Chapter 177: Golden Monkey Rises His Thousand-pound Stick

Then, Qinlao Hutong No. 18 courtyard began to get busy. Traditional Chinese medicine has the same origin as food: yam, lotus seeds, jujube, wolfberry, walnut kernel, Poria cocos.
Therefore, if we want to develop health products or nutritional supplements suitable for the physiques of Europeans and Americans, we need doctors like those from the Chinese Medicine Association to use their brains.

The only thing that is preventing them from starting now is that they don’t have enough materials - foreigners.

According to them, we must know the constitution of foreigners in order to prescribe the right medicine.
Bah, Wang Deming wanted to knock these old men's heads open. Why are they so stubborn? I almost said that what we want to sell is the powerful pill. He patiently explained again and again: "Mr. Shuping, Mr. Youbo, didn't I make it very clear before?"

"We sell nutritional products and dietary supplements, such as fish oil. According to Western medicine, it contains vitamins A and D, so it can supplement calcium. Don't Chinese medicine practitioners use oyster shells as a Chinese medicine? It's similar."

"So, we just need to combine a few more recipes that won't hurt you, such as those that detoxify and nourish the skin, moisturize the intestines and promote bowel movements, nourish the kidneys and strengthen the yang, and strengthen the body."

Zhao Shuping and the others still shook their heads and said confidently: "We also need to know what the foreigner's physique is like? What is lacking in his body?"

"For example, the fish oil you just mentioned, Deming. Some people in our country also eat it to supplement nutrition. But foreigners are tall and strong, so they don't lack nutrition, right? They also like to eat rhubarb, which means they have constipation, so they need to have diarrhea! The Ma Zi Ren Wan in "Treatise on Febrile Diseases": rhubarb, hemp seeds, almonds, and honey, is very good."

"But after all, their physiques are different. They have been eating rhubarb before, so it's hard to control the amount."

Guan Youbo also disagreed: "That's right. We are also trying to make a name for Chinese medicine. We must make a splash. Otherwise, if we sell it to others and they don't like it, no one will buy it. Our hard work is a small matter, but it will affect our grand plan to develop Chinese medicine."

Oh, if all doctors in the past had such medical ethics instead of business ethics, how great would it be?

Wang Deming was in a state of headache. "But where can I find so many foreigners?"

"Deming, we believe you will find a way!"

"That's right!"

Alas, everything is difficult at the beginning. What to do? Just chill!

If it really doesn't work, I can only make up a few prescriptions myself, go to Hong Kong to find someone to do experiments, and sell them.
Hey, Chinese patent medicines, medicinal liquors for treating rheumatism and aphrodisiacs have been sold in Hong Kong for such a long time. Could it be that foreigners are already buying and using them?
Wang Deming did what he thought and rode his bike directly to the telegraph office.

Although the country has now established the Ministry of Posts and Telecommunications, it has not yet been fully unified and integrated: the Postal Administration is located at the intersection of Gong'an Street and Xinda Road in the south of Tiananmen Square, and the Beijing Police Department is to the north; the Telephone Bureau is located on the south bank of Xinhua Street outside Hepingmen, also known as the Changdian South Bureau;

The telegraph office is at the intersection of East Chang'an Avenue and Wangfujing Street, opposite the Beijing Hotel.

The telegraph office was established as early as 1907 during the reign of Emperor Guangxu. It was a four-story European-style building with a clock tower. Because it was located on East Chang'an Avenue, it was also known as Dongying. Therefore, certain warlords in the Republic of China would often send telegrams to the whole country, referring to the telegraph.

In 50, international telegraph circuits and photo fax circuits were opened to Moscow, Prague, Vladivostok and other places, and of course Hong Kong.

Send a telegram to Ho Ying-tung's younger brother: Are there any foreigners who buy Chinese patent medicine and medicinal wine in Hong Kong? If so, what are the effects after use? Deming.

Including the signature, there are 30 characters in total, and each character costs 1 cents, so Wang Deming spent 2 cents. Wow, it's really expensive!

