Chapter 292: Stamp Collecting and Inventorying Assets

Wang Mengde was speechless.

Judging from Mr. Zhong's appearance and Dean Lu's attitude towards him, his status should be quite high.

And his son's job must be good.

I didn't expect that people would actually believe in the so-called "chicken blood health care" therapy, which is a pseudoscience that has not been officially verified.

In his previous life, he had often heard people mention the term "chicken blood" on the Internet, but he had never expected that it was actually being injected into the body.

"This is simply nonsense. Chicken blood not only carries many diseases, but is also generally incompatible with the human body. If you inject it privately, it will not only do no good, but will also most likely cause problems."

Wang Mengde said with a frown.

Old Mr. Zhong also looked grim. He only had this one son, and he almost lost his life. If Wang Mengde had not arrived in time, he would probably have lost his son to his father again.

Thinking of this, he said seriously:

"Comrade Wang Mengde is right. I will make suggestions to comrades in relevant departments to resolutely put an end to this kind of pseudo-scientific behavior."

Dean Lu, who was accompanying him, also echoed, "Mr. Zhong, don't be angry. I will also report this issue to my superiors and will investigate it strictly to prevent this situation from happening again."

In the following days, Wang Mengde continued to be busy as usual. Of course, he had one more thing to do every day, which was to check on the ward of Mr. Zhong's son.

As the "chicken blood" patient gradually got better, the old lady became more kind.

Every day I would pull him aside to chat about family matters, inquire about his family situation, and often say: Oh, if I had met you ten years earlier, I would have introduced my niece from my mother's family to you.

She liked this capable and good-looking young man from the bottom of her heart.

this day.

In the dean's office.

Dean Lu looked unhappy. He handed a document to Wang Mengde and said:
"Comrade Wang Mengde, fortunately you reminded me early that day, otherwise, something serious would have happened sooner or later.

After I raised the issue of "chicken blood therapy" with Mr. Zhong, we investigated and found out that it was truly shocking.

Medical institutions and individuals in more than a dozen provinces, cities and regions across the country are already practicing this health care therapy.

This health care therapy is said to be a miracle cure for more than 60 chronic diseases. Even if you are not sick, it can help you stay healthy and it does no harm to your body.

Especially in the southern region, the injection rooms of many hospitals and outpatient clinics are very busy.

Normally there would only be the sound of children crying, but now, people actually brought roosters into the hospital openly, resulting in the constant sounds of roosters crowing, children crying, and people queuing.

Moreover, something unexpected has happened. The price of roosters in different regions varies according to their age, and the price has increased due to the shortage. "

As he was talking, Dean Lu was so angry that he laughed.

He never expected that this kind of pseudoscience, which is so easy to debunk, could be so popular.

After hearing his words, Wang Mengde also had the urge to hold his forehead.

The price of roosters rose sharply due to the "chicken blood injection", which was an extremely rare phenomenon in the 1960s when wages were low, employment was high and prices were stable.

"Dean, what are our superiors going to do about this?"

"The higher authorities have held a meeting to study the issue and issued documents to various places to stop this unscientific behavior."

Dean Lu sighed and said, "According to the investigation results, many people have suffered serious consequences due to 'chicken blood', and some have even lost their lives."

Wang Mengde was powerless to do anything about this tragedy.

Not to mention this era, even in later generations, there have been many similar situations.

All he could do was to discover it in time and alert his superiors.

After the two chatted for a few sentences, Dean Lu started talking about other topics:

"Comrade Wang Mengde, after more than two months of research, our superiors are finally ready to merge a large number of domestic traditional Chinese medicine pharmaceutical factories.

There are also some medical research institutes that will merge depending on the situation, eventually forming two traditional Chinese medicine 'trusts', one in the south and one in the north.

In the north, with Beijing as the center, the pharmaceutical factories under our institute and other large and small pharmaceutical factories in Beijing will gradually merge after the new year. "

As he said this, there was some reluctance on his face.

Although the pharmaceutical factory under the institute was established not long ago, its contribution is not small.

Currently, there is only one pharmaceutical factory in the country that produces "Palace Emperor Pills", which earns the country tens of millions of dollars in foreign exchange every month.

The scale of the pharmaceutical factory has been expanding again and again. The fourth phase is already under construction and is expected to be completed in another two months.

