Seeing Xu Qiang leaving, Zhu Dahai finally sat on the chair with a grunt.

"Sir, sir, what's wrong with you?" the tea master walked in.

When Xu Qiang came just now, for the convenience of conversation, Zhu Dahai drove the tea master and his subordinates out, and it was not until Xu Qiang left that the tea master who had been waiting outside walked in.

As soon as I came in, I saw Zhu Dahai sitting on a chair, breathing rapidly, looking pale, and he could see that something was wrong at a glance.

The tea master exclaimed, and Zhu Dahai's men came in.

"Go to the hospital!" Zhu Dahai ordered.

He didn't believe Xu Qiang's words, although he was often flustered and short of breath, he only thought that he was smoking too much.

Because of the consequences of smoking, he couldn't be clearer in his heart, but the addiction to smoking was too great, and after quitting smoking twice to no avail, he gave up the idea of quitting.

But just now Xu Qiang told him that he was sick, and it was a fatal illness, which made him suspicious and suspicious that something was really wrong with his body.

Go to the hospital, private hospital, check-up.

"Is the family here?" the doctor looked at Zhu Dahai with the test results.

Hearing the question of the family, Zhu Dahai's face became even more ugly.

He usually watches some TV dramas, and the doctors in the TV series ask the family when they are not there, and the results are basically very unoptimistic.

For a while, Zhu Dahai felt a little weak.

"Just tell me!"

"It's better to call the family ......" the doctor was a little embarrassed.

As an experienced doctor, he knows that it is best not to talk directly to the patient, otherwise it may scare the patient.

Once the patient is frightened, anything can happen.

"What kind of family are you looking for, if I ask you to say it, you can say it, don't you understand people?" Zhu Dahai, who suspected that the situation was serious and emotionally unstable, broke out directly.

Fortunately, he didn't completely lose his mind, just yelled at the doctor.

Even so, it scared the doctor enough that he almost called for help.

"Say, what are the test results?" Seeing that the doctor was frightened, Zhu Dahai realized that he couldn't frighten the doctor, otherwise who would explain the test results to him?

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Dahai reluctantly slowed down his voice.

"Lung cancer!"

"Is it serious?" Hearing the word lung cancer, Zhu Dahai suddenly felt that the sky was falling, because cancer is equated with death in the eyes of ordinary people.

Fortunately, he still has some understanding, knowing that cancer is not equal to death, and if it is the early stage of cancer, the success rate of cure is still very high.

Even if it spreads to an advanced stage, it can improve the quality of life to a certain extent and reduce the physical suffering of cancer patients.

"Late, spread!"

"I want an expert to re-examine me!" Zhu Dahai didn't believe it at all.

There was a possibility of misdiagnosis in the hospital, and he seriously suspected that he had been misdiagnosed.

At Zhu Dahai's insistence, experts from the hospital were brought in and re-tested, and it was a targeted special test.

The final results of the examination came out, and the experts interpreted them to him.

"Was it a misdiagnosis?"

"It's a pity!" the expert said, shaking his head.

Zhu Dahai suddenly felt that all thoughts were lost, and the advanced stage of lung cancer had spread.

"How long do I have left?" said Zhu Dahai in a hoarse voice.

The answer he received was even more devastating, because the experts told him that the longest was probably no more than half a year, and maybe even shorter.

"Expert, is it possible that someone can see my illness at a glance, without feeling the pulse, without any examination!" Zhu Dahai suddenly remembered Xu Qiang.

"Generally speaking, it's impossible, unless it's some Chinese medicine national players, at the level of a master!" "Could it be that Xu Qiang is a master of Chinese medicine?" Zhu Dahai doubted.

When Zhu Dahai was diagnosed with cancer, Xu Qiang was in a canning factory.

Deputy Director Zhang came to him and said that he had something very important to talk to him.

"What's the matter?" Xu Qiang looked at Deputy Director Zhang.

"Boss, you try these two cans!" Deputy Factory Director Zhang took out two bottles of canned food from his bag, both of which were canned in glass bottles.

Looking at the two bottles of canned food, Xu Qiang was a little surprised.

Scrambled eggs with leeks are a home-cooked dish, and Xu Qiang has eaten them I don't know how many times, but the canned eggs with leeks are the first time Xu Qiang has seen them.

If it weren't for Deputy Director Zhang's emphasis that this is canned food, instead of putting scrambled eggs with leeks in glass bottles, Xu Qiang really wouldn't believe it.

"New one?"

"It was done a month ago!"

"It tastes good, ordinary restaurants can't make this kind of taste!" Xu Qiang twisted the can to taste it, and the unexpected taste was very good.

Even if it is an ordinary chef, the steaming leek scrambled eggs that have just been made may not be as good as this canned leek egg.

It is also very important that the shape is very well preserved, and there is no mess like paste, which makes people appetizing.

"Boss, do you think we can produce this kind of can?"

"Good idea!" Xu Qiang's eyes lit up.

His canning factory has not yet opened, but the direction of production has been set, mainly canned vegetables and fruits, and canned meat will be added in the future, mainly pork, beef and fish.

However, these cans belong to the category of traditional canned food, and the patented new canning technology can only be better in form, better nutrition preservation, and no additives.

It would be different if you could produce canned dishes with leek eggs.

Because according to Xu Qiang's understanding, there are no canned dishes on the market now, but there are cooking packages, that is, after the dishes are cooked, they are directly frozen at low temperature.

