Chapter 290 Wheel Moutai and Good News
In the courtyard.

When Wang Mengde came back, Xu Damao rolled his eyes and suggested that every family in the courtyard contribute something and set up a few tables to welcome him.

After hearing this, Wang Mengde sneered in his heart.

Xu Damao's words seemed to be for his own good, but they were actually meant to put him on the fire.

The neighbors who were originally gathered around, although they didn't say anything, all had different expressions on their faces, and some of them were even ready to turn around and leave.

"Da Mao, I haven't seen you for a few days. Have you become the boss in the courtyard?
And even if I am an old man, I cannot force everyone to welcome me.

Besides, I haven’t done anything big, so I don’t need this.”

Wang Mengde said with a smile.

However, his words made Liu Haizhong, who was standing next to him, look at Xu Damao with an unfriendly look.

"Haha, Brother Mengde, I'm just thinking about you coming back to receive the award and win glory for the country."

Xu Damao quickly said with a smile.

He felt a little regretful in his heart, not because he regretted coming up with a bad idea, but because he felt that his idea was not perfect enough and was easily seen through.

It seems that more improvements will be needed in the future.

After chatting briefly with his neighbors, Wang Mengde couldn't wait to return home.

At this time, He Shengnan had already heard the noise outside. She stood in the living room holding her youngest son, welcoming him back with a smile on her face.

Ran Xiaomei took the things from his hand and said distressedly:

"Meng De, you've lost some weight after being away from home for more than ten days. It seems that the food abroad is not to your liking.

"Yuan Chao, get some hot water for your brother so he can take a shower and relax. I'll go and knead the dough. We'll have some noodles for lunch and two stir-fried dishes."

As she spoke, she quickly washed her hands and prepared to start kneading dough and cooking.

As the saying goes, eat dumplings when you get on the bus and noodles when you get off. Every time someone in my family goes on a long journey, we have to make dumplings for them, and the first meal when they come back must also be hot noodles.

In the past, when times were difficult, some families had little or almost no white flour, so they used mung bean flour to make noodles.

The rolled mung bean noodles did not stick together because there was too little flour in them, so you had to carefully scoop them up with your hands and put them into the pot, otherwise they would break into pieces.

"Mom, you're eating noodles again. Didn't you just finish eating them last night?"

Wang Weiguo was rummaging through the package his brother brought back. When he heard that they were going to eat noodles again, he spoke subconsciously.

After I said it, I regretted it in my heart. It’s over!

Sure enough, Ran Xiaomei raised her eyebrows, glared at him and said:

"What are you talking about? You've been eating too well in the past few years and have forgotten your roots.

A few years ago, when our family was in financial difficulty, we were so happy to have a meal of noodles made of white flour every month.

When I was a child, my family would only cook a few noodles throughout the year, that is, on my birthday, just to taste the flavor.

Now that conditions are better, you're actually starting to complain. If you're not hungry, don't eat at noon."

No wonder she was angry.

During those difficult years, the Wang family never went hungry because of Wang Mengde.

But she saw how the neighbors around her lived.

What's more, he suffered from hunger a lot when he was a child, so he was very disgusted with Wang Weiguo's behavior.

"That's right. It's because our family is well-off and can often eat meat and flour. If you go and see other families in the compound, you'll see that they all eat steamed buns and double-mixed noodles every day.

You can't start complaining about this and that just because you have food to eat. This is like ungratefully enjoying what you have.

Also, although your brother is capable and often brings back good things, the street and neighbors all know about this, but don't talk about it outside.

If you say you don’t like noodles, you must not tell others, otherwise it will make people jealous.”

Wang Hao was also unhappy and quickly gave instructions.

Since last year, my family has eaten a few more meat meals than others every month, and someone has secretly reported us to the street several times.

Of course, there was no problem with the final investigation results. Everything Wang Mengde brought back had been filed with the hospital and higher authorities.

But this kind of thing also gave the whole family a big wake-up call.

There are still a lot of bad people among the masses.

They can't bear to see others living a good life and will report them whenever they get the chance.

These days, whistleblowers are very protected. Even if the report is wrong, there will be no punishment as long as it is not too outrageous or malicious retaliation.

"Mom and Dad, I understand."

Wang Weiguo quickly lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

At the same time, he felt very guilty. During the time when his brother was away, he and Wang Yuanchao had let the sheep go and returned to their playful state every day.