That’s not all, the fifth issue is also on the agenda.

The main reason is that this medicine has always been in short supply abroad, and in addition, a large number of Chinese herbal medicines grown in China have matured in recent years, and there are more and more raw materials.

"By merging some of the medical research institutes into it, we can achieve a seamless connection between R&D and production."

Wang Mengde said happily.

In another twenty years, when domestic and foreign sales channels are established, the one-stop R&D, production and sales will be even more perfect.

“It is said that Western medicine pharmaceutical companies are also merging with the four leading companies.

There are still few large-scale traditional Chinese medicine pharmaceutical factories, only about sixty or seventy, unlike the more than one hundred Western medicine pharmaceutical factories.

It’s a pity that this situation was not discovered earlier.”

Dean Lu felt a little scared when he mentioned this matter.

If a few more years pass, traditional Chinese medicine will lag behind even further.

"Dean, it's not too late now. We have so many traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions and proven recipes. If we can research and develop more of them into Chinese patent medicines, we will surpass them sooner or later."

Wang Mengde comforted in a low voice.

"Oh, thank goodness you reminded me.

By the way, you should work harder in the future and try to develop a few more medicines that can be exported in large quantities. Not too many, just three or five more like the "Palace Emperor Pills" will be enough.

By then, if we can earn tens of millions of dollars in foreign exchange from exports every month, our superiors will give more policy support to traditional Chinese medicine, and those clowns will be speechless.”

Dean Lu fantasized.

Of course, he was just talking.

Medicines like 'Palace Emperor Pills' that are snapped up as soon as they are launched on the market are rare and I would be satisfied if I could have just one more. I really don't dare to expect three or five.

Wang Mengde just smiled and said nothing.

But he doesn't think so in his heart. His ambition is not to have three or five drugs in the future, but to have dozens or even hundreds of drugs and export them abroad to earn foreign exchange.

Early January.

Sunday.

Early in the morning, Wang Mengde took his two younger brothers to practice boxing, and then studied medical skills for half an hour. After breakfast, he and He Shengnan took the children out.

Today is He Youyu’s birthday and also his 80th birthday.

The two people did not ride a bike. Except for Yaya who was held in his arms, the brothers Wang Yuandi and Wang Yuanxun were running on the ground laughing.

The distance from Nanluoguxiang to Caochang Hutong is not far, only two or three kilometers.

Soon, they arrived in the yard.

At this time, laughter and joy came from the old He's house, and He Shengnan's uncles and aunts also came early.

"Hey, Meng De is here, and Yaya, come and give grandma a hug."

Zhou Xiaoyan was walking out of the house carrying a basin and happened to see them. She immediately spoke with a smile on her face.

As he said that, he put down the vegetable basin and reached out to take Yaya, looking very fond of her.

"Grandma, I miss you!" Yaya hugged Zhou Xiaoyan's neck, gave her a kiss, and then said with a smile.

"Oh, grandma, I miss my dear."

After hearing this, Zhou Xiaoyan was so happy that her teeth were showing.

Wait until you enter the house.

He Youyu sat at the top with a cheerful look on his face, looking at the adults and children in the room with a smile. When he saw him coming, he quickly said to the young people:
"Meng De, come and sit down. Hey, move a chair for your brother-in-law and put it next to me."

He Shengwu reacted quickly. He pulled out the chair from under his buttocks and placed it in front of his grandfather. Then he said:

"Brother-in-law, please sit down and warm yourself up. I'll make you some tea."

As he spoke, he swiftly picked up a clean enamel pot and started to make tea.

This made Zhou Xiaoyan, who followed in behind, secretly nod her head with satisfaction.

Although his second son's academic performance was average at school, he was indeed smart and much wiser than his eldest son.

Wang Mengde was not polite either. He knew that even if he declined, the final result would not change.

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After sitting down, he put the gift in his hand on the table.

"Grandpa, I brought you some gifts, four bottles of your favorite Fenjiu, two packs of cigarettes, a box of Daoxiangcun snacks, and two pounds of pork."

When they heard the gifts he announced, He Shengnan's uncles and aunts all showed surprise on their faces.

The main reason is that these things are too many and too heavy as gifts.

The value of the gifts they, as children, gave together is not as much as that given by this grandson-in-law.

