Chapter 176 Flowers bloom inside the wall and fragrance outside the wall
Zhao Shouyan raised three fingers and said, "First, most of the knowledge about Chinese medicinal plants in Europe and the United States is about rhubarb, but now most people use rhubarb stems to make pies; but there have always been doctors studying Chinese herbal medicine, and Germany and France have health products extracted from herbs."

"Second, Europe and the United States translated Chinese medical literature as early as the 18th century, such as France's Remusat and Germany's Schubert. However, at present, various countries have a special recognition of Chinese medicine and acupuncture. Each country has an acupuncture society. They have also done a lot of research, including X-rays, etc.

“Third, the market for traditional Chinese medicine as plants and minerals in Europe and America is still in traditional Chinatowns for use as medicine.”

At this point, Zhao Shouyan paused for a moment, frowned, and asked in confusion: "As early as 1825, when he wrote "A Study of the History of Traditional Chinese Medicine", the French scholar Remusat said: Whether in Europe or in China, 'science' has a dual meaning. From a purely linguistic perspective, it is an expression of technical terms, and at the same time it is a knowledge system that cannot be interpreted in common language."

"Why is it that now in China, Chinese medicine is directly criticized as feudal superstition?"

Wang Deming shrugged and raised two fingers helplessly: "Let me give you the simplest example: Germans are very punctual and never late, because they are very rigorous, not as casual as the Chinese; and French people are often late and never punctual, because they are more romantic, not as rigid as the Chinese."

He raised his eyebrows slightly at Zhao Shouyan, "Did you hear anything?"

Zhao Shouyan on the other side was stunned. He even forgot to take the mutton out of the hot pot when it was cooked. This Chinese person is wrong inside and out, right?
Wang Deming continued bluntly: "So the reason is very simple: after three hundred years of the Manchu rule and a century of humiliation, the Chinese people have long lost their cultural confidence, especially those intellectuals and university teachers who are good at writing."

"Everything is better abroad. The moon abroad is rounder than at home. Even foreigners' farts smell good."

"Tell me, Hu Shi and his gang strongly demanded the abolition of Chinese characters, saying that Chinese characters were the root cause of China's backwardness. Without Chinese characters, are we still Chinese?"

After saying that, Wang Deming picked up the serving chopsticks in the middle and scooped up the mutton, passing it to Zhao Shouyan, "The meat is cooked. If you cook it for too long, it will become tough."

Zhao Shouyan knew Hu Shi. How could he not know Hu Shi? He also knew this history, and he also knew a little story: Mr. Zhao Yuanren, a native of Wujin, Jiangsu, who was the president of the Linguistic Society of America, the president of the Linguistic Society, a member of the American Academy of Arts and Sciences, and the president of the American Oriental Society, wrote two short stories after learning about what Hu Shi and his team had done.

"Shi Shi's History of Eating Lions": "Shi Shi, a poet in the Stone Chamber, loves lions and vowed to eat ten lions."

"Ji Ji Killed Chickens": "Ji Ji was lonely, so she gathered chickens, which turned out to be thorn chickens"

Zhao Yuanren was later invited to return to China to serve as the president of Nanjing Central University, but he replied directly: "No, thank you."
"Oh," Zhao Shouyan suddenly realized, and said, "Deming, so you want to promote traditional Chinese medicine abroad first?"

“Once it is accepted and recognized abroad, people in China will naturally no longer reject it!”

"Yeah." Wang Deming was even more helpless, his eyebrows furrowed into a frown, and he said faintly, "What else can I do?"

"Confucius once said: When rituals are lost, they can be sought in the wild."

"In the future, maybe when the inheritance is cut off in China, we can learn it from abroad."

"No way?" Zhao Shouyan was even more surprised.
Wang Deming refused to continue and said, "Eat meat, eat meat, don't talk, don't talk!"

Anyway, as long as you live long enough, you can see everything. Although the country in the past talked about revitalizing traditional Chinese medicine and the tone was high, in fact, all major universities used Western medicine concepts to study traditional Chinese medicine. How many real traditional Chinese medicine doctors are left in the country?
Guan Youbo's nephew, Guan Qingwei, the director of Tongrentang Medical Clinic, often treated foreign dignitaries, which made him very uncomfortable, and many people criticized him for this.
If you don't understand the traditional Chinese cultural thinking, don't understand the dialectics of Yin-Yang and the Five Elements, and just follow the prescription, and the "Chinese Pharmacopoeia" compiled by Western medicine has a lot of omissions and errors, you'll be lucky if you can cure the disease.

After eating and drinking, the two of them strolled a few steps to the nearby Tsinghua Garden Bathhouse and asked for a bath. After running and feeling refreshed, they went to the Jixiang Theater to watch a play.

Sure enough, I met Zhao Shouyan's two mothers who came to listen to the opera in the theater box. Hey, two spirited old ladies, their Lenin suits were not wrinkled at all, and they looked elegant. They were with a little boy of 4 or 5 years old.

After Zhao Shouyan introduced them, Wang Deming said, "Hello, Auntie!" He saluted politely. "Well, hello, come to my house when you have time."

"it is good."

After a short chat and warm-up, Mr. Mei came on stage, and everyone in the box quietly listened to Mr. Mei singing "The Drunken Concubine".

When the show ended at 10pm, an old lady sighed: "Mr. Mei is old."

Back at the small factory, Wang Deming took off all his clothes in the dark and got on the kang. He heard a scream in his ear, "Ah."

"Hush, I'm back."

Then the room continued to fall into silence. Wang Deming crawled into the bed and hugged the beauty. Suddenly, a faint fragrance came into his nostrils. It was not the smell of perfume, but the beauty's body odor.

This subtle fragrance made Wang Deming's blood boil more than any aphrodisiac. His hands slowly wandered over the beautiful woman's soft and smooth skin, climbing to the peak.

"Ah." The beauty in his arms just shouted again, but her voice was immediately blocked by the bloody mouth.

The temperature was getting higher and higher during the friction. As Wang Deming gently touched her, two lines of tears slowly dripped from the corners of her eyes.
After a long pause, he asked, "Why don't you hurry down?"

"Did you get what you wanted?" Zhang Shouchun's faint teasing voice suddenly sounded from the side.

"Well, I recognized the wrong person. But why today..."

"Don't make excuses. I don't know you. How can you admit your mistake? Ah, um."

War breaks out again
"Alright, I can't take it anymore, let me catch my breath, cousin, it's your turn!"

"Oh I can't!"

The double happiness made Wang Deming feel refreshed and energetic. He got up early and prepared to go to the kitchen to make a loving breakfast himself.

After he left the room, Jin Yuqing poked her head out from under the quilt, woke Zhang Shouchun up, and asked, biting her lip, "Shouchun, how did you endure it before?"

Zhang Shouchun was still a little confused and answered casually: "It will be fine later."

"Uh"

Or perhaps because they had been honest with each other, the slightly unsteady Jin Yuqing and Zhang Shouchun became even closer. They whispered to each other while eating, and her beautiful eyes drifted towards Wang Deming from time to time, letting out a low laugh.

Of course, this is definitely also due to the loving breakfast made by Wang Deming himself. Although it is just a simple soft-boiled egg and cheese sandwich, but in this era, the feeling of sexual happiness immediately filled the hearts of the two women.

Wang Deming secretly gave himself a thumbs up
At No. 18 Qinlao Hutong, after listening to Wang Deming’s plan, all the members of the Chinese Medicine Association present gave him a thumbs up!
(End of this chapter)