I didn’t complete any of the study tasks my brother assigned to me before he left.

noon.

In front of each person is a big bowl of steaming noodles just out of the pot.

A plate of the 'signature dish' - pork belly, cabbage and vermicelli stew, and a plate of stir-fried shredded radish were placed in the middle.

As soon as winter comes, these few dishes are always on the dinner table of every household in the north.

Wang Mengde and Wang Hao also opened a bottle of Wheel Moutai liquor.

When the country was just liberated, Fenjiu was the leading liquor brand. As for Maotai, the most famous liquor in later generations, it was not very well-known in the north.

When he first came here, one day while shopping, Wang Mengde accidentally discovered several bottles of Moutai liquor in the store. He was so excited that he bought them as if they were treasures.

This is the first generation of Moutai, which is considered by collectors of later generations to be the earliest - Wheel Moutai, produced in 1954.

This is also the predecessor of the export version of 'Five-Star Moutai'.

The biggest feature is the wheel logo in the upper left corner, which is composed of wheat ears, gears and red stars.

However, the wheat ear, gear and red star logo of Moutai are regarded as "mainstream" symbols in the West and are not very popular in the international market.

So in 1958, Moutai Distillery changed its trademark to the Feitian icon, which has been used until now. This is the origin of Feitian Moutai.

In Wang Mengde's space, there are hundreds of bottles of "Wheel Moutai" and "Five-Star Moutai".

He had saved this money over several years by buying two bottles every time he went to the store.

He spent a lot of money to buy these wines. Fortunately, his salary was high, so he could afford such consumption.

Of course, he didn't save it for investment, he just wanted to keep it for drinking later.

"Well, this wine tastes good, and the taste is comparable to the light-fragrance type of Fenjiu."

After Wang Hao drank a glass of Moutai, he smacked his lips and nodded.

"Dad, this is a representative of Maotai-flavor liquor. In the southwest, Maotai is very famous.

In Beijing, many people have gradually started to like drinking it, especially the leaders who came from the military. "

Wang Mengde explained.

He also liked Moutai in his previous life and drank it quite often, so he was very used to it.

But when I drink it now, I feel that it tastes much better than the ones in later generations, and I don’t know why.

“Well, it’s really good, we can try it more in the future.

By the way, Meng De, thanks to you for buying it and keeping it at home, otherwise, you can’t buy it now. You need a wine ticket in the grocery store.”

Wang Hao looked at his eldest son with appreciation and said.

He is very proud of his foresight every time.

"Dad, if you like to drink, I'll bring you two more bottles so you can drink them slowly."

Wang Mengde said with a smile.

"Alright, both of you, hurry up and eat the noodles, otherwise they will become clumpy and not tasty. Also, no matter how good the wine is, don't drink too much. From now on, drink once every three to five days, and no more than two liang."

Seeing that the two people were just chatting and the noodles were about to get cold, Ran Xiaomei said impatiently.

After hearing the words spoken by the 'boss' of the family, Wang Hao and Wang Mengde looked at each other and immediately started eating.

Monday morning.

In the dean's office.

Dean Lu said with a look of fear on his face: "It's good that you came back safely. I heard that this time when you went to receive the award, something almost happened and you couldn't come back.

In the future, don't get involved in this kind of thing. I will make suggestions to my superiors. If this doesn't come back, the country and the people will suffer great losses."

He didn't know at first. It was only yesterday, after Wang Mengde returned home from the guesthouse, that he got the news from his superiors.

Even though I knew Wang Mengde had returned, I was still shocked.

"Dean, I'm back safely.

You are right. I will not get involved in this kind of thing in the future. It is not only boring, but also a waste of time. I might as well use this time to study more prescriptions and treat more patients."

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Wang Mengde said with a smile.

Now that he has won this Nobel Prize, he will definitely not accept any other foreign awards in the future.

And even if there is another Nobel Prize, he doesn't plan to go.

"Well, it's right for you to think so. Only serving the people in a down-to-earth manner is real, and everything else is false."

Dean Lu said with relief: "Okay, you've been gone for more than ten days, and there must be a lot of things piled up in the department, go back and deal with them first.

Oh, and there is some good news. The higher-ups have already announced that the country is going to start merging the pharmaceutical industry into a 'trust'. Just keep this to yourself, and don't tell anyone else."

“Really, that’s great.

Dean, don't worry, I will definitely not tell anyone about this."

