Age: My Small World

Chapter 401

"Good morning, what did you get?"

Jiang Xueying changed into a floral dress with blue patterns and a white belt, which looked very slim and beautiful.

The already beautiful girl suddenly became even more beautiful, making Yang Jun's eyes almost pop out.

After all, if Liu Yifei smiles at someone while wearing a long skirt, no man can resist it.

In Yang Jun's eyes, Jiang Xueying's appearance is at this level.

"Why don't you speak?"

Seeing Yang Jun staring at her blankly, Jiang Xueying smiled secretly in her heart, and couldn't help but feel happy, then she snorted: "Idiot."

"Ahem, I'm just mesmerized by your beautiful appearance, Xiaoxue. You look so pretty today."

"Did I not look good yesterday?" Jiang Xueying automatically learned to ask such a fatal question.

"Are you okay? I didn't notice it yesterday." Yang Jun said as if he didn't pay attention to her yesterday.

Jiang Xueying stomped her feet, and her leather shoes clanged.

"You just want to tease me. I won't tell you anymore."

In front of Yang Jun, she rarely showed her little girl attitude.

"I'm just kidding. Come on, accompany me to the herbal medicine company first. I have some things to sell first."

Jiang Xueying stopped teasing when she heard the serious business. She turned around and asked in confusion, "Why are you going to the medicinal materials company?"

She looked at the bag in Yang Jun's hand, covered her mouth and said in surprise: "Are you going to sell medicinal herbs?"

"Shh, this is a treasure I have collected, don't tell anyone."

"Bah, who else can I tell?" She hit him lightly.

"By the way, how many good things have you hidden? You're always so secretive."

Jiang Xueying was very curious.

Yang Jun scratched her nose and smiled cheerfully: "Girls, don't be too curious, otherwise it will be dangerous."

"I can only tell you that everything I own comes from a legitimate source, and it doesn't harm anyone's interests."

He had to take precautions first to avoid Jiang Xueying misunderstanding.

But even if it was a misunderstanding, I'm afraid she wouldn't change her attitude towards him. She might even help him keep it a secret.

The two rode their bikes to the medicinal materials company.

What made Yang Jun regretful was that he had bought a bicycle for Jiang Xueying before, which resulted in the two of them having to ride separately. Now that there was no cloud attack, he actually felt a little nostalgic when he thought about it.

"Yang Jun, it's hard for me to ride a bike in a skirt. How about you give me a ride?"

A certain girl seemed to know what he was thinking and immediately said these words for him.

Yang Jun's heart suddenly moved.

"You're right. It's not easy to ride a bike in a skirt."

"Then let's ride back and put it away, then ride out again."

"Okay."

So the girl pretended to be stupid and accompanied him back, and when they went out again, she was already sitting sideways on his back seat.

The long blue floral skirt swayed in the wind, revealing her knee-length pants underneath.

Nowadays, when wearing a skirt, people don’t just wear a base skirt or even panties. Most people wear long pants to cover it up, just like Jiang Xueying.

Conservatism is still the common consciousness of most people. It is a tradition engraved in the bones of the Chinese people.

Those who are open-minded, want to pursue freedom, and even expose their breasts can only be said to be inclined to beastly thinking, because beasts do not like to be bound by clothes.

Look at Western stories; most revolve around bestial instincts, featuring countless instances of wild sex, adultery, and the like. Their history is preserved in these colorful little books and stories, where all sorts of ethics play out wildly, fully embodying their bestialist side. When it comes to thought and civilization, our own ancestors are still the most reliable.

Everyone has their own pursuits.

The two white clouds were getting closer and closer again, forcing Yang Jun to take a deep breath and resist the urge to stop the car.

When we arrived at the medicinal materials company, we found that the front door was bustling with activity.

There were delivery drivers everywhere, waiting to deliver their medicinal herbs.

Since the local medicinal material base in Beijing cannot produce continuously, many medicinal materials can only be transported from all over the country.

Medicinal materials such as Dendrobium officinale are the best in Anhui Province and are shipped to all parts of the country every year, with the largest amount shipped to Beijing. After all, Beijing has a large population and consumes a lot of it.

This also results in a large amount of daily incoming and outgoing volume for medicinal materials companies.

This place also serves as the Beijing Medicinal Materials Management Office, so it must be managed well.

Yang Jun waited until almost noon before it was finally his turn.

He asked Jiang Xueying to wait for him at the door, and then he went in alone.

After entering the door, there are several bungalows and factory buildings. Two registration staff are sitting in front of the bungalows.

"What medicinal herbs are you delivering? Please fill in the origin and weight, and then send them to the warehouse in the back for weighing. If you falsify the information, you will suffer the consequences."

"No, comrade, you misunderstood. I wanted to ask if they accept medicinal herbs."

The young man who was registering laughed immediately: "If your eyes are fine, you should be able to see what we are doing."

"It's not this kind of medicinal herb, but something special. How about this, can you ask your person in charge to come out for a while?"

"No, just tell me what you want to do."

The young man curled his lips and looked at Yang Jun with contempt.

Do you think just anyone can see our leader? You're dreaming.

Yang Jun heaved a sigh of relief. As expected, even if he had good stuff, it was difficult to sell it through formal channels, so his plan to cultivate century-old ginseng on a large scale completely failed.

But now that I'm here, I won't be stopped by anyone.

So he took out a small notebook.

"Although we're not in the same system, we're all in similar units. Please, I have something to ask your leader."

The young man carefully looked at the notebook in his hand, then said uncertainly, "Wait a moment?"

"Thank you." Yang Jun was still very polite, even though the young man was not so enthusiastic.

The notebook he took out was indeed useful. After a while, the young man appeared with a middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit.

"Who wants to see me?"

"Hello, I have something to ask the leader."

Yang Jun used the secret method of obtaining ID again and gained the approval of his leader.

"Comrade, let's talk somewhere else."

This time, we went to the middle-aged man's office. It didn't look too big, but rather a bit small. There was a strong smell of medicinal herbs coming from it. It was obvious that he often played with medicinal herbs on weekdays.

"Comrade, please sit down and have a cup of tea first." He poured a cup of tea for Yang Jun and continued:

"I wonder what important matter you're here for that needs to be coordinated with the medicinal materials company? We here are law-abiding people and won't break the law."

It turned out that Yang Jun had a temporary police ID, which was issued to him by Zhu Yong and also had real effect.

He was able to come here only with his ID, so he didn't waste any words. After taking out the ginseng, he briefly explained the situation.

(End of this chapter)