Merchant and doctor

Chapter 2449 Embroidery Trap
Mr. Wei said that his company was assembling several core mainframes here, which were of great value. He needed to inspect the goods in person, and he came over to say hello as soon as he finished the business.

"How has your father been lately?" Bian Mu asked with a smile, inquiring about the recent situation of President Wei.

"It's alright. Before leaving, they repeatedly told me to come and pay a visit to your esteemed institution!"

"You two are always so kind! We appreciate it!"

"Are you going out on business? Have you had lunch yet?" Xiao Wei asked with a smile.

"Not yet. I'm going to visit a senior in the flower field to discuss some matters. I'll just have a casual meal at his place!"

"Would it be impolite of me to go along?" Young Master Wei asked with a smile, showing no hesitation.

"How could that be? If you don't have anything else to do, why don't you come over and sit down? The snacks there are very local and delicious; it'll be a good way to change things up."

Chatting and laughing, Bian Mu didn't drive his own car. Instead, he followed Boss Wei to a nearby open-air parking lot and boarded a luxury van. They chatted and laughed all the way to the "Flower Field Ghost Market".

As a seasoned veteran, Grandpa Yang could tell at a glance that this young Mr. Wei was no ordinary person. He treated him to good tea and nuts, and the three of them chatted and laughed, appearing very comfortable.

After exchanging pleasantries, in front of Xiao Wei, Bian Mu took out a paper tube that looked like a map from his backpack, unscrewed the lid, and gently tapped it upside down on the tea table a few times, causing more than a dozen design drafts to slide gently onto the table.

"Three sets of medicine cauldrons. I'd appreciate it if you could ask a friend to make one for you. Just give him whatever price he wants." As he spoke, Bian Mu handed all the design drafts to Grandpa Yang.

Grandpa Yang habitually glanced at Young Master Wei first. Seeing that Bian Mu's expression was normal, the old man didn't say anything more. In front of Young Master Wei, he slowly unfolded the set of blueprints and briefly looked through them.

Even though Xiao Wei was very knowledgeable, he had never seen anything like this before. It was neither wax paper nor blue-covered paper. Moreover, he was surprised to find that the edges of the drawings were all rough, neat and thick, clearly not ordinary design paper.

Semi-transparent, white with blue printing, fully transparent, tracing paper with coordinate systems... Wow! They come in all sorts of sizes and look quite complicated.

Based on his intuition, Xiao Wei was convinced that the person who drew these blueprints was no ordinary person. He had learned something new today.

"Looking at these blueprints... the three pieces seem about the same. Should we keep them as spares?" Seeing that there were no obvious markings on the blueprints, Grandpa Yang asked casually.

"Indeed, it's almost the same. Actually... only one is truly useful. However... I can't say for sure until it's made. You and Xiao Wei understand, this thing will directly affect the key details of our industry's competition in the future, so we can't be careless!" Well! Bian Mu didn't seem to care at all that Xiao Wei was present.

"I see... Okay! Then I won't ask any more questions. Judging from the blueprints, each medicine cauldron has a small operating space reserved. Does that mean we'll have other friends continue making them later?" "That's for myself. I'll just add some chips and it'll be finished. It's a relatively simple job, and I can operate it myself."

"Okay! It doesn't matter when it's done, or should we rush you?"

"When it will be completed is up to them. We won't rush them. But... please don't be so polite with the seniors. It's better if it's done sooner or later."

"understood!"

Grandpa Yang and Young Master Wei both had empty eyebrows, and they immediately understood that two of the three medicine cauldrons that Bian Mu had customized were specifically designed for anti-counterfeiting and anti-theft purposes. Moreover, losing one of them would not cause any problems. In other words, Bian Mu had deliberately set up a "trap," a special anti-theft method passed down from the old days that was always effective and not something that ordinary people could easily manipulate.

The brilliance of this "embroidered trap" lies in the fact that the three medicine cauldrons can be made entirely real or entirely fake, or even one real and two fake, or one fake and two real, depending entirely on which method the person with ulterior motives chooses to steal them.

However, this exquisite traditional technique has been said to have been lost for over a hundred years. Bian Mu's sudden revelation of this "trick" in front of these two people is enough to show his amazing experience in the martial arts world.

After exchanging a few polite words, Grandpa Yang took the paper tube from Bian Mu, put away the blueprints, and went out to place an order with a friend.

Bian Mu chatted with Xiao Wei for a while.

“We heard that you might be launching a new drug soon. They speculate that it will be a groundbreaking drug that could redefine the standards of traditional Chinese medicine preparation. Out of curiosity, I came here to ask you a few questions. Would it be convenient to reveal a little bit about it? If not, we can ask you later.”

"As you just saw, those three medicine cauldrons are for preparing new medicines. However, these things are designed to be scaled down many times. In the future, they will need to be modularized and assembled into several special workshops in a relatively closed environment to test traditional Chinese medicines. Consider it a small experiment!"

"Oh... I've never heard of such a thing! It seems that half of those rumors are true?"

"Pretty much! As you know, the key to traditional Chinese medicine lies in developing the specific properties of the drug. Moreover, it must be formulated using methods unique to traditional Chinese medicine. We can't imitate Western medicine. The truly effective targeted drug content is only a few milligrams, and the rest is all represented by excipients on the production line. At the same time, the new drug we are about to produce must also have its corresponding energy—I mean the energy of the drug's efficacy, magnetic field orientation, specific properties, and information transmission all fixed—so that it doesn't lose too much effectiveness within its shelf life. Theoretically speaking, we will completely abandon the traditional Western-made model of traditional Chinese medicine. We will neither go back to the past nor deliberately play with so-called new technologies. In layman's terms, it's about breaking the limitations of time and space, making full use of new technologies to reproduce a portion of the old good drugs. The other part is our unique pharmaceutical understanding. You are an expert, and this is your first attempt. You may not succeed on the first try. The risk of failure is still quite high. Give it a try."

The more Xiao Wei listened, the more alarmed he became. After not having contacted Bian Mu for some time, he discovered that Bian Mu's progress in the preparation of traditional Chinese medicine was beyond rapid advancement.

"That sounds a bit far-fetched...it must cost a lot of money, right? Do you need our help? Don't get me wrong! We have absolutely no intention of spying on new technologies, nor do we have any intention of taking a cut. It's purely a friendly donation, nothing more than contributing to the revival of authentic Chinese medicine!"

"Look at what you're saying. If I didn't trust you, I wouldn't dare unfold those blueprints in front of you. You don't know, those design drafts just now took the hard work of countless senior colleagues and generations. Some of the older ones even risked their lives. It's not just my work! Judging from the current progress, we can still handle it. If we need your company's strong support halfway through, I will call and contact President Wei."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Wei was immediately touched. He smiled, exchanged a few polite words, and then said nothing more.