He Youyu didn't think too much about it. When he saw four bottles of Fenjiu and two packs of Panda cigarettes, he immediately said happily:

"Oh, Meng De's gift really touched my heart. Let's drink Fenjiu at noon."

He swallowed as he spoke.

He traveled far and wide throughout his life, lived on the edge of a knife, and was accustomed to life and death. He didn't learn anything else, but he learned how to enjoy life in time, drinking big bowls of wine and eating big chunks of meat.

Unfortunately, when he got older, his health began to deteriorate, and his children had to control him and not let him drink too much.

The most important thing is that without a wine ticket, you can’t buy good wine.

That is to say, when this grandson-in-law comes over during the holidays, he can bring him a few bottles of good wine.

"Grandpa, I also brought you a gift. This is a new dress. Please change into it and see if it fits you."

He Shengnan also came to He Youyu and took out a coat with very festive colors from the package.

"Haha, the clothes Shengnan makes must fit me well."

He Youyu laughed.

Chatted with the He family in the living room for a while.

Then he felt someone secretly pulling his clothes from behind. Wang Mengde turned around and saw He Yanan winking at him and secretly pointing to the next room.

He found an excuse and he and He Shengnan carried Yaya to the next room.

"Brother-in-law, let me show you the treasures I have collected recently."

He Yanan said excitedly.

After saying that, he took out a notebook from under a wooden box.

This notebook was given to me by him.

"What treasure is so mysterious?"

Wang Mengde asked curiously.

"Brother-in-law, look!"

He Yanan opened the notebook and handed it to him.

I saw that there were several stamps on each page of the notebook, and these stamps were fixed on the pages according to different categories.

“You’re starting to collect stamps!”

"Yes, brother-in-law, there are several female classmates in my class who collect stamps. I think it's fun, so I join in.

How about these stamps? Aren’t they pretty? Take a look at this one, called 'Palace Gate Down', which is quite valuable. I exchanged it with a classmate for some snacks."

He Shengnan showed off.

At the same time, she also felt a little distressed. Although this stamp was precious, she also paid a lot of money for the snacks her brother-in-law bought for her.

"Very good, very good, these stamps are all treasures, you should collect them well, they will be a wonderful memory in the future.

Besides, maybe it will be of great value in the future, just keep it well and don’t let others see it easily."

Wang Mengde warned in a low voice.

In two years, these things will not be shown to anyone. If they are known by someone with ulterior motives, we will be in trouble.

“Well, brother-in-law, don’t worry, this is my treasure, and only a few classmates know about it.

By the way, I see Yaya also likes stamps, why not give her a few to play with."

He Yanan saw Yaya looking at her stamps with shining eyes, and then said.

"No need to share with her. I'll buy some for her later and collect more for her later."

Wang Mengde said with a smile.

He also noticed his daughter's expression, and he would definitely support her hobbies.

I had a sumptuous meal at Lao He's house at noon. I didn't drink much wine, just about half a pound.

After dinner, seeing that the weather was getting bad, several people went home early.

When passing by the Nanluoguxiang Post Office, Wang Mengde went in and bought more than a dozen stamps.

In other words, the staff inside knew him and were willing to sell so many tickets to him. Otherwise, they would only give two or three tickets to an ordinary person at most, unless they could explain the formal purpose of the ticket.

Arrived at home.

The father and daughter began to rummage through the boxes with great interest.

Wang Mengde took out a notebook he had won before, and then helped his daughter fix the stamps on it one by one.

"Meng De, buying so many stamps that you don't use is such a waste of money!"

Ran Xiaomei saw their actions and said with a look of heartache.

"Haha, Mom, our family doesn't lack this little money. Besides, this is Yaya's hobby. These stamps may appreciate in value in the future."

Wang Mengde said with a smile.

He was telling the truth.

After returning from abroad, he took inventory of the wealth in the space.

There are more than 170 tons of gold and more than 70 million US dollars in various currencies. Of course, this is after conversion according to the exchange rate.

Mainly large amounts of US dollars, and some are British pounds, rubles, etc.

If there was enough space, this number could have been at least doubled. Unfortunately, the remaining ones were buried underground with the explosion.

There were thousands of other valuable items such as jewelry, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, as well as some documentary materials, which were of no value to him.

He hasn't figured out what to do with all this wealth yet, but what is certain is that their family will never be short of money in the future.

(End of this chapter)