Chapter 1111
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Mi Wei nodded. "I came from a remote mountain village in the south."
Elder Wang thought that this southern accent didn't sound like it, but it was normal for a remote mountain village to have its own local language, so he didn't think too much about it. "Have you been cultivating medicinal herbs all this time?"
Mi Wei's thoughts drifted away, and a trace of emotion appeared on his plain face. When he came back to his senses, he replied, "Yes, I've been a herbalist my whole life."
Elder Wang's eyes lit up. "It seems that the Myrtle Orchid shouldn't be a problem for you."
"Mm." Mi Wei's lips curled up, his face full of confidence.
He wasn't bragging, but there was no herb in this world that he couldn't cultivate.
At this moment, Assistant Wang, who had gone to get the medicine, came back and placed a small box on the table in front of Mi Wei.
"This is medicine for your throat. Try taking a pill and it should have some effect," Elder Wang explained.
Mi Wei looked at the box for two seconds before picking it up and putting a pill in his mouth.
"How do you feel? Does your throat feel better? "Elder Wang asked after a while.
Mi Wei coughed. He had never been one to speak against his conscience, but the other party had good intentions. After a moment of silence, he said, "… It's alright."
Assistant Wang, who was standing next to him, quietly glanced at him.
It's alright?
Doesn't he know that this medicine is made by a herbalist from the association? It's much better than the throat lozenges on the market?
Elder Wang's attention wasn't on Mi Wei's words. He was still thinking about the fact that Mi Wei could cultivate the Myrtle Orchid, so he asked his assistant to bring the employment contract over.
When the employment contract was brought over, Elder Wang showed it to Mi Wei. "You want to participate in the medicinal herbs, that's not a problem. However, you have to guarantee the normal production of some rare herbs."
Mi Wei only flipped through the first page of the contract before putting it down. He raised his head and looked at Elder Wang. "I think you've misunderstood. I can cultivate rare herbs for you, but that doesn't mean I'll sell myself to be an employee of your herb base."
Elder Wang was stunned for a moment before explaining, "I'm not selling myself, I'm hiring you."
Mi Wei only shook his head. He pinched his pipe and said, "I don't like being ordered around."
The rules and regulations were too annoying.
Elder Wang roughly understood Mi Wei's meaning. After thinking for a moment, he said, "How about this? We'll directly set the price based on the rarity of the cultivated herbs. You teach the people at the herb base how to cultivate them, and we'll keep the medicinal herb dividends. This way, we'll have a cooperative relationship."
"Let me think." Mi Wei stroked the pipe with his fingers, then subconsciously took out a cigarette from his tobacco pouch. The cigarette gave off the smell of tobacco leaves, and if one smelled it carefully, there was also some kind of medicinal fragrance mixed in.
Old Wang took a glance at his cigarette.
But very quickly, Mi Wei stopped himself from stuffing the cigarette into his pipe. He resisted the urge to smoke and stuffed the cigarette back into the bag. He nodded at Elder Wang. "Alright, let's do that."
In any case, he was just casually making some money. His main purpose was to find the person.
Seeing that Mi Wei had agreed, Elder Wang simply said, "Our herb base is in Huai City. The climate and soil there are suitable for growing herbs … When do you think it's convenient to go there?"
"Anytime." Mi Wei didn't hesitate at all.
"Alright, I'll arrange it in the next two days," Elder Wang said directly.
Mi Wei grunted softly. Then, he thought of something and asked, "Does your herb base have internet?"
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