Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 279 Huh? Did I have such a big plan? (Equal subscription plus more)
When Mr. Cheng thought of this, he suddenly felt that he understood Fangyan’s true intention.

If this book can be linked to the "Chinese Pharmacopoeia", then some of the medicinal materials and dialects about the Poge Jiuxin Decoction in the book can be written using the words that convinced oneself at the time.

What’s even more amazing is that in addition to influencing the "Chinese Pharmacopoeia", after this new book is published, it will also influence new students of traditional Chinese medicine.

Because the older generation of people will not use this book at all, but those who study Chinese medicine later will most likely use this book, and it is even very likely that colleges and universities will use this book as a textbook.

Because the book plan that Fangyan just mentioned was obviously written as a textbook.

Just imagine, there is no similar competing product for the textbook books led by the China Academy of Chinese Medical Sciences and approved by the National Institute of Biological Products.

Isn’t this obviously the chosen textbook on traditional Chinese medicine for colleges and universities?
Thinking of this, Mr. Cheng suddenly sorted out the "huge structure" of the dialect in his mind.

What a deep routine! What a big layout!

good good!
It was because he participated in the plan that he was able to see through Fangyan's thoughts. Otherwise, one could only regard him as a young man who had a sudden whim.

Otherwise, Professor Yuchuan said that this kid was a thoughtful person.

He was not wronged at all!

Who could have imagined such a big plan behind this calculation?

Mr. Cheng looked at Fang Yan meaningfully, then cleared his throat and said:

"Since you have planned it so clearly, it is not impossible to write it down."

"But you'd better systematically summarize the theories and methods of Chinese medicine processing throughout the ages, as well as the clinical applications of Chinese medicine processing products, and explain the current level of Chinese medicine processing."

"In addition, we will provide you with some more information and content, and try to make it rich, detailed, and practical. It would be best if it could be written into a book that can be used as a reliable reference for teachers and students in colleges and universities, scientific researchers, and senior clinical Chinese medicine practitioners."

After saying that, he winked at Fangyan.

"Ah?" Fangyan was stunned. He didn't understand why the old man had to make things difficult for him.

Mr. Cheng said to him:
"What? If you're going to write something, you have to write it as best as possible!"

"That's it. I'll assign a few people to you and find you a place in the institute. You can come here to write the manuscript."

Fangyan was surprised. What was going on with Old Cheng? Why did he suddenly take it so seriously?

"Oh, by the way, isn't little Meng very good at drawing? Transfer him to the group and let him be under your management. Let him make the drawings." Old Cheng added.

When Fang Yan heard his arrangement, he said:
"Mr. Cheng, this is not good. Meng Jimin is doing well as a doctor."

Mr. Cheng said:
"I didn't ask him to give up his job there. He is just like you. He works half a day in the morning and comes here in the afternoon to compile materials."

"The institute will pay you wages, and as for rest time, you can discuss it among yourselves."

Fangyan was stunned. Is this possible?
At this time, Mr. Cheng turned to Ms. Tu and asked:
"Team Leader Tu, you have written a book before. Is there anything else you want to add to this organizational structure?"

Ms. Tu thought for a moment and said:

"According to your requirements, the organization probably needs the main author, a cartographer who is familiar with medicinal materials, a Chinese medicine clinical expert physician, a Chinese medicine researcher, a college teacher with teaching experience, a data consultant, and someone who communicates with the editor of the Chinese Pharmacopoeia. They will also go through our publishing house, so this is relatively easy to negotiate. In addition, we will also need a typist and a typewriter from our publishing house."

Mr. Cheng nodded and said:
"The main author, Chinese medicine clinical expert, and data consultant can do these dialects alone, and I will mobilize the other members."

Fangyan opened his mouth and wanted to say something but seemed to be unable to speak. He had actually originally planned to write it himself at home, but now that Lao Cheng had taken action, he had directly set up a team for this matter.

Mr. Cheng waved at Fangyan and said:
"Come on, come with me and sign a document. Let's write down the goals that this book needs to achieve, and then take it to the Institute of Biological Products to sign a consent form."

"Oh." Fang Yan hurriedly followed.

Elder Cheng bowed to the others:
"Excuse me, everyone!"

The other big guys waved to Cheng Lao and said, "Go quickly."

As soon as Mr. Cheng and Fang Yan left, everyone started discussing.

They discovered that Old Lady Cheng doted on Fang Yan, so she helped him with all her might.

The book editing team must be fully staffed with people from all aspects.

Moreover, the requirements are high. After the book is published, it can be used not only by colleges and universities, but also by scientific research experts and senior clinical Chinese medicine practitioners as a reference.

It seems as if they want to take this opportunity to make dialects the academic authority in the preparation of traditional Chinese medicine.

If they didn't know that Master Cheng didn't accept apprentices, they would have thought that this was his direct disciple.

On the other side, Fang Yan and Mr. Cheng came to the office.

As soon as the door was closed, Fang Yan couldn't help but say:

"Mr. Cheng, we don't really need to do it on such a large scale, right? It involves too many resources. I'm a little worried."

After hearing this, Mr. Cheng sneered, with an expression that said, "I've seen through you a long time ago," and said to him:
"Are you still panicking? Don't think I don't know what you are planning."

"What am I planning?" Fang Yan looked confused.

Mr. Cheng said:
"There's no one else here, why are you pretending to be me?"

"What am I pretending to be?" Fangyan was full of question marks.

Seeing that Fang Yan still refused to admit it, Mr. Cheng glanced at the door and said in a low voice:

"You want to use this method to write the dosage of aconite and other drugs into the book, and then influence the Chinese Pharmacopoeia, and by the way, you can also influence the students of traditional Chinese medicine in colleges and universities."

"In this way, not only will the promotion of Poge Jiuxin Decoction be much smoother, but the Chinese medicine practitioners who come after us will also approve of this dosage."

Fangyan was stunned. Have you ever thought about this? Is your plan so big?

When Mr. Cheng saw that Fangyan did not refute, he continued:
"So I'll just help you to the end and make this book the best it can be. According to your ideas, I'll write it into a book that can be used not only by colleges and universities, but also by clinicians and scientific research experts. If we want to have an impact, let's make it bigger."

"If you are so stingy and fussy about it, it might be replaced by someone else in a few years. If you want to make it, you have to make it the best, so that a whole generation will regard this book as a classic."

After that, he patted him on the shoulder and asked:
"I'll help you with this layout, are you still afraid that you can't do it?"

Fangyan suddenly realized, is it true that “one’s own ideas” are so awesome?

Although he had a lot of complaints in his heart, Fangyan's expression remained calm and he looked very educated.

Regardless, it seemed like his goal had been achieved.

It can even be said that it was exceeded.

Seeing Fang Yan like this, Mr. Cheng asked him:
"So what? Do you still want to quibble now?"

Dialect:
"As expected, old ginger is still spicy. You have a keen eye. I really can't hide anything from you!"

PS: After finishing this chapter, I still owe you 29,000.

No more today. Please come early tomorrow.

Lao Feng is working hard on coding for tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)