When he got home in the evening, Zhang Yan got into the cellar and started working.

He needs to cut up the tiger meat and send it to the factory leaders tomorrow.

The leaders in the factory all knew that Zhang Yan's comrades had sent him a whole tiger and they were all waiting to eat the tiger meat.

Because Zhang Yan was busy at Xicheng Hospital, he didn't send tiger meat to everyone.

Now that he is back, he must personally deliver it to the leaders. This is etiquette and the rule for giving gifts during the New Year.

This is not a fresh tiger, but a tiger that has been frozen stiff. It is not that easy to remove the bones and extract the meat.

Even with Zhang Yan's sword skills, it was very troublesome.

In the end, Zhang Yan simply stopped worrying about removing the bones to get the meat, and just took the bones and chopped them into pieces.

Each piece is not very big, only about two or three pounds.

There is no way, there are too many people who know about it, and it will not look good on anyone who gives it or not.

That's how people are, they don't suffer from poverty and inequality.

If Zhang Yan doesn't give it to anyone, everyone will be disappointed and secretly curse Zhang Yan for not being a good person and being stingy.

However, if some give it and some don't, it will offend others.

Those who did not receive the meat would hold grudges against Zhang Yan and look down upon him.

Therefore, Zhang Yan could only send it to every leader as much as possible.

The leaders here only include leaders at the deputy factory director level plus leaders of the logistics department. Zhang Yan cannot send those workshop directors and supervisors of other departments to them.

I can't afford it as a gift, and according to the workshop director, another tiger won't be enough.

After all, it's not just the leaders in the factory who need to send it, there are also some leaders on Tong Mei's side who need to send it, Duan Changan and the others also need to send a piece of tiger meat, and Zhao Shengli and the other five also need to give it.

Also, Wen Youliang has been thinking about it for a long time, and reminded him secretly several times today.

Wen Youliang gave it, and Dr. Zhen Jia also had to give it, and...

While dividing the meat, Zhang Yan couldn't help but shake his head.

This society is like this, there are human calculations everywhere.

If you are not careful, you may offend others.

Zhang Yan kept busy until dinner, continued working after dinner, and continued working until midnight.

The next day, Zhang Yan and Tong Mei each took their portions of tiger meat and left home.

"Dean Liang, it's Chinese New Year, and I don't know what gift to give you. You can take the tiger meat back and try it as a gift from your comrades."

"Dr. Zhen, Dr. Jia, it's Chinese New Year. Please take some of the tiger meat sent by your comrades home to try."

"Master Wen, this is the tiger meat you have been thinking about for a long time. You are a cook, so you don't need me to teach you how to eat it, right?"

Zhang Yan first gave a piece of tiger meat to all his colleagues at Red Star Hospital.

Then he took the other tiger meat and went to the factory office building.

"Xiao Zhang is here, you have made our steel rolling mill look bad this time." Seeing Zhang Yan come in, Director Yang enthusiastically moved Zhang Yan to the sofa.

"Director, this is what I should do. Please stop praising me. If you praise me again, I will be proud."

"What's wrong with the pride? You are the pride of our steel rolling mill! Now, among the leaders of various departments in Xicheng District, who doesn't know that there is a miracle doctor in the hospital affiliated to our steel rolling mill?" Director Yang said loudly, patting the sofa.

"Director, I don't dare to be a miracle doctor. I'm still far behind and need to learn more." Zhang Yan quickly said modestly.

"Director, some time ago, my comrades sent a tiger to you, but because I was at Xicheng Hospital, I didn't have time to send it to you.

Just in time, I'll treat it as a New Year's gift to you, don't mind it." Zhang Yan took out a large piece of chopped tiger meat from his bag.

It weighs about ten kilograms.

"Haha, I heard that this tiger meat is a good thing, how could I dislike it?

If anyone dislikes it, just take it back, I won't dislike it." Director Yang took a look at the tiger meat and made a joke happily.

"Uh!" Zhang Yan smiled awkwardly, Director Yang said it was difficult to accept this.

"If anyone dislikes it, I will definitely send it to Director Yang."

"Haha! I heard that you brewed a lot of tiger bone wine?"

"Well, I haven't had time to brew it yet!" Zhang Yan scratched his head.

He had asked Lao Liangtou to go to the logistics office to purchase high-strength liquor, but the high-strength liquor was bought back. He had been busy at Xicheng Hospital and did not have time to make tiger bone wine.

"It doesn't matter. When it's brewed, give me a few bottles. Let's see what kind of wine is suitable for me in this situation."

"You usually drink some tiger bone wine, but not too much each time. It is best to control it within half a liang.

You can drink some Tiger Qian wine in the middle, and it’s still within half a tael." Zhang Yan thought for a while and said.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. When the medicinal wine is ready, send me a few bottles." Director Yang smiled and nodded.

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In fact, not only him, but everyone in the entire steel rolling mill who thinks they have some status is looking forward to it.

Hu Qian Liquor is known as the Hu Qian Liquor at a men’s gas station. How can a man not look forward to it?

"Director, don't worry. I can't guarantee anything else. The director's medicinal wine will definitely be indispensable in the future." Zhang Yan quickly assured.

"Haha, this is what you said. If I don't do it anymore in the future, I will ask you for it!

Did Dean Liang tell you?

Make a little more of that Tiger Qian wine of yours.

In this way, when we visit the factory during the Mid-Autumn Festival and Chinese New Year next year, we don’t have to worry about giving anything away." Director Yang said with a smile.

"Okay, director! This time I plan to brew most of it into tiger submerged wine and a small amount into tiger bone wine." Zhang Yan agreed politely.

As a Chinese medicine practitioner and a married Chinese medicine practitioner, I naturally know that the market demand for Huqian wine is greater.

"Work hard! The factory plans to give you more responsibilities next year!" Director Yang finally said.

"Thank you for your leadership's trust. I will definitely do my job well.

Factory Director, you are busy, so I won’t disturb your work." Zhang Yan knew it was time to leave.

After coming out of the factory director's office, Zhang Yan gave the secretary and the three deputy directors of the factory a piece of tiger meat, which was naturally accompanied by false politeness.

By the time we finished delivering the tiger meat and returned to Red Star Hospital, it was almost noon.

Back in the office, Zhang Yan called Duan Changan, Chu Mingxing, and Tian Haiming and asked them to go home to get tiger meat at night.

It was a life-and-death friendship, so there was no need for so many formalities. Even though they couldn't come empty-handed to get tiger meat from Zhang Yan's house, Zhang Yan also had to have a drink with him.

In the afternoon, several patients came. They all came here after hearing about Zhang Yan's reputation.

This made Zhang Yan a little excited.

"Doctor Zhang, I heard that your medical skills are very good. Please tell me what's wrong with my illness. I've taken many medicines but they don't work." The patient said with a smile.
Chapter completed!