Chapter 495: The Curtain Falls 2.0

Su Meng had only lost some vitality and was not in any serious trouble; they had solemnly invited Zhang Ping'an to the child's full-month banquet.

"I won't go; you all just eat and drink well."

To Zhang Ping'an, this was just a trivial matter; he basically did not leave Sijiucheng now, staying in his hometown to accompany his parents.

Time returns to the present; Zhang Ping'an emerged from the Back Mountain of his hometown, where the deep mountains were now covered in medicinal herbs, which had even better effects than wild ones.

Zhang Ping'an mixed them directly into the highest-grade Skin Cream, and the effect was more than sufficient.

"Da Ni, Ping'an, I have often dreamed of your grandparents, Second Uncle, and Third Uncle recently; I feel they are coming to pick me up."

"Dad, don't let your imagination run wild; your health is just fine."

Zhang Ping'an could naturally feel that Zhang Laohan was nearing his limit; at one hundred and twenty-one years old this year, he was now the ancestor of Zhang Family Village, the only remaining seedling of his generation.

"Master of the house, you are only one hundred and twenty-one; you're about the same age as Mom and Dad. If you go now, you'll definitely get a beating, so just keep me company for a few more years; we'll go together when the time comes."

"Hahaha, alright."

Zhang Ping'an felt distressed listening to this; he usually used Space Water to bathe the two elders, but unfortunately, the effect remained minimal.

After chatting with the two elders for a while longer, Zhang Ping'an left the room.

"Brother Ping'an, how is Dad's condition?"

"Not very good."

The hearts of the four women all sank slightly; if Zhang Ping'an said it was not good, then the situation must be quite serious.

"Alright, it hasn't reached that point yet; he should be fine for the next year."

"That's good."

The four women, including Li Aihua, were all retired now and lived in their hometown, but since all four were people who could not stay idle, they set up a small Pharmacy in the village, which now had a reputation abroad.

For colds and fevers, they did not give injections, sometimes did not even use medicine, and mostly relied on Acupuncture, massage, and occasionally applying medicinal plasters, especially for children.

Six years ago, Zhang Ping'an took in ten students at the Hospital of Integrated Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine, six boys and four girls, who were all sixteen years old now.

Each had spent six years building a foundation in general Traditional Chinese Medicine, based on the hand-copied Yongle Dadian Yin-Yang Medical Book that Zhang Ping'an had used back then, mixed with the painstaking efforts of himself and his master to create the teaching materials.

Moreover, their food and drink for these five years were almost entirely provided by Zhang Ping'an; their comprehension was terrifyingly high, and their talent for Traditional Chinese Medicine was thoroughly stimulated.

Their foundation could be described as incredibly solid, a treatment not even Zhang Ping'an himself had received back in his day.

Zhang Ping'an then divided them according to their respective strengths into Acupuncture, bone-setting and massage, internal medicine, surgery, pediatrics, gynecology, and andrology.

Now they were all interning in this small Pharmacy; at first, some people did not pay attention, but as their reputation spread, they were all becoming somewhat famous now.

If there was an illness they could not solve, everyone would discuss it collectively, and if they still could not make up their minds, they would find Zhang Ping'an; and so the days passed one by one.

In the blink of an eye, another year passed; Zhang Ping'an sent off his father, and less than half a year later, his mother, overcome with grief, followed him.

Zhang Ping'an also seemed to have aged twenty years all at once; his hair, which had been full and black, turned gray in just about a year, and later turned completely white.

"Brother Ping'an..." The four women were all extremely anxious, but there was nothing they could do.

"I'm fine, I've already recovered; a full head of white hair is fitting for my age."

Although his hair had turned white, there was nothing seriously wrong with Zhang Ping'an's body; in the time that followed, Zhang Ping'an taught his few disciples even more diligently, and of course, he also occasionally paid attention to the affairs of the group.

With the development of smartphones, the Oriental Group, under Zhang Ping'an's suggestion, developed two short-video apps, Doushou and Kuaiyin, targeting young people and the middle-aged and elderly populations respectively.

Company employees originally thought it was an impromptu creation by the big boss, but they did not expect it to ignite the internet, with more and more people using it.

With the continuous improvement of short-video functions, the following year saw an explosive growth in users, and Doushou became the late-night companion for young people in one fell swoop.

Of course, Doushou was quite strict regarding the professional certification column; unless one had relevant certificates and proof of employment, it was impossible to be successfully certified.

Moreover, appropriate suggestive content was okay, but pornography was not; the platform focused on being a positive-energy internet platform.

Thus, a batch of positive-energy internet celebrities was born, mostly showcasing their own talents, such as singing and dancing, or teaching people how to cook, or recording a beautiful life.

Under the leadership of Li Dakang, Handong's thirteen cities advanced together, and the economy grew year after year; among them appeared a Doushou internet celebrity who was a Grade-A war criminal, named Fu Shuangdao.

He took pleasure in joking about the "loose" Handong and gathered a large number of fans; even Zhang Ping'an found it interesting. It is said that this person's ancestral home was Lincheng, his father was from Shuicheng, and his mother was from Huaguoshan;

He lived in Jingjiang with his father since childhood, later the whole family moved to Yantai, he went to university in Jingzhou, worked in Luzhou after graduation, and later, due to work reasons, frequently traveled between Tongzhou and Fengcheng.

His entire life experience had covered all of the Handong Thirteen Cities, and he was later hired by Li Dakang as the publicity ambassador for Handong Province.

There were many others similar to the above, all of whom accumulated fans through their own efforts and monetized their traffic; they could be considered the first batch of people to reap the dividends of this traffic era.

In the blink of an eye, two more years passed; the Oriental Garment Factory already had over one hundred thousand people, and its daily production of clothes could wrap around the Earth several times.

The Oriental Supermarket had expanded its cold storage and increased warehouse inventory on their original foundations.

The Feed Processing Plant had also grown from the original two to ten, and the raw materials were all imported from farms in the Beautiful Country, occasionally mixed with some Space Water grains.

The Oriental Farm had also expanded by ten more in the north, with an overall area of over five hundred mu each, and an annual output of over five hundred thousand each.

The Oriental Residential Complex had spread across the country, with the most in Modu, followed by Pengcheng and Sijiucheng.

Eastern Property Management had seen great development over these years, with its staff surging to over one hundred thousand, all providing supporting services for their own residential complexes.

The Eastern Logistics Company already had over ten thousand people, and its subsidiary, the food delivery platform company, had nearly several thousand riders online in every city.

Of course, there was more than one food delivery platform under the Oriental Group in the country, but it was the platform with the most riders online nationwide, with peak active numbers reaching around eight million.

Moreover, the food delivery platform under the Oriental Group did not outsource; everything was directly operated and hired, and the benefits and treatment were no worse than those of white-collar workers, with all five social insurances and one housing fund paid in full.

Soon at the end of the year, the influenza from the previous life swept the globe again; because the Oriental Group had taken corresponding measures early on, the overall impact on it was not significant.

Working from home became the mainstream for these two years; the Oriental Group not only did not lower wages but actively provided subsidies, especially for food delivery riders and logistics staff working outside; it did not increase the burden on customers, but rather the platform subsidized the riders.

Not only did they provide masks and alcohol daily, but the stores also provided Daqinglong Decoction to curb and prevent the flu.

With this one move, the number of people on the platform surged directly, breaking through the peak of ten million two hundred thousand during the three years of the mask period.

Two thousand and twenty-two, a year worth remembering; it was at this time that the Zhang Ping'an of the previous life was electrocuted and transmigrated, but what he did not know was that Xiao Ping'an had not died, but had returned to his modern body.