"Who?" A woman opened the door and went out.

"Auntie Yi!"

"Yanzi!" The woman saw Zhang Yan and smiled and said, "When will I come back? Come into the house and sit!"

Zhang Yan followed the woman into the house, and then handed her the thing in his hand, "My aunt, this is what I respect for the fifth master."

"Oh! You kid, come here, why do you still get so much meat? Take it back and give it to your master." The woman refused with a smile on her face.

"My master, my mother and I have all of them. I specifically respect the fifth master!" Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"You can keep what Yanzi gave it to!" The fifth master was sitting upright on the kang, smoking a dry tobacco pipe.

"Fifth Master, how are you doing?" Zhang Yan asked with a smile.

"Aren't you a doctor? Show me how I'm doing!" said the fifth master happily.

"Looking at your appearance, you look red and white, your body is so good that you can live to death!" Zhang Yan pretended to look at it, and then said seriously.

"Lie to death!

You guy, who doesn't live to death?" The fifth master was stunned for a moment, then knocked Zhang Yan with a pipe.

"Why are you back from the New Year or the Festival? Is there anything wrong?" Wu Master asked with a smile.

He guessed that Zhang Yan would definitely have something to do when he came back at this time.

"There is one thing. Our hospital recently wanted to build a workshop for making Chinese patent medicines, and needed some pharmacy masters.

I think our Zhangjiayu should not lack a pharmaceutical maker! Now, I’ll come back to find you to make a decision.”

"How many do you want?" Wu Ye, who was originally half leaning against the bed, sat up straight.

"Three or five are not too few, and ten or eight are not too many." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Okay! You guy is promising now! Last time I got a quota for being a doctor, but now I have so many quota for being a pharmacist.

OK!

Good kids, don’t forget their fellow villagers if you have the ability.

Even if you are just a temporary worker, it is better than farming at home!" Wu Ye said happily.

"All of them are formal workers!" Zhang Yan said seriously.

"Formal worker? Do you think it's true?" The fifth master jumped up from the kang.

It’s not that the fifth master was shocked, but anyone else would be shocked.

Being able to work as a temporary worker in the city has made countless people envious.

Zhang Ping and Zhang An turned out that serious girls were unwilling to marry them. Since they entered the city to work as temporary workers, the threshold of the family was almost broken by the matchmaker.

If this is a formal worker, someone will probably come to the door to grab the bride.

"Yes, whether it is the previous traditional Chinese medicine training class or this pharmacist, as long as it passes the assessment, it will be a formal worker." Zhang Yan nodded affirmatively.

"Okay! OK!

It’s really a blessing from our ancestors!

Our old Zhang family has a dragon!" The fifth master was very happy and bowed towards the direction of the ancestral hall.

The so-called dragon is naturally about Zhang Yan.

"Fifth Master, you have been too rewarded. I dare not be a dragon. I hope everyone in Zhangjiayu is a dragon."

"Hahaha!

What a dragon!

Not to mention that everyone is a dragon, there are a few more people like your second uncle. I can even laugh when I die." The fifth master laughed happily.

Zhang Yan's second uncle is the most outstanding among Zhangjiayu's modern children and the highest official position, as mentioned before.

"Fifth Master, you are alive. Now that the founding of the People's Republic of China has just been a few years ago, the world is changing unchanged. Our Zhangjiayu cannot do without you!" Zhang Yan said meaningfully.

"Well! You are right. In the early days of the founding of the country, all the political situations were the most frequent changes, and things that changed every day have not happened.

Xiao Yanzi, it’s great that you can have this understanding.

The fifth master is even more at ease with you!

Don’t worry! The fifth master must live well!

If I live, our Zhangjiayu will not be in chaos." The fifth master nodded with relief.

"Yes, you live well and enjoy the blessings of the New China." Zhang Yan saw that the fifth master understood what he said, and then said.

"Are there any age requirements for pharmacists?"

“There is no age requirement.

In fact, it is better to be older if you want to say a little selfish. Zhang Yan smiled.

“It’s better to be bigger?”

"Yes! I'll retire in a few years.

Nowadays, the country’s policy is that when retirement, children can take over.” Zhang Yan explained with a smile.

"Hahaha!" The fifth master laughed and pointed at Zhang Yan, very happy.

This is the good man of the Zhang family, who is devoted to the family considerations.

For clans, it doesn’t depend on how capable you are, but on how much contribution you can make to the clan.

In other words, how much light can the clan members take with you?

Having the ability to help the clan is not an unnecessary effort.

It is a kind of exchange of interests that each takes needs.

One fence has three stakes, one hero has three helpers.

Some people may say that the people who betray the clans in the end are often the clans, but when they succeed in the early stages, they can rely on this clan relationship.

It’s not that everyone has a destiny pig’s feet, and the domineering spirit is everywhere, and all kinds of talents are rushing to be their younger brothers for the pig’s feet.

Even some destiny pigs can only achieve something by relying on the help of clans in the early stage.

In later generations, in those small and medium-sized companies, there were a lot of relatives who were not aunts and aunts.

Those who also say that clan relatives will betray them should really learn Chen Jianghe in "The Chicken Feathers Fly to the Sky".

Let’s see what the pattern is.

"Okay! I'll arrange someone for you now. Our old Zhang family doesn't lack pharmacists.

Let me tell you that Heyantang was rushing to ask for the pills from our old Zhang family in the past." The fifth master said with a smile.

Zhang Yan has heard that a long time ago, Zhang Jiayu once offered pills to Heyantang, and the purchase was pretty good.

They are all prescriptions passed down from ancestors. One is pills that nourish the middle and nourish qi, and the other is ointment that promotes blood circulation, removes blood stasis, strengthens muscles and strengthens bones.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

The effect is similar to the ointment made by Zhang Yan, and the effect is slightly worse.

However, Heyantang later cracked the prescription and then terminated his cooperation with Zhangjiayu.

This is reality, society is sinister and full of intrigue.

Even though he knew that Heyantang had taken away the Zhang family's prescription, what could he do?

It is one of the best pharmacies in the Sijiu City. It has a history of hundreds of years and has a deep foundation. Zhangjiayu cannot do anything to others.

Even if you go to a lawsuit, you can't win.

Once the prescription is cracked, do a little addition or subtraction.

You said that the prescription is yours, and the ingredients of the medicine are not right, who believes it?

"I know, that's why I came to the fifth master for help!" Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Good boy!" The fifth master nodded with relief.

There are many capable people in the countryside, but not everyone can go to the city to work as a worker.

If a person can go to the city to earn a salary, he can solve the family's livelihood.

Zhang Yan got twenty places at once, which was equivalent to solving the livelihoods of twenty families.

The fifth master has been able to foresee that Zhangjiayu will get better and better in the future.

What is rare is that Zhang Yan does not take credit and is very modest.

This is particularly satisfying to the fifth master.

After chatting with the fifth master for a while, Zhang Yan refused to keep the fifth master and returned home.

Zhang's mother had already prepared the meal and was waiting for him.

And Zhang Fusheng wouldn't wait for him, and he had already drunk a little wine.

Looking at the bottle of medicinal wine that had almost half a bottle, Zhang Yan grabbed the bottle, "I'm not telling you that you can't drink too much of this medicinal wine.
To be continued...