The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 918 - 917. You are extorting

At that time, the two of them were dining together around the table. Since Xu Qianyun and Qu Junfeng had gone on a trip and Ren Xiazhi had returned to his hometown for the summer vacation, it was just the two of them left at home, and the dinner had been made by Jing Yu.

This big boss was finally happy to see the two of them dining together, and even brought out a bottle of red wine that he had never allowed Tang Shu to drink before.

"I’m going back to Tang Village tomorrow."

When the girl spoke these words, Jing Yu’s good mood deflated like a balloon, disappearing almost instantly.

The next moment, the bottle of red wine that had just been taken out was put away, leaving Tang Shu holding her wine glass in confusion.

Her thoughts returned to the airport, and she glanced to the side and sighed.

"Hey, what are you sulking about?"

"A lot."

A lot? Is it really that much?

"For example?"

"For example, why didn’t you invite me to go back to Tang Village with you."

"..."

Tang Shu was suddenly at a loss for words, "You’re so busy..."

"And for another, I still don’t have an official status to accompany you back."

"..."

That’s too much, I’ve chased you for a year, and now you want to make it official just a few months in, that’s impossible!

Tang Shu remained silent, looking at him with a "fierce" gaze, her puffed-up appearance instantly dissipating some of Jing Yu’s gloomy mood.

He laughed softly, his low voice spreading to her side, the corners of his eyes unconsciously lifted with a smile.

"Remember to message me when you get home."

"... Yeah."

Tang Shu pulled her own suitcase, gesturing towards the security check in front.

"I need to go through security, you should go back."

Jing Yu held her hand and did not let go, his calm black eyes quietly stared for a moment, then he stepped forward to reduce the distance between them.

Tang Shu felt a familiar light fragrance approaching, and before she could react, she touched a warm breath.

A restrained kiss landed steadily on her forehead.

"Go, I will come to pick you up later."

Jing Yu finally let go, his black eyes deepening.

Tang Shu almost fled, turning around with her suitcase and disappearing at the entrance, the touch on her forehead lingering for a long time.

***

As the head of the family, Father Tang was the first to notice that something was off with his daughter.

At dinner time, to welcome his daughter’s return, this hearty and robust father especially slaughtered a goose for celebration, stewing it on a big wood fire for three hours.

However...

"You’ve zoned out for the third time now, has your job been very tiring recently?"

"Ah?"

Tang Shu returned to her senses, meeting Father Tang’s sharp eyes, her originally somewhat guilty conscience soared.

"No, the work is not tiring, it’s just... there’s a research project at school that’s quite draining."

If Professor Yu was here, hearing his student describing it this way would probably infuriate him, knowing that the whole research team works day and night, with only one person taking it easy.

Speaking of draining, everyone in the world might have the right to say so, except Tang Shu!

Unaware of this, Father Tang: "Is that so?"

"Yes, it’s about the Full Moon Plant, dad you know that there’s currently no record of it being used in medicine."

"That makes sense."

Father Tang was convinced by this reason and immersed himself back into the dinner, completely failing to notice his daughter quietly sighing in relief across the table.

"By the way, did you just mention the Full Moon Plant?"

"Yes, the Full Moon Plant."

As soon as herbs were mentioned, Tang Shu instantly switched back to her elite medical practitioner mode, "Dad, I remember you documented the growing habits of those Northwestern medicinal herbs? About temperature, humidity, and all that."

"I did record that, and you can take it with you if you need. I’ve already mastered their environmental requirements."

"Thanks, Dad. Have you done any research on their medicinal properties lately?"

"I tried two combinations, but they didn’t have much effect."

"How did you test them?"

Tang Shu widened her eyes in curiosity, watching her father eat while he tapped on a pot on the wooden table with his chopsticks.

"Here it is."

"!!!"

Tang Shu nearly choked on her goose meat, "How much did you feed it?"

"Two Snow Lotus flowers, three Full Moon Plants."

"..."

"Don’t worry, it’s not lethal. Both the Snow Lotus and the Full Moon Plant are beneficial for health, this goose was jumping around just this morning."

"..."

No, I’m not shocked whether this goose is poisoned or not, but that you fed such precious medicinal herbs to a goose!

Tang Shu wiped her face, and silently shed tears of sympathy for the medical researchers back in the capital.

"Dad, do you know? Our research group, ten people, we only managed to get half a Full Moon Plant for our study."

Every leaf and flower is extremely precious, even she, wide-traveled and well-informed, rarely saw these herbs in Damo, not to mention that so far the Medical College still hasn’t successfully cultivated them alive.

Father Tang was stunned, "Is your school that poor?"

"..."

Indescribable frustration.

***

What kind of treatment can students expect when they come home for summer holidays?

If it was someone else, they would undoubtedly be treated well for a few days before slowly turning into an annoyance; however, this law doesn’t apply to Tang Shu, who only comes home for five days.

Father Tang is truly a man of few words, something his daughter Tang Shu knew very well. Of course, she couldn’t expect this father, who had garnered considerable honors in the army, to be particularly considerate.

However, when it comes to handling herbs, if Father Tang dares to claim he’s the best, truly no one could surpass him.

In the narrow natural cave, Tang Shu, holding a notebook, followed behind Father Tang, listening carefully.

"The growing cycle of the Snow Lotus is generally six months, it takes five months from sprouting to growing petals, and only in the last month will it start to mature..."

"Dad, did you document its growth?"

"I did; I took pictures, I’ll show you later."

Father Tang, holding a palm-sized shovel, slowly dug out the Snow Lotus from the damp soil, its petals still glistening with a few water droplets, making it even more crystal clear.

This was the fourth day father and daughter spent in the cave, two Traditional Medicine enthusiasts embarked on a medicinal trial. If not for the alarm on their phones, they would have missed the only meal of the day.

In these short four days, Tang Shu, who hadn’t made much progress before, had a great harvest - not only did she establish the dosages for three kinds of herbs, but she also managed to pry three mature Snow Lotus flowers from her father.

"Remember, make some pills and bring me a few back."

In the cave, Father Tang instructed, and just as his words fell, the daughter, previously delighted, frowned.

"Dad, that’s extortion, can’t you make them yourself?"

"I don’t have that kind of free time, those herbs outside are waiting for me to handle them, it’s settled then."