Chapter 134 What the Grassland Herders Lack
It was already very late when we returned. On the winding village road, three figures were walking slowly under the street lights.
Lin Bingqiao and Lin Sanqi, brother and sister, each held a few plastic boxes, with silly smiles on their faces like the stupid sons of landlords.
"Brother, am I dreaming? Our family made over 20 million in one night?..."
"Over 20 million! Then we can live in a big house, drive a Mercedes-Benz or a BMW, and I can buy beautiful clothes too?"
"Alas, I'm still young and can't drive. Brother, can you buy me a slightly better bicycle? The one I ride now has everything that makes noise except the bell..."
"Wang Siqi always looks down on me and calls me a poor bastard at school. Humph, wait until school starts and see how I can refute her..."
"Brother, please say something..."
Lin Sanqi had no time to care about the little girl at this time. His mind was full of thoughts about the fact that he had purchased far more than 70 kilograms of Cordyceps. He could purchase at least 500 kilograms of the special-grade Cordyceps King alone.
As for those small and medium-sized Cordyceps, it is estimated that the purchase amount of them must be several tons.
How much money would that be in RMB? The bank account number has so many zeros after it that I can't even count them. Is this the benefit for time travelers? Is this how you monetize your traffic using the "Gold Finger" feature?
It feels so good to have money.
Suddenly, Lin Sanqi felt a pain in his calf, apparently kicked by the girl next to him.
"Lin Sanqi, did you hear me say I should buy a better bicycle?"
Lin Musen, who was walking silently in front, stopped, his eyes red, and suddenly turned back to touch his daughter's hair:
"A Bing, the classmate you mentioned, Wang Siqi, right? Did he bully you at school? Just because we're poor? Why didn't you ever tell me?"
Lin Bingqiao was also feeling a little down at this time:
"Dad, it's actually nothing. She can gather a bunch of rich students to bully us poor students, but I have good grades and I always crush her in every exam. But Wang Siqi still insisted, saying that after we finish college, we will still go to work in her factory..."
Lin Musen knew that things were definitely not that simple. School bullying incidents were common nowadays, and his daughter must have suffered a lot of grievances.
"A Bing, it was Dad's fault that you and your elder brother suffered in the past."
"Dad..."
"Like your eldest brother, if our family was powerful, how could he be expelled from school because of a small internship incident and still not even have a diploma?
And your brother’s girlfriend, why would she break up with your brother if she didn’t know that our family is poor and your brother has no hope in his career?
If I bought your brother a house and a car in Huadu City, and the savings we have at home are enough to ensure that your brother has enough food and clothing, I believe it will also make the girl's heart firm, and your brother won't be sad for so long."
Lin Sanqi was about to cry: "Dad..."
"And you, my dear daughter, Dad doesn't even know how much you've been wronged in school. I'm afraid your rich students' words are even harsher and more pungent. Did anyone block you in the bathroom and bully you?
In the final analysis, it's because your dad couldn't buy you brand-name clothes or the best school supplies, and even the bicycle you ride to and from school is a worn-out old one, that's why your classmates look down on you. "
Lin Bingqiao recalled everything that happened at school, and tears started to flow...
"Dad, I'm fine. You taught me to respect myself and love myself. I've always been strong inside! Woo woo woo~~~"
Lin Musen stretched out his arms, embraced his son and daughter, and said with a forced smile:
"Don't cry. Dad was useless before. He didn't provide you with the best material support. Even your mom suffered with me for so many years. Things will be better in the future. Dad will focus on his career. In the future, our family will be rich, lots of money, and we won't let you suffer anymore."
Lin Bingqiao firmly believed in her father's words: "Well, Dad, you are the best, I love you!"
Lin Musen burst into laughter and patted his son's shoulder heavily:
"We have our family today thanks to your brother. Remember, if you want a bigger dowry in the future, you can flatter your brother."
"Brother, when I go to college, can you give me a Volkswagen Beetle? I really like the appearance of this car, it's super cute."
"Hmph, Beetle, poverty has limited your imagination, Lin Bingqiao. I'll buy you a Bugatti and make you the coolest kid in school."
"Sports cars, so cool, but it seems like the driver is lying down while driving. Will he fall asleep while driving?"
"Then I'll hire two drivers for you, one for the day shift and one for the night shift, and you can have a good sleep in the car!"
"Brother, why don't we just buy an RV?"
"What does a little brat know? How can a rich person drive an RV?"
"Oh, that's right. We will be rich in the future too, hehe..."
"That's right, let's go to McDonald's and eat chicken legs. We'll buy one and throw one away. That's the style of rich people, hahaha~~~"
"Brother, you are a nouveau riche, a local tycoon, so shameful..."
Lin Musen walked behind, watching his son and daughter walking in front with laughter, imagining his life after becoming rich. He felt extremely satisfied and happy in his heart, and was more determined to run his own "Lingnan Hall" well!
