Zhang Jiaqiang didn't waste any time and threw the canvas bag directly over, "It was originally one million, but now there are still ninety left, so you can make do with it!"
Guo Yonggang caught the heavy bag with a surprised look on his face, "Boss, what are you doing? Did I say you need so much money? One hundred and eighty thousand is enough!"
As he spoke, he opened his bag, took out a bundle of banknotes, and returned the rest.
"If my comrade-in-arms hadn't encountered trouble this time, I wouldn't have opened my mouth and come sit inside. Let's try Jiangzhou's specialties today. Even though Jiangzhou is so close to Jiangcheng, the dishes have a unique flavor!"
Zhang Jiaqiang parked the car and followed Lao Guo towards the hotel door.
The entire hotel is made of bamboo, and there is a large bamboo forest planted outside, giving it an elegant and unique atmosphere.
Walking through the path in the bamboo forest, I suddenly feel refreshing and pleasant, and the turbid air in my body dissipates with the breeze.
It is inevitably reminiscent of what Su Shi said, 'It is better to eat without meat than live without bamboo. Without meat, one will be thin, and without bamboo, one will be vulgar!' 'Presumably the owner of this hotel is not a common man.
Zhang Jiaqiang inevitably thought, how could such an elegant person have the same language as Guo Yonggang?
The path is facing the main entrance of the hotel, but Guo Yonggang did not go through the main entrance, but followed the path to the back of the hotel.
The stream is flowing, the bamboos are lush, and there is a cave behind the hotel. A small bamboo house is located under a cliff.
Several slender waterfalls cascade down from the cliff and form a meandering stream in front of the bamboo house. Bamboo bridges are like rainbows on both sides of the stream.
If there were thick fog lingering and a few cranes roaring at this moment, Zhang Jiaqiang would definitely think that he had traveled to a fairyland.
This bamboo forest, hut, stream, and flying bridge are full of fairy spirit and are not like the realm of the human world. This owner must be a person who has a mind to escape from the worldly world.
Guo Yonggang led Zhang Jiaqiang to the bamboo house, pointed to a few stone tables and benches, and said, "Let's sit down for a while. The master will be ready in a moment!"
While here, Zhang Jiaqiang suddenly felt that all the clutter had disappeared, and only a piece of clarity remained in his heart.
Looking up, I saw a log-colored plaque hanging on the lintel of the bamboo house, with the three words "Green Junxuan" written in official script on it.
It seems that the owner was inspired by Su Shi's poem to build this hut, and I couldn't help but become more curious about this person.
Lao Guo took out the teapot from under the table and filled the root-carved teacup on the table.
"If you are not used to drinking tea made from tender bamboo leaves, I will change it to boiled water for you!"
The tea cup in your hand is carved from a whole piece of bamboo root. Its style is outstanding and full of ancient charm. The tea in the cup is green and has the slightest fragrance.
Zhang Jiaqiang took a sip and felt that his mouth was full of bitterness. Immediately, his mouth became fragrant, and a sweetness arose from the bitterness.
"Yes, but I guess there must be something else in it, and it won't be pure bamboo leaves!"
"Director Zhang has a really sensitive taste. There is indeed some licorice added to this tea to cover up the bitterness of the bamboo leaves. I thought no one would notice it, but I didn't expect you to taste it in one sip!"
Following the sound, a middle-aged woman in a white coat walked out of the bamboo house holding a wooden tray.
Zhang Jiaqiang said with a smile, "But I'm really not used to drinking this tea, so I'd better change it to boiled water. Didn't Lu Fangweng say that there are too many things to do in the Nine Transformations of the Golden Elixir? If you drink water, you can chase the Feixian!"
Guo Yonggang hurriedly introduced, "Boss, this is Dr. Qin Zhujun Qin, and this industry belongs to her!"
Qin Zhujun smiled, placed the two cold dishes on the tray on the stone table and said.
"Since Director Zhang is not used to drinking, Xiaogang, please help me change it. There are a few more dishes to come after I've prepared them!"
Zhang Jiaqiang nodded, wondering if Lao Guo didn't come to see his comrade. Why was he a doctor? Could it be a military doctor?
"Hello, Dr. Qin. It's really enviable to have such an elegant residence. It seems that Dr. Qin has long since left the secular world and integrated himself into nature!"
Qin Zhujun smiled and said, "I'm studying medicine here, not cultivating immortality. I haven't reached the transcendent realm yet. Director Zhang, sit down first and we'll talk later!"
Zhang Jiaqiang lowered his head and looked at the stone table. There were two black ceramic plates, containing salted dried bamboo shoots and spiced broad beans respectively.
The food is very light and seems to be a local product here.
Guo Yonggang helped change into boiled water, Zhang Jiaqiang asked in a low voice.
"Lao Guo, why don't you explain clearly who this person is?"
"Ahem, it's nothing actually. It was just a military doctor in our military hospital who took special care of us. Later she chose to retire from the army and opened a medical clinic in her hometown, and now she has opened a hotel. Many of our comrades-in-arms have suffered Thanks to her treatment, local comrades have also been cared for by her over the years!"
Zhang Jiaqiang smiled and said, "I understand, then this will become a gathering place for your comrades, right?"
"Oh, there are just some people who cannot take care of themselves and need to be taken care of. She has invested almost all her income over the years and is now unable to make ends meet. The money I want this time is just for her, just as a small contribution!"
"I'm afraid nine hundred thousand won't be enough?"
"How can I say this? If I say it's not enough, I'm afraid even nine million won't be able to fill the hole. I'm just doing what I can!"
After Lao Guo's explanation, Zhang Jiaqiang understood the details.
Many of Guo Yonggang's comrades were seriously injured and even suffered lifelong disabilities.
Normal medical care is managed by the authorities, but if they want to regain their mobility, they have to wear prosthetic limbs, and they have to wait in line for a long time before their turn.
If you install it yourself, you will have to pay a lot of money out of your own pocket. These people are not very financially capable, so naturally they cannot afford the cost.
There are currently hundreds of people in this situation, including those in Luonan. It would cost millions or even tens of millions to replace all of them with suitable prostheses.
Qin Zhujun's family was originally wealthy, but over the years, he almost spent all his money on them and couldn't help much.
This time, two people were in serious condition and needed a sum of money for treatment.
It happened that Qin Zhujun's daughter was admitted to college, but she couldn't even pay for the tuition.
So Guo Yong just planned to help and asked Zhang Jiaqiang to raise funds.
Hearing this, Zhang Jiaqiang felt hot and uncomfortable in his heart, and wanted to speak up and bear all the expenses.
But then I thought about it, there are probably tens of thousands of such disabled people across the country, how many of them can I help even if I just sell them?
We must find a long-term and stable solution.
It is best to form an industry, develop financial resources, and achieve a self-sufficient cycle.
At this moment, a girl in white brought two dishes and placed them on the stone table. She smiled shyly at the guests, turned around and walked back to the bamboo house.
Guo Yonggang introduced, "She is Dr. Qin's daughter. She took her mother's surname and is named Qin Yun'er. She was admitted to Ludong Medical College this year!"
This college is in Luonan. Zhang Jiaqiang subconsciously said, "What a coincidence, where is her father here too?"
Guo Yonggang smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "I have never seen this child before. This child was raised by his grandparents. I think he may have died in a special era. Hey, every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite!"
At this moment, Qin Zhujun and his daughter came over carrying the last few dishes.
"It's time to eat, but unfortunately I don't have any wine here, so you two can only drink water instead of wine!"
