Chapter 169 Publishing
Soon?

It's been two months, and you're still so fast?
Do you know how much I have done in these two months?

Hong Kong gave gold to each other and they became sworn brothers; the Chinese medicine factory raised hundreds of thousands of dollars and opened three branches. As a result, they published a book like this. You tell me it will be soon?
Wang Deming's voice unconsciously carried a hint of urgency, and he asked, "Brother Shouyan, how long will it take?"

Although I don’t expect to receive comments like after the publication of the previous “Barefoot Doctor’s Manual”: Barefoot doctors are good!

However, we also hope that after the publication of this "Rural Doctor's Handbook", it will be of some help to the status of traditional Chinese medicine.

After all, before the founding of the People's Republic of China, the average life expectancy of Chinese people was only 35 years old, and Chinese medicinal herbs for treating many common diseases can be picked on the roadside at the village entrance.

For example, the wild vegetable that northerners often pick at this time of year, dandelion, whose scientific name is taraxacum mongolicum, is both a medicine and a food, and has the effects of clearing away heat and detoxifying, reducing swelling and dispersing nodules, and promoting diuresis and relieving stranguria.

There is also Purslane, also known as Ant Vegetable and Five Elements Vegetable, which is also a medicine and food, cooling blood and detoxifying, removing dampness and relieving stranguria, stopping dysentery, etc.
Mr. Zhao, where is the momentum you had when you slammed the table in front of the chairman two months ago?

"Uh, I guess it'll be about two days, right?"

"Two days?"

"Yes, I also mailed the printed Rural Doctors' Handbook to you today. It will take at least two days to arrive in Beijing, right?" Zhao Shouyan on the other end of the phone suddenly chuckled and said, "Haha, Deming, are you anxious?"

"Hey, let me tell you, I didn't expect it would be so difficult to publish a book like this for you? A director of our Commercial Press, named Yu, even came all the way from Beijing to Shanghai to slam the table in front of me!"

"If he wasn't so old and frail, I would have shown him the strength of Columbia's top debater!"

Hearing the old man's surname was Yu, Wang Deming immediately asked, "Is his name Yu Yunyou?"

"Hey Deming, you know him too?"

Wang Deming smiled bitterly, "I know him. He used to make things difficult for Chinese medicine doctors when he was in the Ministry of Health. But I never thought he would stop our Chinese Medicine Association from publishing a book."

"More than that!" Zhao Shouyan suddenly raised his voice: "He actually went to the People's Publishing House and told them that similar medical books must be approved by the Ministry of Health."

Although he had learned that the Rural Doctors' Handbook had been successfully printed and published, Wang Deming was still worried, "Did they not agree?"

"Haha." Zhao Shouyan's smug laughter came from the receiver, and then he said, "I'll ask Uncle Zhang to find the senior leaders of the General Administration of Press and Publication. All the Chinese medicinal materials in this book we published have been passed down since ancient times. The recommended prescriptions also state how many cases have been cured? How many doctors have used them, and the doctors' signatures are included!"

"I still remember Uncle Zhang telling the head of the General Administration of Press and Publication that if this book could not be published, should our country's Compendium of Materia Medica be published?"

"Ha ha."

Luck, it’s really luck!
No, good people will be rewarded!

Although he originally just wanted to cheat some royalties and establish his image, the royalties were actually donated!
I really met a good editor, a good person!

There is true love in the world. Wang Deming said softly on the other end of the phone: "Brother Shouyan, thank you!"

"Hey, Deming, you're being polite. The goal of our Commercial Press is to publish books that benefit the masses and the people. That's our job!"

"By the way, we have received an administrative order from the State Council to call on Chinese masters to edit the Xinhua Dictionary, and I am fortunate enough to be part of it."

"Oh, Brother Shouyan, congratulations! This is a job that will be remembered for generations to come!"

"Haha! The key is Uncle Zhang's recommendation!" Zhao Shouyan laughed heartily, but he was still very sober.

Someone on the other end of the phone called him: Shouyan, come here. "Deming, I'll be busy now. I'll read your new work as soon as it arrives, and then organize its publication."

"Oh, okay, Brother Shouyan, remember to let me know in advance when you return to Beijing."

"must."

Wang Deming put down the phone and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, with the corners of his mouth rising unconsciously. The people like this and it is popular with everyone, so who do you think you are?

First, the profits of Chinese medicine factories can be used to hire more Chinese medicine doctors, and then the "Rural Doctors Manual" is used to enlighten the people. Now they are going to issue a document to ban Chinese medicine? Do they really think they can cover up everything with one hand?

Sure enough, two days later, Wang Deming received the "Rural Doctor's Handbook" filled with the scent of ink from the Commercial Printing Bureau. The bright red cover and the five-pointed star in the center were the same in appearance as the one he had collected in his previous life.

Looking through the catalog, the same is true: diagnosis and treatment of common symptoms; common diseases in children
Wang Deming immediately went to Zhao Shuping with great enthusiasm to present his treasure, "Mr. Shuping, look, our Rural Doctor's Handbook for popularizing traditional Chinese medicine has been successfully published!"

Zhao Shuping, who was organizing people to compile a unified TCM textbook, immediately stopped writing with his brush, looked up in surprise and asked, "So fast?"

Wang Deming was stunned. "How fast? Mr. Shuping, it's been two months!"

Zhao Shuping stroked his sparse beard and laughed heartily, "When I was in the Republic of China, I published two books, "Outline of Chinese Medical History" and "An Outline of Chinese Medicine Systematics", but it took me at least eight months."

"Because this is a professional book, the publisher will also ask Chinese medicine professionals to review it. Otherwise, wouldn't it be misleading if it was published casually?"

"Three trials and three proofreadings!"

Zhao Shuping took the newly published "Rural Doctor's Handbook", stroked the cover gently, and opened it slowly and carefully. The corners of his mouth raised more and more, and finally he laughed heartily again, "Haha, good!"

After closing the book, he tapped it twice, "Having this book is like having tiger wings!"

"Deming, can the Commercial Press mail a few copies to you?"

"Ten copies."

"Okay, then, tomorrow you will deliver all these ten books to the combined Chinese and Western medicine clinics in Deshengmen, Andingmen, and Haidian. Comrades, please bring a copy with you when you go out to see patients, and go to every street and every village to explain the books."

Zhao Shuping's eyes seemed to light up, and he said with longing: "It would be great if there is someone with a high school education in the street or village. We can give him the book for free, but ask him to explain it to the villagers from time to time."

Listening to Zhao Shuping's words, Wang Deming was a little puzzled, because whether it was the folks he met in the village or the neighbors at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang after moving to the city, it seemed that they all had at least a junior high school education.

He asked doubtfully, "Mr. Shuping, I know that the illiteracy rate in our country is very high, but the situation in the capital and its surrounding areas should be much better, right?"

Zhao Shuping nodded and shook his head indifferently, "Deming, that's because the people you meet are all from well-off families, at least they can afford to go to school and learn to read."

"Many families actually have a hard time making ends meet. They spend all their energy trying to make ends meet. So what if tuition is waived?"

"During the Republic of China period, schools used various methods to collect tuition and miscellaneous fees. They collected more than 1 yuan for two years, and then arrested people and detained them for half a month."

"Ugh"

Zhao Shuping did not continue speaking.

Wang Deming felt sympathetic. Education is the future of a country. When will there be some changes, from making the people suffer to making the bureaucrats suffer?
(End of this chapter)