Chapter 74: New Job Experience
Jia Dongxu's personality is the same as that of the future Bang Geng, both of them are ungrateful.

Typical of a heartless and ungrateful person.

After being scolded by He Shengnan, his face turned red and his neck became thick. He was speechless and didn't even dare to argue, which was his favorite thing to do.

The neighbors, including two old men, who were chatting in low voices in the middle courtyard, saw her showing off her female power and just watched silently. No one stepped forward to persuade her.

They all felt that Jia Dongxu deserved to be scolded.

In the end, Jia Dongxu could no longer save face and had to get up and walk home in shame. Jia Zhang heard her son being scolded in the house, but she didn't dare to provoke He Shengnan, so she pretended not to hear it.

After returning home and washing up, Wang Mengde lay on the bed and gave He Shengnan a thumbs up: "Shengnan, good job. Your scolding today was well-reasoned and left him speechless."

"Hmph, people like him just want to be scolded." He Shengnan frowned and said, she was still angry and hadn't calmed down yet.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry. You are due to give birth next month. It's not worth getting angry with someone like this." Wang Mengde comforted in a low voice.

According to the date calculation, He Shengnan found out she was pregnant at the end of January, so she should give birth in about a month.

Thinking that his child would be born soon, Wang Mengde was filled with anticipation and excitement.

Moreover, he took her pulse two months ago and found that there was a high probability that she was pregnant with two sons.

the next morning.

At the Beixian Pavilion inside Guang'anmen, Wang Mengde first rode his bike to send He Shengnan to Deshengmen, and then hurriedly came here.

Today is the day he joins the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

When he arrived at the gate of the institute and just stopped his bike, he saw a bearded, strong young man standing outside the gate and walking towards him with a smile on his face.

"Wang Mengde."

The young man shouted with a smile.

"Hello, who are you?" Wang Mengde asked curiously.

"Haha, my name is Qian Dayong. Mr. Pu asked me to wait for you here and take you to complete the entry procedures and then familiarize you with the environment of the research institute." Qian Dayong explained.

"Oh, thank you Brother Dayong, thank you for your trouble." Wang Mengde said suddenly realizing.

"Hey, let's go, let's go handle the formalities first, and then I'll take you around." Qian Dayong said hello to the guard, and then led him inside.

On the way, Qian Dayong joked: "At first, Pu Lao asked me to pick you up, saying that he saw a very handsome young man, and that must be you. I didn't quite believe it at first, but now that I have seen you, I feel that what Pu Lao said is true."

With someone's guidance, Wang Mengde quickly completed the employment procedures, and now, he has become a member of the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

At the same time, Qian Dayong's outgoing personality also revealed some information to him. For example, this rough-looking young man was actually a disciple of Vice President Zhu Lian, acupuncturist.

"Brother Dayong, your acupuncture skills must be very good. I will have to learn more from you in the future." Wang Mengde said with a smile.

He had long wanted to see Vice President Zhu Lian's acupuncture skills. After all, he had been working behind closed doors, and although Zhang Hanhua highly praised his acupuncture skills, he was still unsure about his current level.

"Haha, Meng De, I didn't major in acupuncture techniques, and I haven't even learned half of your skills. When there is a chance in the future, when the teacher gives a lecture at the research institute, I will ask you to go and listen." Qian Dayong said.

"Is there any lecture in the institute?" Wang Mengde asked in surprise.

"Yes, the gentlemen in the institute will give lectures to you every now and then as long as they have time. You are also allowed to ask questions. Let's go early and grab a good seat.

By the way, students also have the opportunity to share their learning on stage, and after sharing, the teachers will give some comments and suggestions. "

Very good!
The news made him extremely happy.

Wang Mengde selectively ignored the issue of students sharing, and his attention was focused on the fact that the teachers would often give lectures on this.

"Come on, now that you've completed the induction process, I'll take you on a tour to familiarize you with the various research institutes and laboratories, as well as the cafeteria."

The two of them talked as they walked, and Qian Dayong was mostly introducing things to him. This guy was really enthusiastic and described every place to him in detail.

"This is the cafeteria of the research institute. Let's not talk about the taste, but the dishes are very oily. As you know, people who work here basically do mental labor, so the superiors specially give us some benefits."

Qian Dayong said happily, pointing at the cafeteria.

"By the way, we can't use cash in the cafeteria. You need to exchange it for meal tickets before you can get food. Come on, I'll take you to the small window next to the cafeteria to exchange it."

After exchanging their meal tickets, the two men walked towards a row of rooms next to the cafeteria. Before they entered the door, they could smell the scent of plaster from afar.

When they entered the yard, they saw several old pharmacists with a group of apprentices, who were boiling black plaster in a large iron pot in the yard. When they saw the two of them coming in, one of them said, "Dayong is here. This must be the new comrade."

"Uncle Feng, I'm bringing a new colleague here to familiarize him with the environment." Qian Dayong said, then turned to Wang Mengde and said, "Mengde, this is Uncle Feng, who is responsible for making plasters. The black plasters he makes are among the best in Beijing.

By the way, our institute has an unwritten rule that new young people must take time out to come here and help boil the plaster for a while. You must be careful not to get burned."

As he said this, he rolled up his sleeves and let Wang Mengde see the burns on his arms.

"Don't worry, young man. When you come here to help, just follow me and learn. There shouldn't be any problem with me watching. You young people learn things very quickly. Dayong mastered the skills after only a few days of study." Uncle Feng said with a smile.

"Hehe, that's because Uncle Feng taught me well." Qian Dayong laughed, and then continued: "Of course, it's true that I have a high talent for making plasters. It didn't take long for me to learn it. I can make seven or eight out of ten pots. It's better than those who have learned it for several years."

Wang Mengde smiled and said nothing. He observed that during the cooking process, several master craftsmen would occasionally use a wooden stick to pick up a little from the pot and spread it evenly on the ground to check the color. After several times, they would turn off the fire and take out the medicine.

Curious, he stepped forward and asked with a smile, "Master, you just smeared the plaster on the ground, what were you doing?"

The old pharmacist answered while working: "I am rubbing it on the ground to see the color. When the color is almost the same, it means it is ready."

After hearing his words, Wang Mengde was thoughtful. The current method of making plasters is still too primitive and depends entirely on the master's experience.

Thinking of this, he felt that there was one more thing he needed to do at the research institute.

(End of this chapter)