Chapter 260 Confident

Wang Deming responded casually and joked, "Master's wife, no wonder you are willing to spend money to buy so much meat today! Usually you only cut two taels of meat to taste."

"Tsk, tsk, look, this piece of mutton on your chopping board must weigh at least 2 or 3 kilograms, right?"

The master's wife held the knife with both hands, the knife light flying up and down, "chop, chop, chop", the thick elm chopping board kept vibrating. Occasionally, she used the blade of the knife to turn the chopped meat over and continued chopping. The finer the meat filling is for dumplings, the better.

My sister-in-law was chopping onions and ginger at another vegetable vendor's place, with much smaller movements. The chopping sounds from both sides were surprisingly pleasant to the ears.

"Haha, my husband and I don't have to worry about retirement, and we don't need to save money now! It is said that my husband's pension can get 6% of the current salary! 7 or 8 yuan a month, we don't have to spend money on medical treatment in the future, how can we spend it all?"

"From now on, I will spend all my money on my grandchildren."

Speaking of her grandson, the master's wife stopped what she was doing, took a breath, and then told the master's wife, "Huizhen, you don't need to be busy here. Go check on the child. I think the child will wake up soon."

"Yeah." The master's wife took off her apron, dusted off the dust on her body with a towel, and went into the west room.

After a while, the voice of the sister-in-law coaxing the child could be heard from the west room, "Baby, you're awake. Go play by yourself. You're so good."

Occasionally, the sound of babies laughing "ha, huh" could be heard.

Hearing her eldest grandson's laughter, the master's wife chopped the stuffing more gently.

At the beginning of this year, my sister-in-law gave birth to a big fat boy. The old couple were so happy that they seemed to be ten years younger.

The old couple had no children in their lifetime. Their only adopted daughter was the niece of their master's wife, who was adopted when she was 7 or 8 years old. Later, they married her to their apprentice.

Although their adopted daughter and apprentice are both filial, just like their biological children, the old couple have never gone through the process of raising a child, so they still feel a little regretful.

The birth of their grandson filled the last regret in the hearts of the old couple.
The old couple showed the closeness between generations vividly. They asked Wang Deming for help to buy the milk powder; the diaper ring was made of specially bought fine cotton cloth that was washed and cut; the coal was bought by someone else for the best smokeless coal. In short, there were many other things.

When Master Xia Xiwu and Senior Brother Wu Dinghuan came home from get off work, they saw Wang Deming standing in the main hall with a big smile on his face. Xia Xiwu was delighted and said with a sigh, "Hey, Deming, you're finally back!"

He brushed off the dust on his clothes, washed his face and wiped his hands, while saying: "If you don't come back, your brother's secondment will become a transfer."

"This shows that my level is higher than mine."

"Haha, you're still so pretentious at home. Dinghuan, you chat with Deming for a while. I'm going to go see my eldest grandson. He must miss grandpa after not seeing him for a day."

Xia Xiwu chatted with Wang Deming for a few words while changing clothes, then hurried to the door to ask, and went into the west room to play with his grandson.
Senior Brother Wu Dinghuan rolled his eyes helplessly, sat down next to Wang Deming, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and asked casually: "Deming, is everything going well in Hong Kong this time?"

"It's OK. Our Chinese medicine factory's partner in Hong Kong has already selected a location for the beverage factory. Later on, we will buy land from the British and filler machines from the French. I estimate that in the second half of next year, the beverage factory in Hong Kong will be able to supply goods to Europe." Wang Deming knew that Wu Dinghuan was just asking this casually and was not concerned about Hong Kong's business.

He quickly explained that the beverage factory in Xiangjiang had already started construction, and then turned to ask, "Brother, has there been any changes in the steel mill recently? Is the transfer that Master just mentioned true or false?"

"Haha," Wu Dinghuan smiled and waved his hands, "What changes can there be in the steel mill? It's only been a month. There's no sign of a transfer. Master is just kidding you."

"Tsk tsk, but it would be great if I could be transferred to the steel mill. The daily work is much less than that in the outpatient department, and the work is quite easy."

"Brother, there are two sides to every story. With less work, you will have less experience, and your medical skills will improve more slowly. It may seem easy now, but you will suffer when you get a salary after the evaluation."

"What loss?" Xia Xiwu came out of the west room with a baby in his arms and a warm smile.

The master's wife, who had been briefly liberated, quickly put on her apron again and made dumplings with the master's wife.

"Oh, Deming and I were talking about the difference between the outpatient department and the factory clinic." Wu Dinghuan reached out to take the child, but Xia Xiwu shook his head to refuse. The old man gently held the child in his arms, gently supported the back of the child's neck with his hand, and slowly sat down.

Wu Dinghuan could only shake his head helplessly and continued, "Deming said that the skills in the factory are improving slowly, and I will suffer a loss when it comes to grading in the future."

"Oh, that's true." Xia Xiwu nodded in agreement, as if he suddenly remembered something, and asked Wang Deming: "Deming, do you want to be transferred back to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Training Hospital?"

"Huh?" Wang Deming, who was drinking tea with his head down, was startled. He looked up in surprise and asked, "Master, you know that I couldn't continue to stay in the TCM Continuing Education School as a lecturer because of my lack of qualifications. Why now?"

"Haha," Xia Xiwu laughed particularly heartily and said, "Things change over time!"

"The teacher is really wise!" Xia Xiwu held the child's neck with his right hand and raised his thumb, sighing: "The government issued a policy a few days ago, calling on Western medicine practitioners to learn Chinese medicine and learn our excellent medical heritage.

Therefore, the TCM Continuing Education School is now preparing to open two more classes to teach Western medicine doctors from major hospitals in Beijing, and to teach them Chinese medicine and Chinese herbal medicine.”

"Yumin thought of you first and came to me to transfer you back to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Continuing Education School."

Wang Deming was stunned when he heard the news. The situation changed so quickly. In the past few years, Chinese medicine was suppressed and there was almost no successor. The old ones were not issued medical certificates, and the young ones were directly arranged to study Western medicine internal medicine. Now, Chinese medicine has become popular again in the blink of an eye!

This world is truly a cycle!
It seems that traditional Chinese medicine has been suppressed for decades in the past, and there is no successor. There are very few people who can take the pulse and perform dialectical analysis.

The country suddenly issued a policy to vigorously support it, and brought back many white-haired old men and women in their 7s and 80s to set up inheritance studios and recognize the master-apprentice inheritance again.
However, over the past few decades, newly-emerged Chinese medicine doctors have been relying on Western medical instruments to diagnose and treat patients, and then prescribing medicines based on traditional prescriptions stored in computers. How easy is it to reverse this situation?

Tsk tsk, the experienced and frugal old lady dared to take the initiative to spend money to buy meat when she knew that the old man had a pension and a secure future.

I really regretted not studying Chinese medicine in my previous life. Chinese medicine becomes more popular as you get older. Even if there is flexible employment after the age of 35, what about it?
But should I go back to TCM school?
(End of this chapter)