It's much more expensive than online novels. 3 cents per thousand words, no wonder all the great writers can write such good articles.

After sending the telegram, Wang Deming unlocked the Fengtou car and glanced at the Beijing Hotel nearby. Many cars were parked at the door. He had good eyesight and saw many blond foreigners inside and outside the door.

Foreigners! Isn't this a case of searching for something in vain?

Wang Deming jumped on his bicycle and rode to the entrance of Beijing Hotel. With a warm smile on his face, he waved to a big-nosed woman with brown hair and blue eyes, "Hello, hello!"

The big-nosed woman was very surprised to see Wang Deming's enthusiasm. Since coming to China, except for the official personnel, ordinary people seemed to see a ghost and stayed away from them. This was the first time someone took the initiative to rush up to them and talk to them. And it was a handsome young man.

The big-nosed woman turned her head slightly and looked at Wang Deming. Her eyes lit up and she immediately muttered a bunch of words:

"Здравствуйте.Чтовыделаете?"

"What?" Wang Deming blinked his eyes. Damn, I don't understand anything! I studied English so hard in my previous life and finally passed the Level 6 test.

"Выговоритепо-русски?Молодойкрасивыймужчина."

Alas, it was Russian! Wang Deming suddenly remembered a movie he had seen in his previous life, a story about a man who hijacked a train to Moscow. In the movie, a fat conductor and a big-nosed woman spoke with their tongues trembling.

Wang Deming gestured, pointing at his nose and then at the other person, "I, me, uh, you, uh, could you speak Chinese? Or English?"

The big-nosed woman blinked her big blue eyes, shrugged, the corners of her lips turned up slightly, and said a series of words in her mouth: "О, красавчик, тыхочешьспроситьменя, говорюлияпо-английски?Илипо-китайски?Ач тобывысделали,еслибыязналатолькорусский?”

Well, it's over. I can't fool people because we don't speak the same language. No, there's no way to communicate.
At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a blue Zhongshan suit, glasses and a Lenin cap hurried out of the Beijing Hotel and started talking to the big-nosed woman.

Then he asked Wang Deming very seriously: "Where did you come from, little comrade? Don't you know that this is a foreign guest? Don't you know that you can't offend him casually? Get out of here!"

Wang Deming seemed to be poured with cold water. What the hell, you didn’t even ask clearly and just came up and asked me directly, accusing me of offending the foreigners. Are you a hypocrite?

His face immediately darkened and he retorted: "How can you talk like that?"

"How can it be wrong for me, as a Chinese, to welcome guests from afar?"

"Or is it that your comrade is still a Manchu at heart, groveling before foreigners and beating and scolding his own people at will?"

"You, you little comrade are unreasonable!"

"Why, did I hit the nail on the head?"

"Don't you know what diplomatic influence is?"

"I only know that I am standing on Chinese soil and greeting someone. Why should I be wrong just because the other person is a foreigner?"

"If you don't leave, I'll call the guards! I'll tell your leader!"

"Okay, if you don't sue my leader, I will sue your leader. You are from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, right? Wait for me to write a letter of complaint! You treat your comrades coldly and servilely to foreigners. Ugh!"

Wang Deming saw several people wearing white police jackets with holsters on their waists walking towards this side. He said something harsh, jumped into the car and ran away.
"Pah!" He looked back while riding, and slowed down when he found that no one was following him.

The current Beijing Hotel is just one building with only seven floors. However, the hotel is affiliated to the State Council's Office Affairs Management Bureau. The "First Banquet of the Founding of the People's Republic of China" was held here, and it is also the venue for state affairs activities and foreign affairs receptions.

Not to mention that Wang Deming is just a commoner, even if he is a department-level cadre he cannot get in because he is not of high enough rank.

How can I trick those big-nosed people into doing human experiments?
　Today I watched a video and saw a girl from Yan'an Middle School who passed away in her prime. I felt so sad that I haven't been in the mood to write anything yet.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)