescriptions created by the ancestors are also based on a full understanding of the properties of the medicines before creating classic prescriptions for curing diseases.

The descendants of my generation cannot create classic prescriptions for treating diseases by themselves. On the basis of classic prescriptions, it is still impossible to adjust the prescriptions according to the properties of the medicine.

The decline of Chinese medicine can only be blamed on future generations for not living up to expectations.

"Excellent, you are almost catching up with Shennong to taste all kinds of herbs, no wonder the medicine you prescribed is more effective than others." Pan Jianguo praised.

Ding Changsheng didn't want to continue this topic, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Pan, why are you free to come to my place today?"

"I don't have anything to do all day long, I'm passing by here, and I'll come in to see you.

In the younger generation, I am optimistic about your eldest son, who will definitely be someone in the future. "Pan Jianguo said in a very amiable manner with the appearance of a kind old man.

"Mr. Pan, you praise me! I'm just a young doctor who doesn't seek to make progress, just earn a living." Ding Changsheng clasped his fists and said modestly.

As for what Pan Jianguo said about being optimistic about him, no ghost would believe it.

It's true that he doesn't know the crimes this old guy has committed in the country.

This is a demon that eats people without spitting out bones.

Just because I didn't sell him the tapestry painting, I did such a thing as reporting Niu Lord, which hurts others and does not benefit myself.

I came here today, probably to inquire about the news.

Since it was he who reported it, he would naturally know that the customs did not catch Master Niu's tax evasion yesterday.

That's why I came here today to inquire about the news.

What Pan Jianguo did woke Ding Changsheng up. Originally, he and Fan Dongmin traded in RMB, and Fan Dongmin used a domestic account to send money to Ding Changsheng's mother.

In this transaction, there was no need to pay taxes to Lao Mei.

Now, when Ding Changsheng filed his tax return, he really didn't dare to miss this transaction.

Who knows, will Pan Jianghui arrange for someone to report him again?

Pan Jianguo could do such a thing.

"I'm not flattering you, my eyes are very accurate in seeing people.

At your age, when you get a lot of money, you can actually bear your temper, don't go to nightclubs, don't buy sports cars, don't buy luxury goods.

Based on this, you will definitely be promising in the future. "Pan Jianguo continued to praise Ding Changsheng.

"You don't want to praise me anymore, I'm getting a little flustered.

I don't go to nightclubs, I don't buy sports cars, because I like quietness, I don't like that kind of noisy environment, and I don't like driving noisy cars. "Ding Changsheng patiently chatted with Pan Jianguo.

Although he despises Pan Jianguo's character, it does not prevent him from maintaining this client well. This is a very expensive and fat sheep.

Just grabbing it is a small goal.

Pan Jianguo, who is in his 70s and almost [-] years old, although he looks healthy, his body functions have begun to age, and various minor problems must continue.

Definitely a customer that couldn't be better.

"Changshengzi, Jin Ming is gone?" Pan Jianguo finally couldn't help asking after rambling for a long time.

"Should I go? I came here yesterday, told me about the transfer of ownership of the villa, and then left.

As for whether to return home, I don't know. Ding Changsheng replied very calmly.

"This kid, he came to New York, and he didn't say he would go to my place to do something. Let's see how I deal with him later." Pan Jianguo said pretending to be angry.

"Yes, you dealt with him severely and bullied me just because you have a good relationship with my dad. I have a villa for a silk painting." Ding Changsheng said with a smile.

"Just give you a villa?"

"That can be false! Master Niu just cried poor to me all the time! You said that a big guy who is flying in a private jet is crying poor like me, a poor boy.

It made me feel embarrassed to ask him for money. Ding Changsheng complained.

"Changshengzi, you are too honest, tell me, if you sell your silk painting to me, I will give you at least 2000 million US dollars.

If you want a house, I can give you a luxury apartment on Fifth Avenue. "Pan Jianguo also yelled for Ding Changsheng.

"If you don't want to talk about it, it's still you, Mr. Pan. Don't worry, if I find a good item in the future, I will keep it for you." Ding Changsheng hastily promised.

"Okay, we men have agreed, if we find good things in the future, we have to keep them for me.

I am about to be [-], how many years can I live?

I don't have any hobbies, I just like these old things, and I have played with them for a few years. When I leave, all these things will be donated to the country. "

"You are always so enlightened, it is really worth learning from us juniors." Ding Changsheng casually said.

I thought to myself: Donate to the country, do you have a country for this old thing?
Isn't your country old America?
Or do you plan to follow Weng's example and donate most of the antiques to Laomei's museum, and then sell some of them to China?
In other words, the surname Weng is over 100 years old, so there should be more physical problems.

It's a pity that this old guy doesn't ask me to see a doctor for him, otherwise he will have to squeeze a few handfuls of wool.

Give it to him to prescribe, once you take it, you will be fine, but if you don’t take it, you will commit a crime.

I will never give up until I turn this old guy into a bald sheep.

After chatting for a few more words, Pan Jianguo got up and left after seeing the patient.

Ding Changsheng apologized and didn't see him off, but just watched Pan Jianguo leave.

"Jensen, how do you feel today?" Ding Changsheng looked at Jason who walked in, and asked with a smile.

"It feels very good. I have never felt so good in the past few years." Jason said with a hearty smile.

(End of this chapter)