Godly Auxiliary System

Zhang Heebin was panicking, he did not want to be named, nor did he want to be blacklisted by the Education Bureau.    

    

"Principal, you can't do this to me. I will change, I can change. Please don't fire me!"    

    

Although Old President Tao was usually a very easy-going person, he had never shown mercy when it came to these kinds of things. He was furious in his heart, and even though some scandals often broke out in the education world, there had never been a case of such a thing in Zhushu Primary School. This was simply insulting his own hard work for the rest of his life.    

    

"Leave, our school doesn't welcome you!"    

    

The old principal made a call. This time, the security guards came and directly cleared Zhang Heebin out of the office.    

    

"Mr Ye, I am truly sorry. This matter was my dereliction of duty." Old President Tao said apologetically.    

    

Ye Lee laughed: "Principal Tao is too courteous, I still have to thank you for this matter. Otherwise, I would be troubled by the matter of the children entering the academy."    

    

"No, Mr Ye, you kicked out a villain for our school, and even sent such an outstanding student. It should be me who should be thanking you instead." Old President Tao was a rather well-educated man. When he changed the angle of the conversation, the atmosphere immediately became joyous.    

    

The other teachers echoed him, their hearts secretly wiping away their sweat.    

    

It was fortunate that he didn't say anything harsh just now.    

    

This parent's background is too big.    

    

It's not a big deal.    

    

The main issue was that the other side was being reasonable!    

    

This was clearly Zhang Heebin's dirty trick, and they almost fell into it. They almost became the brainless villains of the novels!    

    

Glad, glad!    

    

"..."    

    

Nannan's problem with going to school had been resolved. In the capital, there was still a long period of time before she could look for the herbs, but it was going to be very soon. During this time, Director Wang even called to say that she had found a suitable pill refining furnace.    

    

"Hmm …" In order to concoct pills, one had to have a cauldron. Otherwise, they couldn't use a rice cooker or a pressure cooker, right? Pill refining wasn't like cooking. It was an extremely profound skill!    

    

However, when Ye Lee found out about the information on the Pill Refining Furnace, he was flabbergasted. The Pill Refining Furnace Director Wang mentioned was actually in the Kyoto Museum!    

    

Furthermore, that fellow was a cultural relic from over 300 years ago!    

    

"What the f * ck..." Director Wang, you couldn't be mistaken, right? To use cultural relics to forge pills? " Ye Lee was confused.    

    

Director Wang's words were very pragmatic: "Ye, in the modern times, there aren't many pill furnaces available, even if there are, they are just like an ornamental, don't look at them, they are artifacts from more than 300 years ago and they are well-preserved. The relationship between alchemy and our Chinese medicine is actually still very close, I have found many old friends, and those who meet the requirements, should be just this one."    

    

Ye Lee said, "Then, this seems to be a cultural relic, can I borrow it?"    

    

The Director Wang nodded her head," I am still troubled by this matter. That old friend of mine, after so many years, is actually also a stubborn old man. Otherwise, he wouldn't have to guard a tepid museum and place more importance on cultural relics than life itself.    

    

Ye Lee did not reject him. The other party had gone through so much trouble just for his sake, and now that he had found the crux of the problem, he would definitely make a trip over.    

    

Ye Zichen picked up his phone and booked an afternoon ticket very skillfully.    

    

"..."    

    

Two and a half hours later.    

    

Ye Lee went straight to the capital.    

    

These two days, there were quite a lot of planes, so the transport was very developed. A few cities were only an hour or two away.    

    

After getting in the carriage with two rings, they arrived at the Capital's Allied Hospital, where they met the Director Wang.    

    

Director Wang smiled: "Ye, you're finally here. The herbs that you need, I only need a few of them, but we need to go take a look at the pill furnace first."    

    

Ye Lee nodded, "Thank you for your concern, but which museum are we going to, not the National Museum?"    

    

Ye Lee thought, the things inside the National Museum, weren't they all National Treasures? It was impossible for ordinary people to even touch them …    

    

The Director Wang shook her head, but laughed, "Don't worry, I don't have the ability to borrow the National Museum's items."    

    

The two of them left the hospital and drove. Soon, they arrived at a place outside the ring.    

    

Reaching the place, Ye Lee was a little surprised. The place in front of his eyes, was completely out of his expectations.    

    

He had thought that the museums would be grand and dignified, decorated with an ancient style and full of the flavor of a long history.    

    

However, the museum in front of him seemed to be a bit run-down on the outside. Even the big doorstep was covered in dust. The taste of history had completely broken his ancient fantasy.    

    

Seeing his expression, Director Wang knew that she was surprised. At this time, he smiled and asked: "How is it, Ye?    

    

Ye Lee shook his head: "This is slightly different from what I imagined. I never thought that the capital would have such a museum."    

    

Director Wang said: This is normal, in the capital, there are more than a hundred museums, but there are only a few that are famous in the world, and have the ability to attract visitors all year round, unlike our hospital where there are many sick people, in reality, museums also need to eat, and many of the museums are already very active in responding to business, but there are still not many people from the tourist destinations, and slowly, they have become abandoned.    

    

There was a small difference in size between rich and poor. If one wanted the Old Palace to become famous in the world, there was no need to mention about it, but a few smaller museums were also historical grounds and retained some valuable cultural heritage. It would require the insistence of some people to maintain it.    

    

"Old Chen, I've come to see you."    

    

Director Wang shouted as they walked into the museum.    

    

Ye Lee took a glance outside. Although the place was dilapidated, the cultural relics inside were well-preserved, and there was not even a speck of dust at the exhibition place. It was obvious that someone had meticulously cleaned up the area over a long period of time.    

    

An old man wearing a traditional Chinese mountain suit and glasses walked out. When he saw Director Wang, he said, "You aren't staying in your own hospital, why did you come to my museum?"    

    

"Hur hur, it's not enough for me to come and see you." Director Wang laughed.    

    

Old Chen shook his head. "Then I don't believe it. My body isn't sick or in pain, so why would I need a principal like you to come see me? Are you thinking about my cultural relics? I've said this before, you can't borrow the pill furnace."    

    

"Oh, you're so stubborn, aren't you?" Director Wang sighed. He knew his old friend's character, it was not something that could be explained with just a word or two.