Song Jian entered Tongren Hall, Zhou Wenyi came up enthusiastically and shook the prescription in his hand proudly.

"Hehe, just now you came here. Look, all the 106 drugs have been translated, and I have booked the ones that were not in the store at the Haozhou Market." Zhou Wenyi's expression was very proud.

Song Jian shook Zhou Wenyi's hand hard and said, "Thank you. I need five kilograms of each medicinal herb. How much does it cost in total?"

Zhou Wenyi obviously calculated the prices of these medicinal materials and said, "If I wholesale from medicinal materials merchants, these medicinal materials cost a total of 23,000 yuan."

A medicinal material costs five kilograms, and one hundred and six medicines weigh more than half a ton of medicine, and a half a ton of medicine costs more than 20,000 yuan. It is really not expensive. What's more, the medicinal materials purchased by Zhou Wenyi are all authentic medicinal materials with good quality.

Song Jian had the 200,000 yuan, and became rich and said, "In this way, Mr. Zhou, according to the average profit of the Chinese medicine store, I will give you 40,000 yuan."

Zhou Wen waved his hand quickly.

Song Jian said: "Mr. Zhou, don't be too busy refusing. I have some requests. I want to prepare these 106 flavors of medicine, so I want to lend it to your backyard for use."

Zhou Wen nodded and said, "Okay, I'll ask Tingting and Xiao Zhang to help you."

"Thank you so much." Song Jian thanked quickly.

There are 106 drugs, and each drug has to be prepared. The workload is quite large. Song Jian thought in his mind that when everything stabilizes after the New Year, he should make some money and open a pharmacy. With his own pharmacy, he will not only talk about anything else, even elixirs will be much more convenient.

Song Jian’s method of preparing drugs is different from ordinary drugs, and it is more like the current chemical extraction method.

Ordinary Chinese medicine preparations are just to stir-fry the Chinese herbal medicine in a pot, stir-fry, or soak it in ginger water and honey water to stir-fry it. However, Song Jian soaked five kilograms of herbal medicine first in salt water, then steamed it in a steamer for three hours, then dried and powdered it, soak it in sake again. After soaking, remove the residue of the medicinal material, and leave the sake, and evaporate the sake. The remaining little powder is what Song Jian needs.

Five kilograms of medicinal materials were left, and only about ten grams of powder was left. Zhou Ting looked at Song Jian blankly, and finally said "prodigal son"!

In the next few days, Song Jian, in addition to picking up Xu Si and Xia Lin to work and school, stayed in Tongren Hall and took Zhou Ting and Zhang Wei to prepare Chinese medicine. All 106 medicines were prepared into small powders, and squandered for 40,000 yuan, and finally only got more than two kilograms of powder. In Zhou Ting's eyes, Song Jian had been defined as the kind of unpragmatic and unpragmatic rich second generation who was full of utopianism.

"Song Jian, don't go back today. It's too late. Let's take a few sips, how about it?" Zhou Wenyi warmly invited Song Jian.

Song Jian smiled, shook his head, and said, "Old Zhou, I'll treat you to drink next time. You have helped me so much. Today is not possible, I have something to do tomorrow."

"What's going to happen on Sunday? You shouldn't have to pick up your boss tomorrow." Zhou Wenyi was unhappy.

Song Jian said: "I have to see someone tomorrow. Next time, I will definitely invite you Mr. Zhou, so I won't leave it today. I'll bother you these days."

"Okay, then, don't forget to go to the Legendary Chinese Medicine Exhibition next week and you can also check it out. There may be the medicine you need," Zhou Wenyi explained.

Song Jian said goodbye to Zhou Wenyi, Zhou Ting, and Zhang Wei. After more than four days of hard work, they finally finished preparing these 106 drugs. During this period, Song Jian also inquired about Zhou Wenyi about the Centennial Huaiyao and Polygonum multiflorum. Zhou Wenyi also said that he would help Song Jian pay attention, but there were no these two drugs in his store.

After getting in the car, Song Jian drove towards Jinxiu Home.

It was already late, and the traffic was sparse, which made the noisy Gusu City temporarily quiet.

Song Jian was in a good mood and drove towards the house with his treasure.

A motorcycle was parked by the roadside. The people on the motorcycle were wearing helmets and holding a cigarette butt in their mouths. In the dark night, the spark of the cigarette butt was very conspicuous.

Song Jian glanced at the man in confusion, and for some reason, a sudden cold suddenly rose in his heart.

"not good!"

Song Jian stepped on the brakes suddenly. Although he didn't know what was wrong, his cold intuition told him that there must be some danger!

"boom!"

A ball of fire suddenly lit up in front of him, followed by a huge airflow.

"Slam" and the windshield shattered and attacked Song Jian.

At this moment, Song Jian felt that his movements were incredibly fast. He grabbed the seat belt with both hands, and his body slid down from the seat and hid under the seat.

"Cangtong!"

The whole car swayed violently, and under the impact of the explosive airflow, a piece of the front of the car immediately collapsed.

With a "bang", Song Jian's body was unstable and his head hit the iron rack under the seat, and the sky and the earth were swaying in a daze.

