It was Luo Yonggang calling.

Luo Yonggang sounded particularly excited on the other end of the phone.

"Heading east, a state-owned pharmaceutical company in Fengtai bought up all our red ginseng and ginseng! I never expected it to go so smoothly!"

Hearing his uncle say that all the goods in his possession had been sold, Li Xiangdong finally felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders.

But we were told they wouldn't sell well, so how come they've all sold out all of a sudden?

Before he could ask, Luo Yonggang's excited voice continued, "Guess how much this batch of red ginseng and ginseng sold for?"

Li Xiangdong asked with a smile, "How much? Did it double?"

I bought the ginseng for 11 yuan, and if the price doubles, it will be 22 yuan.

Red ginseng is made by steaming and processing ginseng, and it is more expensive than ginseng. They bought it for 18 yuan per kilogram.

"Third-grade ginseng is 36 yuan, fourth-grade ginseng is 28 yuan, and red ginseng is 42 yuan!"

Luo Yonggang's voice trembled on the other end of the phone; he was too excited.

They purchased a total of 1,000 jin of third-grade ginseng, 200 jin of fourth-grade ginseng, and 500 jin of red ginseng in Yilan. The sales amount was RMB 5,600 plus RMB 5,600, totaling RMB 5,600!

After deducting the cost of [amount], the net profit is [amount]!

Of course, this also includes the 20% profit promised to Xu Yunfeng and others, fuel costs, and so on.

Even so, their profits are still very considerable.

Luo Yonggang took a deep breath and recounted his recent ginseng-selling activities in Yanjing City, which finally made Li Xiangdong understand the whole story.

It turned out that as soon as Luo Yonggang and Bai Yulong arrived in Yanjing, the hazelnuts and pine nuts were so fresh and large that the Yong'an Road Department Store and Yanjing City Department Store, which they usually cooperated with, really liked them and bought them all.

The prices were also very attractive: hazelnuts were 1.1 yuan per jin (500g), and pine nuts were 1.3 yuan per jin.

All that was left were ginseng and red ginseng. They went to several medicinal herb companies, but couldn't sell them.

There's no other reason than that they think the ginseng and red ginseng they have are of poor quality!

Led by Wu Jianjun, Bai Yulong and Luo Yonggang visited several medicinal herb companies in Dongcheng, Xicheng, and Xuanwu districts, but they couldn't sell any.

There are many wealthy people in Yanjing City, and their consumption of good ginseng is also high.

However, at the same time, these large pharmaceutical companies can also get the best supplies from local pharmaceutical companies in Northeast China.

Since they have ginseng that is cheap and of good quality, who would want their inferior products?

Luo Yonggang and Bai Yulong sighed for days, their mouths filled with blisters from worry, making it painful to speak.

The two finally decided that if all else failed, they would have to try selling the goods in the south.

Although it's a bit further away, the pharmaceutical companies in the south certainly don't have the same privileges as those in Yanjing. If Xu Yunfeng can sell his products there, they'll definitely sell them better there than in Yanjing.

The two were talking when Zhou Hongsong arrived.

"Brother! Who did you fight with?!"

Zhou Hongmei was sitting under the eaves picking chives when she looked up and saw Zhou Hongsong come in with a face covered in bruises.

Behind him followed a young man who looked even worse off than him. He had a large, shiny, purplish bump on his head, a dark circle around his left eye, red and swollen cheeks, and bloodstains around his mouth and nose.

Zhou Hongmei instinctively felt that her brother must have gotten into a fight with the person behind him and was being extorted.

And so, they all followed him home!

Zhou Hongsong plopped down on the small stool that Zhou Hongmei had just been sitting on, then patted the chair next to him and said, "Brother, come sit down!"

Luo Honggang and Bai Yulong hurriedly got off the kang (a heated brick bed), slipped on their shoes, and came out of the room. "Hongsong, what happened? Is there a war?"

"Uncle Gang, Uncle Long, are you two home?"

Zhou Hongsong touched his broken face.

"Hiss—we ran into a bunch of hooligans on the road, and this young man and I stepped in to help them."

I see.

Zhou Hongmei quickly went to the three-piece cabinet in her room and took out gentian violet and gauze swabs. "Brother, let me disinfect it for you first!"

"Disinfect the younger brother first; his condition is more serious than mine!"

...

"Ouch! My goodness—"

"Hiss—it hurts!"

Before Wu Jianjun and Jin Deji even entered the house, they heard a series of wails coming from their own yard. The two exchanged a glance and quickened their pace.

Inside the room, Zhou Hongsong frowned, baring his teeth as he looked at his wailing younger brother, "Weren't you pretty fierce during the fight? How come you're like this now..."

Tsk tsk, is it really necessary?

The little guy, whose foot was smeared with gentian violet, said pitifully, "Ouch... I didn't know I'd get hit during the war... Ouch!"

After all, he was a local tyrant who was invincible for miles around, but he was unexpectedly defeated as soon as he made a move today.

If it weren't for this big-eyed older brother in front of me, I would definitely have been crippled.

When Wu Jianjun saw his brother-in-law's glaring eyes, his legs trembled. He wandered around the room for a while, then slipped out under the pretext of cooking.

Jin Deji sighed inwardly. Just as he was about to strike up a conversation with Zhou Hongsong, his gaze swept over the man in front of him and he suddenly recognized the man with the painted face.

"Hey kid, aren't you the Guan family's son?"

The man with the painted face looked up, his eyes clear and innocent. "My surname is Guan! Which Guan family are you talking about?"

Jin Deji smiled kindly.

...

When fortune doesn't turn, gold turns to iron; when fortune turns, iron turns to gold.

Zhou Hongsong never expected that by simply lending a helping hand, he would get to know the beloved son of the general manager of Fengtai District Pharmaceutical and Herbal Materials Company!

What followed was a simple and easy agreement.

For some reason, the pharmaceutical and medicinal materials company in Fengtai District is located a bit further away, so it's not possible to get cheap, high-quality goods like in the previous districts.

General Manager Guan didn't have high hopes, but he had to give face to his son's saviors, so he met with Luo Yonggang and Bai Yulong.

To everyone's surprise, after seeing the ginseng and red ginseng in their hands, they immediately decided to buy them!

I've taken them all!

He even confidently declared that he would introduce them to medicinal herb companies in Mentougou, saying, "These medicinal herb companies of ours are all short of ginseng. How much do you have, we'll buy it all!"

Whether General Manager Guan forgot or deliberately gave them face, he didn't differentiate between levels and gave them a fixed price.

Luo Yonggang and Bai Yulong, holding the approval slip from General Manager Guan, who was waving his hand in a flamboyant manner, arrived at the finance office and received payment on the spot.

The brand-new "Great Unity" bills, bundled in bundles of one hundred, wrapped in strips of white cotton paper, totaled 62 bundles, plus 60 loose bills.

It filled an entire large leather bag!

Now Luo Yonggang and Bai Yulong are particularly savvy. That evening, they brought two bottles of Wuliangye liquor and a bag of apples to General Manager Guan's house to express their sincere gratitude.

Before leaving, Luo Yonggang deliberately placed the bag of apples on the table and said with a smile, "These apples are crisp and sweet, you must keep them for yourself!"

General Manager Guan nodded knowingly, saw them out of the house, and then casually rummaged through his pockets when he returned.

Sure enough, there was a bundle of unopened 10,000 yuan bills inside.