"You can rest assured that when you go back to Nanchuan, I will definitely help you do a few things that I have explained."

After enjoying the breakfast made by Lin Shiya, Song Feng went to the parking lot of the community accompanied by Lin Shiya.

"You don't have to say that, I can definitely trust you, otherwise, I wouldn't have handed over the re-examination to you."

Song Feng took out the key to open the car door and comforted Lin Shiya not to have too much psychological burden.

It's just a retest, so there's no need to make it too complicated.

In a few days, Song Feng went to many universities of traditional Chinese medicine and sent interview invitations to hundreds of fresh graduates.

The interviewer's medical ability has been affirmed by Song Feng.

In the next retest, you need to consider their management ability.

There are about 50 people who have entered the retest, and the pharmacy here in Nanchuan is about to open, and Song Feng can't do it at the same time.

As a last resort, Song Feng handed over the follow-up work to Lin Shiya.

Today's Jiangcheng has almost been made into his own basic plate by Song Feng.

Among the major families, the strength of the Jia family is not one in ten.

Song Feng, who the Han family knew, was powerful, and temporarily restrained his fangs to show off his might.

As for the Wei family, the relationship with Song Feng couldn't be better.

The Lu family has also turned enemies into friends with Song Feng and has become a part of Song Feng's basic plate.

"Mr. Song, why do you have time to come here today?"

A few hours later, Song Feng entered Nanchuan and went straight to the Nanchuan Medicinal Materials Wholesale Market.

The owner of a pharmacy on the street happened to see Song Feng getting out of the car.

Song Feng greeted Yan Yue and said, "Boss Ding, business has been good lately, right?"

"Well, it can't be too good."

Boss Ding turned around and pointed to the guests on the street and said, "These are the customers that Mr. Song helped us attract, everyone has been looking for an opportunity, thank you well, if it weren't for your help, we don't know what this street would have decayed into."

Song Feng not only spent a huge amount of money to buy the medicinal materials market, but also helped various merchants in the market to restore a certain amount of traffic through various methods.

In this day and age, the saying that the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys is outdated.

No matter how good things are, if they are not advertised, they will not be patronized.

Through online self-media, Internet celebrity publicity, etc., Song Feng has carried out a full range of packaging for the medicinal material market.

It has turned from a single wholesale distribution center of medicinal materials into an Internet celebrity attraction.

By attracting foreign tourists, it will drive the time-honored medicinal materials market that has gradually declined, and regain the glory of the past.

"I'm as happy as you are to see everyone's business improve, but as for thanks, there's no need for that."

Song Feng smiled faintly.

The better the business of the tenants in the market, the more profit Song Feng can make.

Besides, Song Feng didn't help them in vain.

On the one hand, it is for itself, and on the other hand, it is also for the sake of having a stable supply channel.

There are dozens of pharmacies on the streets, large and small, and more than a dozen of them are well-known and time-honored stores.

Each time-honored brand has a solid source of medicinal herbs.

The most important part of the pharmacy chain plan belongs to the supply chain.

If you want to play against the Du family, the grain and grass in the rear must not be cut off.

Don't look at Song Feng's monopoly on one-third of the supply of medicinal materials in the province, but compared with Du Jingtian, who has a big family, these are far from enough.

The Du family monopolized the supply of Chinese herbal medicine in the three provinces, and there were as many Chinese herbal medicine planters as they cooperated with.

Once the price war starts, Song Feng will inevitably face a shortage of reserve medicinal materials.

Find a few more ways to ensure the supply of medicinal materials, so as to be prepared to deal with the counterattack from the Du family.

After chatting a few words, Song Feng waved goodbye to Boss Ding, and walked down the street unhurriedly, inspecting the business of each family.

There was still some time before noon, and the streets were already bustling with activity.

A large number of out-of-town tourists come and go

, or stop at the door of the time-honored pharmacy to take pictures, or buy some medicinal herbs as souvenirs.

"Old man, what you said is too exaggerated, if there is really such a medicine, the rich man must not break his head and buy one from you?"

"And this kind of miraculous longevity pill only sells for 10,000 yuan a piece, anyway, I don't believe it can make people live a long life."

A young man and woman stop in front of a stall.

The stall owner is an old man in his seventies and eighties.

The old man has a white beard and a childish appearance.

After hearing this, the old stall owner smiled faintly and said, "Young man, this is what you don't understand, as the saying goes, Maxima is often there, and Bole is not always there, things are good, but not everyone is qualified to buy, everything must pay attention to a fate."

"I just came out of the stall, and you are my first guest, so this is the fate between us."

"Look at the way you and your girlfriend are dressed, they must be people who are not bad for money, 10,000 yuan is nothing to you, take the old man's longevity pill to ensure that the two of you live past a hundred years old."

"You've been joking with us all the time."

The young men and women had good tempers and were not angry at the exaggerations of the old stall owner.

According to the old stall owner, as long as he eats the longevity pill, anyone can live past 100 years old.

You don't have to think about it to know that there is a lot of water in the words.

If it weren't for the old stall owner's funny words, the two would have left a long time ago.

If there really is such a miracle medicine in the world, the rich and rich will definitely break their heads and buy it.

Some people will even kidnap the old stall owner and use him to make this miracle medicine for himself and his family.

After a while, my girlfriend felt very hungry and beckoned her boyfriend to find a place to eat.

The young man nodded, took his girlfriend's hand and left the stall.

The old stall owner shook his head and said, "Alas, there are so many mediocre people in the world."

"It's not that people don't know how to see treasures, it's that your tricks are too rough."

At this moment, Song Feng walked over.

Song Feng saw everything that happened just now.

Through observation, Song Feng confirmed that the longevity pill in the old man's mouth can indeed help his health.

As for saying that people live past a hundred years old, it's a joke at all.

"What do you mean, young man? Could it be that the old man is lying?"

"Whether you're a liar or not, I think you know better than anyone else."

Song Feng put his hands in his pockets and said expressionlessly: "If you do your duty, I will welcome you with both hands, continue to play this exaggerated trick, and trouble changing places."

As the behind-the-scenes boss of the medicinal herb market, Song Feng believes that he has an obligation to clean up some black sheep that have a bad impact on the medicinal herb market.

The old stall owner in front of him is one of them.

The old stall owner sat cross-legged on the ground, with several open pill boxes in front of him, and inside were black pills of the same size.

Through the medicinal fragrance, Song Feng analyzed that a variety of precious medicinal materials were used.

In terms of the preciousness of medicinal materials alone, the price tag is not high.

However, the old stall owner said a lot of nonsense in order to sell them.

What prolongs life, what can live a hundred years.

"Ouch!"

Not far away, a young boy screamed.