Metal and wood are yin and gentle in nature, and have the function of calming the mind. They are the best choice for traditional Chinese medicine to act as vein sleepers, but they have become extinct since the Tang Dynasty.

Xie Zhengping once said that his veins were passed down by his master. When he died, the veins would be passed on to Wang Xiaobin. In other words, the value of the veins was no longer measured by money, but was spread throughout the world as a symbol of the status of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Grandpa, I bought it for 100,000 yuan, but I love you but didn't bring that much money. Look..." Wang Xiaobin said with some embarrassment. After all, no matter how big the boss is, he can't carry 100,000 yuan with him! Isn't this telling others to come and rob?

"No, I only recognize cash. I don't understand those self-destructing Great Wall checks, and I don't want them either." The old man interrupted Wang Xiaobin very firmly: "I'll wait here, when I get the money, I'll give you the things."

Wang Xiaobin's actions made everyone around him dumbfounded. Is this person a child caregiver? Or is he so rich that he has no place to use it? The old man's answer surprised everyone even more. One hundred thousand yuan, so much cash transactions, let alone whether he can take it out. The question is how did the old man take it home? In the public eye, there must be a stingy man peeking at him.

"Isn't this Dr. Wang Xiaobin?" Someone recognized Wang Xiaobin's identity. As soon as the name was said, everyone understood that Wang Xiaobin was not a joke. He made a continuous large-scale investment, and 100,000 yuan was not a trivial matter!

"Grandpa, can you follow me? Go to the bank, open an account for you, and then I will send a car to you to send it back?" Wang Xiaobin saw someone mentioning his name, so he thought for a while. After all, money is a small amount for him, but it is a big fortune for the elderly. Safety issues must be paid attention to.

"No, I don't care who you are. I sell things, not gifts." The old man firmly rejected Wang Xiaobin's kindness.

"Okay!" Wang Xiaobin nodded helplessly, and then called Yu Feng.

After about ten minutes, Yu Feng ran over panting and handed Wang Xiaobin a small black plastic bag.

"Grandpa, this is 100,000 yuan, do you want to dig it?" Wang Xiaobin handed the small plastic bag to the old man.

Wang Xiaobin's words were purely polite, but the old man really opened the small plastic bag and ordered the money. It had been an hour and a half after the order. Moreover, the old man had to shine in front of the sun for half a day at every single one. The sight of the group was stunned.

"Okay... This Kaneki is yours, alas! If my eldest grandson hadn't studied well and had good luck, I wouldn't have been willing to sell it!"

The old man reluctantly handed the Kaneki solemnly to Wang Xiaobin's hand, then picked up the small plastic bag and left.

"Grandpa, do you think this is the same? It is not convenient for you to carry so much money with you. I'll ask a car to take you back!" Wang Xiaobin said kindly.

"No, I only believe in comrades police. I don't believe in other people." The old man shook his head and said.

"Haha! Then I'll help you find a police car." Wang Xiaobin smiled and took out his cell phone and called Chen Yun.

After about ten minutes, a patrol car was suspended from payroll and stayed at the entrance of the flower and bird market. Two policemen came to Wang Xiaobin.

"Please both of you." Wang Xiaobin said embarrassedly.

"Nothing, Dr. Wang..." the policeman nodded, and then handed his work permit to the old man and said, "Uncle, this is our work permit. If you don't believe it, you can show it to them. There are always people who understand it!"

Wang Xiaobin nodded repeatedly after hearing the police's words. It seemed that he was really like a mountain. It was said by others, and he could say it for a long time.

"This young man, I think you are a good person too. In this way, weren't you going to send me away just now? Now I'll send me back." The old man said to Wang Xiaobin after a long time of inspection.

"Okay, Yu Feng, you take this back and then deposit it in the bank safe. By the way, go to that stall to buy me the French cow. The price was negotiated, 2,000 yuan, and I gave it to my senior brother's house, and I said it was a gift I gave to my sister-in-law." Wang Xiaobin felt that it was okay to go out for a walk anyway, so he handed Jinmu to Yu Feng and instructed.

