Today is September 8th, and the military training will end on September 15th.
"Miss Cai, no matter whether it's a boy or a girl, if you want to pursue the opposite sex, you have to do what he likes. What do you think Mr. Zhou likes?"
As a counselor, Lin Tuo also gave Cai Yameng advice.
Cai Yameng is not like those rich ladies who go out to eat Western food or eat in big restaurants. She eats in the cafeteria like ordinary people.
Lin Tuo, a single man who has never been in love, collected some tips from love masters on the Internet and acted as a strategist for Cai Yameng.
Cai Yameng ate her meal in small bites, thinking about what Zhou Chen was interested in.
Zhou Chen was not interested in ordinary gifts and would not accept them. After all, they were given by himself.
Then the thing he wants to give must be a treasure that Zhou Chen can hardly refuse.
Cai Ya dreamed for a while.
From her grandfather, Cai Yameng already knew that Zhou Chen was not an ordinary person, but a cultivator.
Therefore, he must look down upon ordinary things in the secular world.
Then there are only things from the cultivation world.
But where should we obtain the treasures of the cultivation world?
Although she is a Miss Cai family, she has not practiced ancient martial arts.
So I took out my phone and clicked on a few contacts.
Cai Yameng knows that a cousin of the Cai family is a cultivator, and like herself, is also studying at Beijing University. Maybe she has channels to obtain cultivators' treasures.
"Hey! Sister Yameng, it's so rare that you actually called me." A smart voice came from the other end of the phone.
Cai Yameng said: "Sasha, I have something to ask you. Where are you? Let's meet and talk."
"I remember we seemed to have added WeChat during the Chinese New Year. You send me your location and I'll drive over."
Not long after.
A pink supercar was parked outside the canteen, with an extremely cool appearance.
If you put it in other universities, it would definitely be watched.
However, in a place like Beijing University, where there are crouching tigers and hidden dragons, there are as many second-generation rich people as there are crucian carp crossing the river. You can often see luxury supercars such as Porsche, Lamborghini, and Maserati.
A pair of extremely white long legs stretched out from inside, with well-proportioned leg muscles, full of female health and beauty.
Wearing sneakers, long legs, ultra-short jeans, a bra top and a cool jacket, wearing sunglasses and a peaked cap, he is full of youthful vitality.
"Sister Yameng!" Cai Shasha greeted Cai Yameng at the door of the cafeteria.
Cai Yameng got into Cai Shasha's passenger seat and drove out of the school.
Some boys lamented: "Another rich school beauty, but it's a pity that she left too quickly, otherwise I would have added a WeChat account."
"I advise you not to have any ideas about her, she is just a little witch.
"Does Han Wenqiang know? The guy who changes his girlfriend every day is tall, handsome and rich. He was kicked out of his balls by this little witch two days ago. He is probably still in the ICU now."
"So you'd better know how much you weigh. We can't tame such a little witch."
…
Dream garden.
It is a high-end afternoon tea restaurant near Beijing University.
"Eh? Sister Yameng, why are you interested in things in the cultivation world?" Cai Shasha was eating dessert and was a little curious.
Cai Yameng did not answer and asked again: "You have been in the capital for more than a week. Do you know of any place that sells items from the cultivation world?"
Cai Shasha replied: "Panjiayuan is a place where antiques are sold. I heard that there is a dark market there, which is a market for cultivators to trade."
"However, the reputation there is not good. There are too many scammers and all kinds of exorbitant prices. If you want to buy real treasures from the cultivation world, you have to rely on your own ability to identify items."
"Sister Yameng, you are not a cultivator. It is better not to go to places like that. It is easy to be deceived. Tomorrow night Yunmei Auction Company will have a larger auction, and the items auctioned should include treasures from the cultivation world."
Cai Yameng frowned: "Yunmei Auction Company?"
Cai Shasha introduced: "This is a very mysterious company. It is said that it is a big family in Beijing, and its strength is not inferior to our Cai family. The people served by this company are basically the upper class of society who want to participate in the auction. Certain conditions need to be met.”
"I heard that many cultivation treasures have been auctioned in the past. These cultivation treasures have been personally authenticated by cultivators and will not be faked."
Cai Yameng nodded: "Then how to participate?"
Cai Shasha said: "Just go directly. Someone will check our identity. The Cai family still has status in Yanhuang and will let us participate."
"But...cousin, my second uncle is now...ahem, do you have any money?"
Cai Yameng's father, Cai Tianze, is suffering from cancer, and everyone in Cai's family knows this.
So Cai Jiajia was a little worried that Cai Yameng didn't have much money. After all, at an auction of that level, an auction item could easily cost hundreds of millions.
Cai Yameng basically didn't spend much money since she was a child. She has saved hundreds of millions in pocket money since she was a child.
Moreover, he wanted to give it to Zhou Chen, and both his father and grandfather would support him.
"You can pick me up tomorrow and I'll join in."
…
The next day.
Zhou Chen finished his lunch in the cafeteria, and Zhang Bingnan, who was following him with Dog Skin Plaster, asked himself questions about Chinese medicine and took notes in a small notebook.
"I met a patient this morning who was very strange. She said she had a regular diet and sleep schedule, but why is she still suffering from endocrine disorders?"
Zhou Chen replied: "Excessive use of hormones can also cause endocrine disorders. Ask him what medicine Western medicine prescribed for him."
"oh oh."
Seeing that Zhang Bingnan wanted to ask questions, Zhou Chen quickly stood up: "Okay, it's time to go to the hospital for a consultation."
On the way to the hospital, Zhou Chen asked Zhang Bingnan: "You changed into a dress today, why don't you wear casual clothes?"
In the past, Zhang Bingnan always wore casual and loose clothes under a white coat.
But today, she put on a summer dress, which is very slim and beautiful.
"Yunmei Auction Company will hold an auction tonight. I heard that there is a thousand-year-old ginseng. Grandpa asked me to find a way to get it."
Hearing this, Zhou Chen's heart moved.
If there is a rare medicinal material like thousand-year-old ginseng, doesn't it mean that there are also cultivators' items!
Not to mention anything else, a thousand-year-old ginseng is worth seeing for yourself.
My grandfather also has a thousand-year-old ginseng. Although ginseng is not a spiritual material, it can improve Qi and blood. For a low-level practitioner like me, the benefits are not small.
Zhou Chen knew that the price would definitely be high, so he planned to start with those patients who came to him for treatment of terminal illnesses.
Huaxin Hospital.
After these few days of consultation, Zhou Chen became famous in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Huaxin Hospital.
Especially some aunts and uncles in the capital, in their own social circles, even promoted Zhou Chen as a heavenly doctor and a spiritual official descending to earth.
The Celestial Medicine Secretary Lingguan is a deity in the Yanhuang mythology system, just like people call the number one scholar Wenquxing descending to earth.
It can be said that Zhou Chen's medical skills are highly recognized, so the list of people who come to register every day is already full, and even the chief physician of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine is empty.
"Look, this young man is Si Lingguan's heavenly doctor!"
"Little Heavenly Doctor, look at my waist. It has been hurting for more than ten years!"
"I heard that he can also cure cancer, but I don't know if it's true or not."
"It's definitely impossible. No matter how powerful the medical skills are, they can't cure cancer!"
Zhou Chen picked up the white coat hanging on the hanger nearby. This is Zhou Chen's unique work uniform for the honorary physician of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Since Zhou Chen does not have enough academic qualifications and does not have relevant documents such as medical qualification certificate, he has no real power and can only use his name.
