Chapter 131 Cordyceps is the capital of migration
Lin Sanqi decided to openly purchase Cordyceps, regardless of size.
Of course, the purchase price is still different. A Cordyceps that weighs more than 1 gram is still purchased at 500 grams in exchange for one pound of salt, one pound of sugar and one tea cake.
A piece of Cordyceps weighing more than 0.5 grams can be exchanged for 2 jin of salt, 1 jin of sugar and a piece of tea cake.
As for small Cordyceps that weigh less than 0.5 grams each, 5 kilograms of Cordyceps can be exchanged for one kilogram of salt, one kilogram of sugar, and one tea cake.
If capitalists saw this exchange rate, they would cry and call the people profiteers, but in 1959 it was unexpectedly welcomed by the herdsmen.
After all, top-grade Cordyceps are extremely rare and hard to come by, but if you are talking about ordinary-sized Cordyceps, how many are there in the mountains and plains?
Lowering the threshold means more people will benefit.
The news that Han people in Chikang Village were buying large quantities of Cordyceps, regardless of size, and paying very high prices spread quickly across the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.
More herders who got the news were on their way to Zaduo with the Cordyceps they had collected.
The herders were celebrating, and Lin Sanqi was running out of supplies, so he prepared to go back to 2013 to buy some salt and sugar.
When Lin Sanqi came back, he was holding two large plastic boxes.
"Mom, come quickly!"
Wang Wenjuan was in the rice shop when she heard her son's cry and hurried over:
"Qizai, what are all the things in this box of yours?"
"Mom, these are all pig offal and some pork. These are Tibetan fragrant pigs, which are very precious. They are freshly slaughtered, and the ingredients are very fresh. Please clean them up quickly. We will have pig offal porridge for lunch."
Wang Wenjuan was a little puzzled. How could the freshly slaughtered pig offal be taken out of the room?
But she had one advantage: she was too lazy to think about things she couldn't figure out, so she took the plastic box and walked towards the kitchen:
"Don't worry, Mom will definitely cook it deliciously for you."
Lin Sanqi ran to his own Chinese medicine clinic again to look for his father.
At this time, there were already many patients waiting in the Chinese medicine clinic, filling the small Lingnan Hall. Lin Musen was also sitting upright, examining patients seriously.
Lingnantang's money-making model is relatively traditional, that is, doctors only prescribe medicine, which is equivalent to charging a "registration fee", which Chinese medicine calls a "consultation fee".
As for which pharmacy the patient goes to to get the medicine, it is up to the patient.
One advantage of doing this is that patients no longer have to worry about being ripped off, and it prevents doctors from prescribing large amounts of medicine just to get the drug deduction.
But the biggest disadvantage for doctors is that they cannot sell precious Chinese medicinal materials and cannot make more money.
Therefore, this traditional Chinese medicine clinic model is becoming less and less common. Generally, Chinese medicine clinics in China, including those in Hong Kong, Macao, Taiwan or Southeast Asian countries, have their own pharmacies, and prescriptions are not leaked.
Ever since the Lin family’s Angong Niuhuang Pills became famous in Huadu, many patients have come to them.
This is how traditional Chinese medicine works. As long as its reputation spreads, there will be no shortage of patients. Especially in the south, there are many patients who trust traditional Chinese medicine.
Regardless of whether it makes money or not, Lin Musen is already very happy now that he has seen the day when "Lingnan Hall" will restore the glory of its ancestors.
Seeing his father busy, Lin Sanqi retreated with the plastic box and went upstairs:
"Lin Bingqiao, come here!"
Lin Bingqiao opened the door and stuck her head out: "Brother, what's wrong?"
Lin Sanqi waved his hand: "Come on, come on, come here, help me sort the Cordyceps in the box and sort them by weight. It's a very simple job."
Although Lin Bingqiao is a high school girl, she grew up in a traditional Chinese medicine clinic and has some understanding of the preciousness of Cordyceps.
When he saw his eldest brother holding a whole box of Cordyceps in his arms, his eyes lit up:
"Wow, brother, there are so many Cordyceps, where did they come from?"
"Where did it come from? It must have fallen from the sky. Hurry up, once you finish cleaning up this box of Cordyceps, I'll give you 1,000 yuan as a reward."
"Wow~~Brother you are the best~~~"
Lin Bingqiao came over skipping and jumping, and together with Lin Sanqi, they picked up the box and went into the main room.
Lin Sanqi took out a small electronic scale and asked his sister to weigh each Cordyceps sinensis and then sort them out herself.
The Cordyceps King that is larger than 1 gram is placed on a wooden plate, and the smaller first-grade Cordyceps is placed on another wooden plate.
Just at this moment, Lin Peidong walked in with his hands behind his back.
When Lin Sanqi and Lin Bingqiao saw the clan leader coming, they immediately stood up politely and said, "Grandpa!"
Uncle Lin was originally quite calm. Lin Musen's family had encountered too many things recently. Their house was smashed a few days ago. As the clan leader and village chief, he was quite worried, so he came to take a look during his lunch break.
As a result, when the old man saw the main hall of the Lin family, which was full of Cordyceps sinensis, he was a little dumbfounded.
"Qi, Qizi, what is this? Cordyceps? Are you guys making fake Cordyceps?"
Although Uncle Lin is dressed in a simple way, wearing a white traditional gown and dark bell-bottom pants, he is one of the real "capital" lurking underwater, controlling tens of billions of assets in Shilou Village.