"I understand, Wang Boer." Yu Feng nodded, then separated everyone and took the lead and walked out.

The police car quickly sent the old man to the place. The old man lived in a private house in the suburbs. Judging from the conditions, the family was really not rich.

"Dad, what are you doing? We found you in the morning and almost called the police." A middle-aged man walked out and shouted excitedly when he saw the old man.

"I went to get the tuition for my eldest grandson. I gave it to me. This is 100,000 yuan. I can settle my eldest grandson and I can still pay a lot of money left in the family!" The old man smiled and handed the money to the middle-aged man.

"Dad...this money?" the middle-aged man opened the small plastic bag and asked in surprise after seeing the ten stacks of money inside.

"It's nothing. I'll sell that piece of gold wood that you always say you want to be a captivity pickle." The old man smiled. It seemed that he was the only one who valued this piece of gold wood. The younger generation did not understand why his ancestors valued a stone so much.

"You go and get rid of your eldest grandson's affairs first. I will go in and say a few words to Dr. Wang Xiaobin and Wang." The old man said to his son with a smile, and then took the lead in walking towards the inner room.

This house doesn't look big in the famous place, but it's very long after entering it. It's large enough, but it's not practical.

Lao Zai led the way in front and walked to the end of the house. He opened a wooden door and walked in.

When Wang Xiaobin walked into the room, he felt a faint fragrance coming. It was the fragrance of sandalwood, not the fragrance of sandalwood. It seemed that the elderly were also people who could enjoy life, but the conditions did not allow it.

The decorations in the room are very simple, just a wardrobe, a small bed slightly wider than a single bed, a desk and a grand master's chair.

"Doctor Wang, what do you think is the value of that piece of gold? "The old man sat on the bed and gave the position of the Grand Master's chair to Wang Xiaobin.

"Golden wood, priceless treasure. If you have to set a price, one million won't be much." Wang Xiaobin replied honestly, because the old man's flickering eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

"Haha! Then do you think you made a profit or lost after spending 100,000 yuan?" the old man asked again.

"Haha! That's it! It doesn't matter whether it's profit or loss. I'm not a businessman and I can't buy and sell things. Jinmu is just a calm thing for rich people, but to me, it's a Chinese medicine body

A representative of status!” Wang Xiaobin smiled and said, if he was really fair, Wang Xiaobin would definitely make a profit today.

"Okay, sincere enough, so how much do you think these books are worth?" The old man nodded and smiled, and suddenly pulled out a cube camphor wooden box with a length, width and height of about 30 centimeters from under the bed, put it on the table and opened it and asked.

Wang Xiaobin did not have any contempt expression. An old man who could regard gold and wood as a family heirloom must have a very famous Chinese medicine in his ancestors. However, Chinese medicine is not other craftsmanship and can be passed down by saying it. It also requires extremely high talent and comprehension ability.

I took out the top book casually, and the yellowed and black cover could no longer tell what the title was. Wang Xiaobin opened the first page.

"The use of medicine is to drive away, and the use of needles is to smooth..."

Wang Xiaobin was shocked. Without looking at how many years this book has, just looking at this sentence in concise words, you can conclude that this book is an ancient Chinese medicine book. The font is also an ancient Chinese character, and it was written by hand. The ink traces seem to have not been completely dry just now because of the dampness.

Wang Xiaobin picked up the second book, and this time he understood the name "The Underworld's Sutra" on the cover of the book.

This book is an appendix to "Netherhood Story", which introduces a detailed explanation of the medicinal materials and treatment process that appeared in "Netherhood Story Story".

"Looking again with the same kind of books is priceless to me. Grandpa, please give me a price!" Wang Xiaobin put the ancient books back into the box and looked at the old man and said.

"A gentleman dies for his confidant. I give you these books, but..." the old man said: "There is one condition, that is, my family will be treated in your hospital for the rest of their lives, free of charge."

