Ultimate Village Doctor

Chapter One Hundred Seventy-Nine

As soon as Long Xiaoshan walked into the backyard, he smelled the scent of medicinal herbs that refreshed both mind and spirit.

He fixed his gaze and looked closer.

His eyes suddenly brightened, and he hurried over to the side of several medicinal pots.

He saw that every herb in the pots had grown larger, its branches and leaves lush and dripping with vitality, emitting a strong medicinal fragrance, a world of difference from the herbs that had just been put in for cultivation.

Long Xiaoshan checked the growth of the medicinal herbs.

The age of medicinal herbs could be told in many ways.

With Long Xiaoshan's knowledge of medicines,

a moment later,

his eyes showed a look of surprise; the ginseng that originally had only ten years' worth had, with the catalysis of Spiritual Liquid, actually reached thirty years' worth, that is, a single drop of Spiritual Liquid had made it grow an additional twenty years.

Ten-year-old ginseng could be bought in the market for a few thousand yuan, but thirty-year-old ginseng could not be thought of without several hundred thousand yuan.

That was the difference.

Long Xiaoshan then checked other herbs like notoginseng, polygonum multiflorum, and Dragon Bone Grass.

Each type of medicinal herb had indeed grown by twenty or thirty years.

Long Xiaoshan rubbed his hands with glowing eyes, impressed. As a Pill Master, he certainly understood that the rarity of elixir pills lay not just in the alchemy recipes, but in the medicinal herbs.

Even the Lesser Qi Nurturing Pill, the most basic among the elixir pills, still required Hundred-Year-Old Medicine.

Even the most basic elixir required Hundred-Year-Old Medicine; no wonder the elixir pills in the world were so rare.

It was difficult to find medicinal herbs, especially those of a certain age – they were even rarer, and yet, he could use the Jade Purifying Bottle in his hand to promote the growth of medicinal herbs. Were this to leak out, countless people would be envious.

Thinking of this,

Long Xiaoshan's expression became stern; an innocent man incurs blame by possessing a jade.

Having something like an estate producing health-preserving farm products was alright.

Although it would also attract many people's jealousy and covetousness, with his current strength, he would still be able to keep it under control.

But the ability to promote the growth of medicinal herbs must be kept as his greatest secret.

He couldn't even tell his parents.

This wasn't because he didn't trust his parents,

but such a matter, if accidentally leaked, could bring tremendous trouble.

After all, this was something that could make true cultivators incredibly envious.

Long Xiaoshan moved these medicinal herbs inside the house; to grow them he only needed Spiritual Liquid, no need for sunlight or rainwater, so it was fine to grow them inside a room.

He continued to drip Spiritual Liquid on each herb, then locked the room door securely.

Long Xiaoshan went outside and called for Black Whirlwind. Now, Black Whirlwind was a mighty Wolf King, its height reaching a man's chest, eyes emitting a cold, fierce light, its fur glossy and intimidating.

Most terrifying was its spiritual wisdom, which far surpassed that of an ordinary dog; besides not being able to speak, it was nearly on the level of a human.

Ever since he had Black Whirlwind, and a pack of big dogs cultivated with Spiritual Liquid patrolling, no thefts occurred on the entire farm.

Long Xiaoshan gave a drop of Spiritual Liquid to Black Whirlwind, pointed towards the door where the herbs were grown, and said, "Guard this place. Don't let anyone in."

Black Whirlwind howled in response, nodding its head at Long Xiaoshan with remarkable Spiritual Nature.

Long Xiaoshan left with peace of mind.

With Black Whirlwind there, he was not afraid that anyone would discover his medicinal herbs.

Moreover, he wanted to use the Spiritual Liquid to continue nurturing Black Whirlwind, curious to see to what extent it could evolve.

Leaving the house, Long Xiaoshan strolled around the farm before heading towards the office building. The farm was on the right track now, with an investment of over a billion in funds. Shareholders Shangguan Baihe and Gu Jingheng had dispatched several professionals to manage the farm.

The professionalism made a difference.

Every aspect of the farm became well-organized.

Long Xiaoshan was not someone who clung to power. Longyang Group was originally established to benefit the villagers. If he really wanted to make money, he had much quicker ways than running a farm.

Besides Long Xiaoshan as the president, several department managers had been appointed.

Long Xiaoshan was often away from the farm.

Therefore, he had essentially handed over the managing rights of the farm to those department managers.

Although he initially wanted to leave it to Chun Tao and his family.

However, the reality was their capabilities were far from sufficient. His family were uneducated farmers; they were suitable for farming but managing a corporation with over a billion in funds was beyond their abilities.

Besides, Long Xiaoshan was a man of insight and knew that many large corporations hired professional managers to handle their business, so it was quite normal for him to entrust Longyang Group to more professional hands.

Long Xiaoshan, hands behind his back, walked into the courtyard of the office building.

There were quite a few people in the office building.

Long Xiaoshan had only met them once or twice; they were all hired from outside.

The president's office was on the second floor. As Long Xiaoshan approached the staircase, his ears twitched, and he retreated, heading instead to the door of the accounting office.

The door of the accounting office was closed.

But to Long Xiaoshan, whether it was closed or not made no difference.

He looked through the door panel into the accounting office, where, apart from Jin Lian sitting there, there was also a man in a suit and leather shoes, bending over next to Jin Lian and pointing something out. Intentionally or unintentionally, half of his body was leaning against Jin Lian.

"Not bad, not bad, Jin Lian, you're learning fast. I can hardly believe you've only been studying computers for a month, and you've already mastered the financial software," the man in the suit said with a smile.

"It's all thanks to Manager Zhou's good teaching," Jin Lian subtly shifted to the side as she spoke.

"Haha, what's this, really? I graduated from Columbia University, USA. Such software is a small case for me. I used to work at Goldman Sachs," the man in the suit boasted with a Hong Kong accent, exuding a sense of arrogance.

Jin Lian didn't understand what Goldman Sachs was, but she knew about America and couldn't help but show a hint of admiration. "Manager Zhou, you studied abroad in America? That's amazing."

"Hehe," the man in the suit smiled lightly, a look of contempt and smugness darting across his eyes.

He believed this village woman had been impressed by him.

Initially unhappy about being reassigned by Gu Jingheng, he had been unsatisfied with leaving the glamorous metropolis of Hong Kong Island for such a poor rural area. If not for the irresistible offer extended by Gu Jingheng, he would never have come.

However, he hadn't expected to find so many exceptional women in this impoverished ravine.

Xu Chuntao, the assistant in the president's office, was said to be the president's woman and was therefore untouchable for now.

But Jin Lian was no less attractive than Chuntao, especially her mature figure, which was breathtaking and left him itching for more.

He had already set his sights on her.

The man in the suit placed his hand on Jin Lian's shoulder and caressed it, saying, "Jin Lian, I have high hopes for you. Follow my lead, and I won't be here long. When I go back to Hong Kong Island, I'll take you with me. From then on, you'll be a Hong Kong Islander."

Being from Hong Kong Island carried prestige in many inland cities.

A village woman, upon hearing she could become a Hong Kong Islander, would likely melt at the prospect.

"Manager Zhou, what are you doing?"

Jin Lian suddenly swatted away the hand Manager Zhou had placed on her shoulder, speaking with a hint of anger.

Manager Zhou's face immediately darkened.