So he is one of those people with insight.
Because of his knowledge, the old man's first reaction when he saw so many premium Cordyceps at once was that these Cordyceps were fake. How could an ordinary family own so many precious Chinese medicinal materials?
Lin Sanqi got anxious when he heard this and refused to admit it:
"Grandpa, how can this be fake? These are all real things. Look, the dirt and moss we cleared off are still there."
Uncle Lin picked up a piece of Cordyceps for comparison. The length of the grass head and the insect body was longer than a cigarette.
"Wow, a Cordyceps this big? It's so rare. I've never seen one in my entire life."
Lin Sanqi thought that this kind of king-level Cordyceps was too rare, so it could not be found on the market, and only the top rich people in the country were qualified to enjoy it.
This is just like the ancient tea trees in the valley of Longjing Village and the Dahongpao tea trees on the rock walls of Wuyi Mountain. They are not available on the market. Without a certain status, you cannot buy them even if you have money.
Each cordyceps that Lin Sanqi brought back this time weighed about 1 gram, and half of them weighed more than 1.5 grams.
It was only in 1959 that large-scale purchases could be made, but by 2013, when the market was fully developed, it was almost extinct.
Uncle Lin took a piece of Cordyceps and looked at the room full of Cordyceps. His mind was full of exclamation marks:
"There are so many. If I throw them away, how much will it cost? Qizi, are all these yours?"
Lin Sanqi chuckled:
"They're all from our family. I'm sorting them out now and preparing to sort them by weight. The prices vary greatly depending on the size. With all this Cordyceps, I could easily buy a Rolls-Royce."
"Heh, kid, I really don't know what connection your family has been connected to recently..."
While Uncle Lin was still sighing, Lin Musen finished his work and walked out of the Chinese medicine clinic. He came into the main room and was stunned to see a room full of Cordyceps.
As a practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he knew more clearly what so many Cordyceps Kings meant, and he instantly became excited:
My son has found a new source of income in 1959!!!
But in front of others, Lin Musen pretended to be calm: "Grandpa, you're here, Qizi, have you packed up all the Cordyceps?"
Lin Sanqi thought his father's reaction was really quick, so he said in agreement:
"It's almost done, there are still some things to be cleaned up."
At this time, Wang Wenjuan also shouted from the kitchen: "Clean up the table, the pork porridge is ready."
"Okay, Grandpa, you stay and try it. Today's pork offal is different!"
Uncle Lin didn't mind. He still had a lot of questions he wanted to ask Lin Musen, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll have lunch at your house today."
Lin Sanqi and Lin Bingqiao quickly cleared the table and busied themselves wiping the chairs and table.
"Hmm, not bad, not bad. This pork offal is so tender and fresh. I wonder where this pig is from? I've never eaten it before."
Uncle Lin kept praising the food while eating.
People in Huadu are very particular about "eating", such as pork offal porridge.
People in Huadu who know how to eat will choose to go to the porridge shop in the middle of the night to eat pork porridge.
Because the most important thing about pork offal congee is the freshness of the ingredients, the pork offal is sent directly from the slaughterhouse to the restaurant kitchen overnight. Everything must be done quickly and against the clock.
The chef's handling of different parts of pork is also very important.
For example: pork liver should be marinated with sugar first, and pig heart should be dredged with peanut oil.
After the porridge is cooked, the order of adding the pork offal is also very particular. There are requirements on which one to put in first and which one to put in later, such as raw intestines, pork liver, pork kidneys, rice noodles, lean meat, etc.
But no matter how particular you are, the pigs in the slaughterhouse are all feed pigs. How can they be compared with the pure natural Tibetan pigs that eat Cordyceps sinensis every day?
Moreover, these pig offal are sent to the system space for storage right after they are taken, so they are very fresh and naturally taste very tender.
Served with stir-fried pork offal, stir-fried choy sum, and pickles, not only Uncle Lin, but everyone else in the Lin family also enjoyed the meal.
After eating and drinking, Lin Bingqiao made tea.
Uncle Lin then burped heartily and looked around the Lin family's main hall and dining room.
The Lin family had been renovating the house before, but after being attacked and smashed by the Zhou family, the renovation stopped. The Lin family simply cleaned up the house and reinstalled the front door. The whole house looked shabby.
"Asen, look at your house. It's not in good shape. I think you shouldn't renovate it. Qizi is of marriageable age anyway. Why not just tear it down and rebuild it in a more luxurious way?"
When Lin Musen heard this, his eyes lit up and he thought to himself, that’s right, we didn’t have money before, but now our family is rich, so rebuilding a house is indeed a good choice.
As for new house approval...
Just like Hu Jianren going abroad, as long as Mazu agrees, why does he need a visa?
When people in Shilou Village build houses, as long as the village and neighbors agree, there's no need for approval. Of course, even if you ask for approval, it won't be approved...
"Building a house is a good idea, but if we tear it down and rebuild it, what will happen to my Chinese medicine clinic? I'm finally getting more patients now."
Lin Musen expressed his concerns.
Uncle Lin disagreed:
"Asen, if you want to expand and prosper Lingnan Hall, staying in this village is not a good idea. You have to go out. These Cordyceps are your best capital."
A reader reminded me that the novel forgot to mention the drying of the cordyceps, which is a bug. However, since the manuscript has already been written, I will ignore this step. Dear readers, please don’t pay attention to these details... Cover your face and leave...
(End of this chapter)
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