Wang Mengde said happily.

It seems that his influence is really not small. He was able to promote things that had never happened in history.

As long as the country starts to pay attention to it, and with his efforts, the situation of traditional Chinese medicine will not be the same as in the past.

After leaving the dean's office, Wang Mengde went to find Mr. Pu and chatted with the teacher for more than 20 minutes before returning to his office.

His office is cleaned by several apprentices every day, so there is not much dust.

It's just that the desk was filled with documents and newspapers that needed him to deal with.

"Teacher, you are back with the award."

Wei Ming, who walked into the office carrying a thermos, saw him sitting on the chair and said in surprise.

"Well, I came back yesterday. By the way, has anything big happened in the department recently?"

Wang Mengde asked casually while flipping through the documents.

"Teacher, in the past ten days, everything has been normal in the department, and the same is true for the research institute and Guang'anmen Hospital."

Wei Ming smiled and said:

"In the hospital, many people want to make an appointment with you. They heard that you went abroad to receive an award, so some people made an appointment with other doctors. There are also a few people who have been waiting."

"Okay, I understand. I will take care of the department's affairs today and then go to the hospital for consultation tomorrow.

In the afternoon, I will go to the intensive care unit to check on the patients. Are they recovering well?"

Wang Mengde signed the document quickly and then said.

As we didn’t know how long they would have to stay abroad, we temporarily stopped accepting foreign patients more than a month ago.

As for those who came here before, they all recovered well after a period of treatment. They just needed to take the medicine on time.

"They didn't have any problems, but they kept asking several times a day if you were home."

Wei Ming replied.

During lunch.

Qian Dayong and Zhu Tao also came over.

"Director Wang, congratulations.

By the way, I heard there are certificates and awards, have you brought them to your workplace? If so, we can go over and see them later."

Qian Dayong said with a smile on his face.

"There are certificates and medals. They are held for me by comrades from the relevant departments. They come back late, so it will take a few days for them to be delivered to me. You can go to my office and take a look when the time comes."

Wang Mengde said.

At the same time, he was very grateful that after receiving the certificate and medal that day, he directly handed them over to comrades from the relevant department for safekeeping.

If this was in his hands, it would be difficult to get it back after the kidnapping incident.

In fact, there are quite a few bonuses, but these are not things he can get personally, and it has been clearly stated that they must be handed over to the country.

on Tuesday.

In Guang'an outpatient clinic.

Wang Mengde was frowning and taking the pulse of a little patient.

"Doctor, my son's illness has recurred. What's the reason?"

A middle-aged man said with a worried look on his face.

He brought his son to see a doctor more than ten days ago, and Wang Mengde prescribed a course of Chinese medicine for him to take home.

At that time, it was also said that after taking a course of medicine, the disease would be cured.

Who knew that after taking the medicine for seven days, he was almost cured, but after a few days, the disease relapsed again. This made him very anxious, so he hurriedly brought his son here.

"Are you sure you gave the child a full course of medicine, without missing a day? Judging from his pulse, he only took it for six days, missing one day."

Wang Mengde let go of his hand and asked questioningly.

"Doctor Wang, I personally make the medicine twice a day, morning and evening, so it can't be wrong."

The middle-aged man said in a firm tone.

"Is it."

Wang Mengde did not comment. He asked the child softly, "Little boy, do you drink the medicine every time?

As a man, you must not lie, you must tell the truth.'

The little boy timidly glanced at his father beside him, mustered up his courage, and said through gritted teeth:

"Big brother, this medicine is too bitter. I didn't take my last day's worth of medicine and threw it away."

"Hey, this unlucky kid."

After hearing what his son said, the middle-aged man became extremely angry and threatened to hit him.

"Okay, the kid didn't mean it, don't hit him.

I will prescribe three more days of medicine for you. When you go back, just boil and take it as before."

Wang Mengde quickly stopped him.

After the patient and his family left, Wei Ming stood behind him and said with admiration:

"Teacher, you are amazing. You can tell from the pulse if I took less medicine. You are simply amazing."

"Haha, as long as you have the skills, this is a routine operation. If you study hard, you will be able to reach this level in the future."

at this time.

A doctor from the hospital suddenly knocked on the door and walked in hurriedly:
"Director Wang, there's an emergency patient in the hospital who's dying. The dean asked me to come and see you for a consultation."

(End of this chapter)