The next morning, Lin Sanqi went to the wholesale market again to purchase a lot of salt and sugar.
Especially sugar, which was a hot commodity everywhere in 1959.
It's just that tea bricks are a little troublesome, because it's too expensive to buy tea bricks directly on the market. His target is those ridiculously cheap clearance goods on Taobao.
Lin Sanqi silently counted it in his mind and found that the proportion of tea bricks being exchanged seemed to be the lowest, and few herders chose them.
At first, Lin Sanqi was a little skeptical. Baidu wrote that herders lack vitamins and need to absorb them from tea.
Later, Lin Sanqi found out that the herders were so poor that they couldn’t even afford salt. Who would care about whether there were vitamins or not?
In the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, only the nobles could afford tea. If the common people wanted to supplement their vitamins, they could just pick some wild vegetables and eat them. How could they want to drink milk tea?
So what do the herders on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau lack the most?
Lin Sanqi also wanted to help them. Without them, how could he have earned 20 million overnight?
It can only be said that the plateau herdsmen seem to lack everything. There is no heavy industry or light industry here, only animal husbandry, and all food, clothing and daily necessities have to be transported from the inland.
Thinking of this, Lin Sanqi came up with some ideas, and combined them with the needs of the herdsmen.
For example, sugar and tea are consumables after all, and the herders only exchange them for fresh food. No one can eat them every day. What are the conditions? How many hundreds of yaks do they have at home?
Then buy some daily necessities and take them back.
Iron pots, enamel washbasins, teacups, kettles, etc. are all durable goods and are also the daily necessities most needed by herders.
There is also cloth. Lin Sanqi found that the herders usually wore coats made of sheepskin, cowhide and other animal skins. They were warm in winter but extremely hot in summer.
Anyway, Lin Sanqi, who has a slight obsession with mysophobia, has been feeling dizzy and swollen from the smoke in Zaduo these days and can't stand it.
This is also one of the reasons why he would rather go out with the beautiful tour guide than to purchase Cordyceps on site. The herders' coats are smelly but they don't wash them.
If they had cloth, they could make light clothes for summer, which would surely be very popular, right?
Lin Sanqi immediately got to work, spending the entire day at various wholesale markets. After buying a roomful of things, he traveled back to 1959...
Lin Sanqi stayed for three days in 2013, which was only three hours in 1959. No one cared what Comrade Lin did during those three hours.
As a result, when Lin Sanqi drove the big truck back to Chikang Village, the whole village, including the herdsmen from other places who came to sell Cordyceps, were in an uproar.
Because this time the big truck brought the "iron pot" that the herdsmen dreamed of.
As soon as Lin Sanqi parked the car, a herdsman came to ask the price:
"Comrade Lin, how do you exchange this iron pot for Cordyceps?"
Lin Sanqi had already made up his mind. The iron pot he bought was the kind used in restaurant kitchens, with two ears and no handle. A large iron pot only cost 30 yuan at the wholesale market.
Lin·Swindler·Sanqi then held up two fingers:
"I'll give you two catties of King Cordyceps for a pot. Four catties of first-class Cordyceps for a pot. If it's small Cordyceps, I'll give you ten catties for a pot. I also have kettles, bowls, and washbasins here, all of which can be exchanged."
When the herdsmen heard this, they all started talking about it, and it was obvious that they were very satisfied with the exchange price.
Iron pots are very precious on the plateau. Without a pot, you can't boil milk, meat, barley, boil water, etc., and life will become very inconvenient.
Some villagers in Chikang Village were anxious because they had sold all their Cordyceps to Lin Sanqi.
"Comrade Lin, we're out of Cordyceps. Can we exchange it with you for something else? Don't you like Tibetan pigs? Yaks would be fine too. Do you want any?"
Lin Sanqi knew that he had to win over the villagers of Chikang Village. After all, the purchase of Cordyceps in the future would depend entirely on them.
"Okay, fellow villagers of Chikang Village, trade me for an iron pot. One yak, or three pigs for one iron pot. What do you think?"
"Yes, yes, Comrade Lin, you are taking such good care of us."
"That's right, Comrade Lin, you are such a good person. The Bodhisattva will bless you."
Lin Sanqi wondered if the Bodhisattva knew that he had traded a 30-yuan iron pot for a cow and three pigs, would he send down nine-day divine thunder to strike this unscrupulous businessman to death?
Lin Sanqi ran to the county with a few kettles and gave one to each of the leaders, which won him great friendship and welcome from the local government.
Let’s put it this way, now Lin Sanqi is not only the God of Wealth of Chikang Village, but also the God of Wealth of the entire Zaduo Village, the kind that can walk sideways.
Because of the arrival of new supplies, herders went crazy digging for Cordyceps in the wild in the following days. Even herders from far away Nagqu came to Yushu to sell Cordyceps.
(End of this chapter)
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