Being able to save a hundred immortal coins is definitely a surprise for the current Song Bei, after all, his current total assets are less than a thousand immortal coins.

After thanking the boss again, Song Bei consciously uploaded four hundred cents on the trading platform first, waiting for the boss to complete the transaction.

The boss was very satisfied with Song Bei's directness, and of course he immediately passed the Bian Que Medical Sutra to the trading platform.

After completing the transaction, the boss continued to chat with Song Bei for a few words, and even asked him if there was anything he didn't understand in the process of learning the medical scriptures, he could ask him directly, and he would definitely try his best to answer for Song Bei.

It was this sentence that made Song Bei's mind flash with a flash of inspiration, and a sentence came out, "Could it be that you are Bian Que?" ”

In the fairy mall, both the store owner and the customer use a pseudonym. Just like this boss, his name in the mall is Zizhong, and Song Bei can think of him as Bian Que, which can be regarded as a lot of brainstorming.

The boss obviously didn't expect Song Bei to say this, and he was stunned for a while, but finally nodded and answered the question.

"Yes, the old man is Bian Que. I didn't expect that there are still immortals in the fairy world who can know my previous name. If you don't mention it, I'll forget the name. ”

Doctor Bian Que, a figure at the level of the ancestor of the medical field, has played an extremely important role in the development of medicine in China. Song Beizhen didn't expect that he would talk to Bian Que, which made him excited for a while, and he didn't know how to speak.

"Okay, let's not talk about it, little brother read this medical scripture, if there are any questions you don't understand in the future, just come and ask me. I'm going to go to Du Kang's old boy for a drink, and when it's too late, the old boy will hide the wine he made today. ”

As he spoke, Bian Que hung up the message.

"That's it." Song Bei muttered, convinced that he would no longer hear from Bian Que, so he put away the fairy realm trader.

Looking at the book of Bian Que's medical scriptures with a simple cover and seemingly plain in his hand, Song Bei's heart was very excited.

This is Bian Que's work. As the first miracle doctor in Chinese history, Bian Que's medical skills are beyond doubt. And what makes Song Bei even happier is that being able to learn Bian Que's medical skills can not only treat people, but even treat people who are sick.

The spells that Song Bei learned at the beginning were all directly instilled into his mind by Li Quan, and he didn't need to learn them, as long as his consciousness was fused, he would naturally learn those three spells.

Although this saved trouble, it also gave Song Bei the illusion that it was not difficult to learn spells. But when he opened the Bian Que Medical Sutra and saw the complicated knowledge in it, he realized how wrong his thoughts were.

Freezing three feet is not a day's cold, knowing the mistake of his own thoughts, Song Bei of course made up his mind. It was even decided that in the future, he would devote a special time every day to studying Bian Que's medical scriptures. In this way, I believe that there will be a day when I will fully learn.

After resting for one night and getting up the next morning, Song Bei planned to go to town. It had been two days since he last went to the town's industrial and commercial office to hand over the information on the establishment of the company, but there had been no news, which made him feel a little uneasy.

Although the last time I went, I was told that Director Ma had gone to Qicheng for a meeting and would not come back until a few days. But at the beginning, **Feng said that he would help contact Ma Yifeng, and Song Bei felt that as long as he received **Feng's call, Ma Yifeng should not just ask if he had gone to him.

It is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift.

If you are accustomed to enjoyment, it is difficult to return to the days of hardship, and Song Bei is no exception. It is a few miles away from home to the town, and Song Bei didn't feel hard when he used to walk or ride, but now after buying a car, he only thinks about driving when he goes to the town again.

When he arrived at the door of the town's industrial and commercial office, he saw that the door was open, so Song Bei drove the car in directly and did not stop until the door of the building.

"Who are you looking for?" Ma Yan shouted and chased after him from the guard room.

When I saw Song Bei who got out of the car, I recognized him immediately.

Ma Yan really didn't lie that day, Ma Yifeng went to Qicheng for a meeting, and the agenda of the meeting did have a few days. But as Song Bei expected, Ma Yifeng really called back to ask if anyone came to him.

So, Ma Yan knew that Song Bei came to find Ma Yifeng through **Feng.

Knowing the news, of course Ma Yan had to tell Brother Long first. Brother Long asked Chen Xiaoer again, and knew that Song Bei and **Feng didn't know each other before. And Chen Xiaoer also wondered that at noon that day, when he clashed with Song Bei, **Feng didn't know Song Bei yet, but how did they have a relationship later?

Knowing this relationship, Chen Xiaoer also knew why he couldn't find Lao Hou and Ma Lei to help, but hurt them.

Because he couldn't figure out what the relationship between Song Bei and **Feng was for a while, Brother Long couldn't let Ma Yan make any small moves, so he only let him watch and do it himself.

Seeing that Song Bei was getting out of the car, and thinking about the last time he came, he was riding a broken bicycle, Ma Yan's heart was uncomfortable, although Song Bei's car was not good.

"You're here again, Director Ma hasn't come back yet." Ma Yan said perfunctorily. didn't mention anything about Ma Yifeng calling back to ask, and besides, his reply to Ma Yifeng at that time was that no one had come to him.

"Oh." Knowing that Ma Yifeng hadn't come back yet, there was no need for Song Bei to enter the office building again, so he thanked Ma Yan and turned around and planned to get in the car and leave.

"Actually, you can also hand over the materials to other staff members, let him deal with them first, and then give them to you when Director Ma comes back." Ma Yan pretended to care about Song Bei and made ideas for him.

"Not so good." Song Bei replied, "At that time, Secretary Zhang said that he asked me to come to Director Ma, and if I find someone else, it would be a little inappropriate." ”

"That's right." Ma Yan nodded in response, "You still have a relationship with Secretary Zhang, I really don't see it." ”

"It doesn't matter." Song Bei smiled, he had a good impression of **Feng, and he didn't want others to misunderstand him for personal gain, so he explained, "The town encourages the development of characteristic planting, and the business I want to establish the company is to develop characteristic planting, so Secretary Zhang is more supportive." ”

"I see." Ma Yan laughed, "When Director Ma comes back, I will report to him." ”

Although he didn't know whether Ma Yan's guarantee was effective, he couldn't find Ma Yifeng, and Song Bei had no choice but to leave. However, he had already made up his mind that he would come back in a few days to ask.

Watching Song Bei drive out of the gate of the industrial and commercial office, Ma Yan picked up the phone and called Brother Long, "Brother Long, find out the details of that kid in Song Bei." He has nothing to do with Secretary Zhang. It is the town that wants to encourage characteristic planting, and it just so happens that this kid wants to develop characteristic planting, so **Feng appreciates him more. ”

"That's right!" Brother Long shouted angrily, "I was almost scared by this kid, it turned out to be a papier-mâché tiger." Damn, I didn't want to pay attention to him, but I was taken aback by him this time, but I had to take this breath. ”

"Brother Long, is there any good way?" Ma Yan asked Brother Long.

"Don't worry, wait for me to think slowly, and when I think about it, I'll go and settle accounts with that kid!"