"Okay, no problem." Wang Xiaobin nodded, then took out a pen from his pocket Chen, asked the old man again, and asked the old man for a piece of paper, and he picked up the pen and wrote: "It is completely free, a deadline of fifty years, Wang Xiaobin. A certain year, month and day." Then he handed it to the old man.

"Okay, then I'll give it to you soon." The old man took the inestimable piece of paper with satisfaction and issued an order to expel the guest.

Wang Xiaobin had already experienced the old man's strange temper in the flower and bird antique market. He was not surprised now and picked up the box and walked out.

After taking a taxi back to the free clinic stall, Yu Feng was telling other brothers vividly about Wang Xiaobin buying things! At best, Yu Feng just gave money in the past, but described Wang Xiaobin as an expert with rich archaeological experience and experience in antique identification, and then added many onlookers. If he was given a scripture wood, Yu Feng would probably become a storyteller directly.

"Are you so idle?" Wang Xiaobin asked angrily when he saw that only Luo Dawei and two of them were free medical consultations.

"Ah! Wang Touer, you are back! Haha!" Yu Feng stood up embarrassedly and said, "The most feared thing for bragging people is to be exposed. Fortunately, Wang Xiaobin's mood was placed on the box in his arms, and he did not care about Feng's exaggerated statement just now.

"Everyone works until twelve o'clock and goes back to the hospital in the afternoon. Yu Feng, go and book a plane ticket to the United States in three days. If you have something to do, you will get it." Wang Xiaobin thought for a while and said to his beloved disciples.

Everyone started to work hard.

Wang Xiaobin drove back to the hospital with a box in his arms, then returned to his office and locked the door. He wanted to concentrate on understanding the traditional Chinese medicine knowledge described in the book.

There are six books in this box, two of which Wang Xiaobin saw first. The first one can be regarded as a general discussion on acupuncture and medicine, the second one can be regarded as a detailed explanation of the appendix of "Netherlands" and the third one is the production of acupuncture and medicine...

Soon, Wang Xiaobin was immersed in the vast ocean of knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, absorbing and replenishing his own knowledge as if he was greedily sponge.

I don’t know how long it took, but Wang Xiaobin was awakened by a loud noise. He looked up and saw that two special police officers used special door-to-door bumpers to knock down his office door.

"Teacher Wang... are you okay?" Yu Feng rushed in first and asked with concern.

"It's okay! What's wrong?" Wang Xiaobin asked strangely. He was just reading the written word. If he had something to do, wouldn't he call him? Why do you need to ask the special police to hit the door? Could it be that there are criminals in this room?

"Huh! Wang Boer, as you told me, the air ticket time is tomorrow morning." Yu Feng told Wang Xiaobin very obscurely how long he had been here.

"Ah? No!" Wang Xiaobin was startled when he heard Yu Feng's words. He fell back as soon as he stood up. It turned out that his legs were numb, and he felt a piercing pain as soon as he stood up.

"I'm fine, I just read too seriously. I have no limits to my knowledge! That's how it is!" Wang Xiaobin smiled while pulling out two silver needles from the needle's wrist and stabbing them into the acupoints on his thighs to guide the blood, so that his legs can return to normal as soon as possible.

"You will bring this box back to the United States tomorrow and hand it over to the three masters. You will tell the master that it is best to copy and save it. These are all treasures of traditional Chinese medicine!" Wang Xiaobin ordered Feng.

"Yes, I understand, Wang Touer." Yu Feng put all the ancient books into the box, then nodded to show his understanding.

"Xiaobin, Xiaobin... It's fine if you're fine, what are you doing? If you don't answer your phone, you won't be able to call in in the end. The phone number in your office is displayed on the call. Who do you still want to scare to death?" Chen Yun rushed in and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Wang Xiaobin safe and sound.

"Haha! Senior brother, I can help you this time." Wang Xiaobin looked at Chen Yun coming in and smiled. Suddenly, his stomach was very unscrupulous. It would be strange if he didn't eat for so long!
Chapter completed!