The problem is that when the dish package is preserved, it must be frozen at low temperature throughout the whole process, otherwise there is a possibility of deterioration, and the taste of the dish package is not very good, it can only be said to be a relatively fast food.

The canned leek eggs brought by Deputy Director Zhang are different, they are stored at room temperature, and the taste is like freshly fried, and if they can be introduced to the market, they will definitely be very popular.

The problem is that this kind of canned food Xu Qiang is also the first time to see it, there is no similar canned food on the market, at least Xu Qiang has not seen the same kind of audience.

"I know the boss you will like it, in fact, this kind of canned food is made by my friend, he is a chef, is the chef of the five-star hotel, has a special hobby, likes to make various types of canned food, and the dishes he makes are not just leek scrambled eggs. ”

"The chef of a five-star hotel?" Xu Qiang was a little surprised.

"Yes, it's just that he's been in a bit of trouble lately, his son is getting married, and he's going to buy a house for his son, but because of some accidents last year, he spent almost all the savings in his hand, and he doesn't have the money to buy a house at all, if the boss can help him solve the problem, it won't be difficult for him to dig it up!"

"Okay, you can make an appointment for me!" Xu Qiang nodded.

In Xu Qiang's opinion, as long as the problem can be solved with money, it is not a problem, after he came to Bingcheng, especially after mastering the ability of ghost eyes to identify antiques, the cash in the account has always belonged to the first level.

What's more, some time ago, he reached an agreement with the Falcon, and his private property that had been seized has been returned to him, making his pocket skyrocket again.

Now in his bank account, there is a large amount of money that cannot be spent.

"Let me introduce, this is Xu Qiang, the owner of our cannery, and this is my friend, Wang Xiaoyu, the chef of the five-star hotel!" The next afternoon, Deputy Director Zhang arranged to meet. The place where they met was at his house, and he took his wife to work, and his son also went to work, which happened to be the place where Xu Qiang and Wang Xiaoyu met.

"Hello!" Xu Qiang's expression was slightly strange.

Because the man named Wang Xiaoyu looks like he is in his fifties, with a big head and a thick neck, he really has nothing to do with Xiao.

At the same time, Xu Qiang also sounded, no wonder the name Wang Xiaoyu is a little familiar, it turns out that there were ten famous chefs in ancient China, and one of them is called Wang Xiaoyu.

and Wang Xiaoyu in front of him, just a homophone difference.

"Lao Zhang, is there something going on today?" Although Wang Xiaoyu is a chef with a big head and a thick neck, it doesn't mean that he has a bad brain.

As soon as I looked at Xu Qiang, I guessed that something was wrong.

"I'll tell you! I've tasted the canned dishes you made, and the taste is very good, much stronger than the dishes on the market that need to be frozen at low temperatures, and I'm very interested in your skills for making canned dishes!" Xu Qiang spoke.

"You want to buy my technology?"

"I want technology, I am more optimistic about you as a person, I want you to work in my factory!" Xu Qiang said the purpose straight to the point.

"I'm happy with my job!"

"But with your current job, it's impossible to buy a house for your son in the short term!" Xu Qiang smiled confidently, because he knew Wang Xiaoyu's weakness.

Wang Xiaoyu wants to buy a house for his son, but now he has no savings.

In Bingcheng, as long as there is a slightly better location and a slightly more spacious house, there are no two or three million that cannot be paid.

What's more, getting married is not just about buying a house, there are more places to spend money.

A beautiful wedding, all aspects of the cost is definitely a lot.

Hearing Xu Qiang's words, Wang Xiaoyu frowned.

He was not surprised at all that Xu Qiang knew that he wanted money to buy a house for his son, and several of his good friends knew that he was worried about it.

Deputy Director Zhang is his good friend, and of course he knows it.

Xu Qiang is the boss of Deputy Director Zhang, and Lao Zhang's mouth must know it.

Wang Xiaoyu was silent, although he was very satisfied with his current job, as the head chef of a five-star hotel, his current income level was definitely high-end.

The problem is that his son is getting married recently, and he wants to buy a house for his son, and it is impossible to wait for a few years to save enough money to buy it.

"How much can you pay me?"

"If you are willing to work in my factory, I can make you the deputy factory director, salary, annual salary of one million!" Xu Qiang said with a smile.

An annual salary of one million is already a high salary, and it is impossible to give it too high.

Hearing the salary given by Xu Qiang, Wang Xiaoyu's brows still did not stretch, although the salary given by Xu Qiang was much higher than that of him as a chef, it was still not possible to complete the house for his son and the wedding in a beautiful time.

If you wait a few more years, the son can afford to wait, but the child in the daughter-in-law's womb can't afford to wait, and if the wedding is not held, I am afraid that the child will be born.

And the sooner the wedding is held, the better, otherwise he is afraid that his daughter-in-law will have a wedding with a big belly, and the child in her belly will have an accident.

"I admit it, you give me a high salary, but you should know the housing prices in Bingcheng, even if you give a high salary, it's not enough to buy a house!" Wang Xiaoyu shook his head.

"I'm not finished yet, you don't just have a salary, as long as you promise to join and sign a contract, you will get a lot of signing fees!"

"How many?"

"It depends on how good your canned dishes are, if the taste satisfies me, millions are possible!" Xu Qiang did not immediately make a promise.

He has only tasted canned dishes with scrambled eggs with leeks, and he doesn't know if the canned dishes made by Wang Xiaoyu can reach the level of scrambled eggs with leeks?