"Haha, Lu Jiu, starting to take on apprentices?"
In the medicinal cuisine department, Lu Jiu was having lunch with Jiang Zeshen.
When An Xianda and others came over and saw Lu Jiu sitting with a child, they couldn't help but tease him.
"A student from the class," Lu Jiu replied with a smile.
An Xianda laughed, "Impressive, already getting students to do intern doctor work. When they grow up, won't they be fresh graduates with over ten years of experience, hahaha."
Lu Jiu laughed, "Brother Da, do you have any promising TCM prospects in your class?"
An Xianda waved his hand, "Don't mention it, there are very few who listen attentively in class. If they truly wanted to learn Chinese medicine, there might not be even one."
"Even if there were, I wouldn't dare bring the kids to the hospital. You see, today's primary school students aren't like you were back then, with weekends and free time; now they're all in tutoring classes."