"Ka, da, da..."

The unique sound of military boots stepping on the ground came.

"Someone wants to kill me," Song Jian understood, "The other party was very arrogant and dared to use ** on the road."

A figure walked to the car leisurely, "The guy with a big life actually needs me to make up two shots."

The killer was very arrogant, and at this time he was still talking to himself slowly.

Song Jian hid under the seat and avoided the damage of the glass slag in front of the car, but his mind was also dizzy. In a daze, Song Jian saw a man wearing a light gray windbreaker coming to the car window and took out a short-caliber gun from his trench coat pocket with his right hand.

"I still know how to hide," the other party sneered, his fingers were about to be pulled down.

Song Jian knew that his life was at stake at this time, so he used all his strength to kick the car door with a "bang".

The deformed car door was kicked open by Song Jian and hit the man in the windbreaker with a clang. At the same time, the gun in his hand also blasted, spitting out a breath of fireworks, and the bullet spiraled and rubbed Song Jian's scalp and shot it onto the seat.

"interesting!"

The man in the windbreaker was hit and took a few steps back. He laughed gloomyly and aimed the gun in his hand at the car again.

"You are already surrounded by the police! Put down your weapons quickly and strive for leniency!"

A sirens suddenly sounded on the road in the distance, accompanied by the sirens, and there was also an anxious voice from a woman. Obviously, a policeman was rushing to this place quickly.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The man in the windbreaker quickly walked to the car window and shot four shots into the car window. Seeing that he could not see Song Jian's face, he cursed, then turned around and ran away.

Not long after, the motorcycle left with a roar.

Song Jian had already crawled under the seat behind the car. When he heard the killer leave, Song Jian raised his head hard and looked at the back of the person who left. Then he felt the darkness in front of him and fainted.

When she woke up again, Song Jian felt that she was being shaken violently.

"Ah...stop!"

Song Jian spoke weakly, and in a daze, a beautiful face full of panic appeared in his sight.

Song Jian took a breath and slowly woke up. Then he realized that he was lying in the other person's arms, which was soft and very big. Moreover, this woman turned out to be a policeman.

"Thank you," Song Jian spoke. He knew that it was this woman who scared the killer away.

"You...you finally woke up and scared me to death." The woman's voice was soft and it sounded very nice.

Song Jian stood up shakingly. The first thing he thought of was the medicine powder in his car, that medicine powder, but the guarantee of his rapid growth in his strength.

Song Jian took out the bag of medicine powder from the car, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and looked at the woman and said, "Thank you so much."

The woman also came to her senses, and her little hands were trembling slightly, "It's okay, the other party... the other party is too arrogant and has a gun."

Song Jian didn't understand why the female policeman was so timid. He smiled and said, "Have you called the police?"

"Ah! By the way, I forgot to inform the bureau!" The woman screamed, hurriedly walked over to the police motorcycle beside her, and quickly described the situation here on the walkie-talkie.

Song Jian knew that although the killer had left, it would take some time for the subsequent interrogation. He did not rush and called Xu Si first and told her that something was wrong and that she would arrive home later.

"Hello, my name is Song Jian. What is your name? You were so brave just now. If you hadn't arrived quickly, I would have been killed by the other party just now." Song Jian said sincerely.

"My name is Li Mengya," the other party's policewoman blushed slightly, "Everyone says I'm timid, and my colleagues make fun of me."

Song Jian smiled slightly. If it weren't for Li Mengya's police uniform, he would never have thought that this girl would blush when she spoke. It was a people's policeman.

Not long after, two police cars arrived. One of the people who led the lead was fat. From the badge on his shoulder, he could see that this person was the deputy director of the Gusu Municipal Public Security Bureau.

"Mengya, are you okay? Are you injured?" As soon as the deputy director arrived, he actually asked Li Mengya about her injuries first, and ignored Song Jian, who was covered in blood on the side.

Li Mengya shook her head and said, "Report to Director, I'm fine. Song Jian was attacked by ** and then shot again."

"Explosion? Shooting?" The deputy director was stunned for a moment, then looked at Song Jian, waved his hand, and said, "Take it away, go back to the bureau, young man, is your injury important? Do you need 120?"

Song Jian shook his head, "A small hole was scraped by the iron sheet under the seat. The director just gave me a band-aid."

"Puchi", Li Mengya, who was beside her, covered her mouth and laughed, then quickly turned her head.

It was very difficult for the police from the brigade to come to the scene and carefully surveyed it. Song Jian was also taken to the police station and asked carefully three times.

Song Jian naturally replied in detail, describing the process of being assassinated three times in detail.

"Who have you offended recently?" asked a bearded detective.

Song Jian thought carefully and said, "I am just a driver. I have never offended any big shot. Could it be that the other party came to assassinate my boss?"

The detective looked at Song Jian, then nodded, and said, "Okay, Song Jian, you can go back. Don't worry, we will send someone to protect you in secret."

After Song Jian left, the detective sighed, "Leopard, are you still unwilling to give up?"
Chapter completed!