Chapter 226 The smell of wolf meat
Ten earthen stoves were built on the open space in front of the family building, and wolf meat was stewed in full swing.
The fragrant smell of meat filled the entire family compound, making countless people swallow their saliva desperately.
Lin Sanqi walked over and smelled it, then covered his nose. He thought that such a strong smell would make him feel sick. How could these people around him stare at the earthen stove with shining eyes and drool?
It has a strong fishy smell. Firstly, wild wolf meat is fishy to begin with, and secondly, there is no seasoning to remove the fishy smell, not even cooking wine. How could it not be fishy?
Because it is cooked in a big pot, it is simply adding water and salt, and then directly stewing the wolf meat. It is not even braised because there is not enough soy sauce.
Just because Lin Sanqi felt sick didn't mean others would feel sick too. Look, Dean Shen was happily holding a bowl, waiting for the meal to start.
After a while, the wolf meat was stewed, and everyone started to eat it. Dean Shen, as the head of the unit, naturally got the first bowl of meat.
The tenderloin is the most tender part.
Dean Shen took the large bowl of wolf meat, smiled and began to eat, praising it as he ate:
"Wolf meat nourishes the five internal organs, protects against cold, warms the stomach, and strengthens the marrow. It's a great tonic for winter. Xiaoqi, don't just stand there, eat it quickly."
Lin Sanqi also picked up the chopsticks, put them in his mouth and took a bite, and almost spit it out, mainly because the fishy smell was too strong.
"Uncle Shen, this wolf meat isn't as delicious as dog meat, and it's too tough to chew."
Dean Shen laughed and said, "You are not lucky enough. If you don't eat it, I will. Just leave it there."
There were already 10 long lines lined up nearby, each holding a bowl waiting to be served meat...
After eating the wolf meat, Dean Shen put down his bowl and chopsticks and said to Lin Sanqi:
"Come on, come with me into the city. I have something to tell you."
On the way back to Beijing, Dean Shen burped and leaned back comfortably in his seat:
"After all, your Jeep is more comfortable. The cars we sold to capitalists back then were different. They're very stable and powerful."
Lin Sanqi thought, "Should I tell you that I spent hundreds of thousands of dollars modifying this car? I'll scare you to death if I tell you."
"Xiao Qi, I asked you to come along this time because of a few things. One is that the interns assigned from the Medical College have arrived at our hospital and are undergoing pre-job training. Your partner is also here. Should they stay at the main hospital or go with you to the branch hospital?"
Lin Sanqi's mind flashed back to Mao Xiaotong's appearance, and he smiled sheepishly.
"Well, well, I've already made an agreement with her. I'm going to send Pan Ye to the Changping branch. After all, there are 12 veteran Chinese medicine experts there. They are the leaders of Chinese medicine in China. It's definitely the right thing to learn from them."
Dean Shen nodded: "You are a very shrewd boy. Okay, you can take your partner away later."
Lin Sanqi suddenly thought of something at this time:
"Uncle Shen, regarding Pan Ye's future employment, will it be okay for him to join our Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"
Dean Shen burst out laughing:
"I've observed that girl. She's a good girl for life and pretty. I agree to the marriage. As for her job assignment, I'll take care of it."
Lin Sanqi was delighted. "Thank you, Uncle Shen. If you need me any help in the future, just let me know. Hehehe."
"I really do have something I need you to do right away. You need to find a way to get some food. This morning I called the National Peking Opera Company and asked them to come to Changping for a performance. They asked us to provide some food as the performance fee."
Lin Sanqi curled his lips after hearing this:
"How dare these people's artists ask for food? I've heard that the four great actors like Mei Lanfang earn over 2,000 yuan a month in salary alone.
Fourteen Peking Opera actors such as Ma Lianliang, Tan Fuying, Zhang Junqiu, Qiu Shengrong, Zhao Yanxia, etc. were rated as first-class literary and artistic, and their monthly salary was more than 1,000 yuan.
Look at me, I have been promoted now, but my monthly salary is only 60 yuan, and only two-thirds of it is paid. We medical workers only get this little money, and they still want us to give them food?
Isn't this troupe too greedy? They won't perform for the people if there's no food? They won't serve the people if there's no benefit?
Dean Shen rolled his eyes at Lin Sanqi:
"Hey, you have a lot of complaints, kid? Artists don't eat? I'm telling you, you can just say some things in front of me, but you must watch your mouth when you are outside. Be careful of what you say."
Lin Sanqi stuck out his tongue. "I know, I know. Everyone in the hospital knows that you're my godfather. What godson would be afraid of his godfather complaining?"
Dean Shen also laughed when he heard this. Obviously, he had also heard of this rumor, but he had already tacitly accepted it.
"By the way, Uncle Shen, how much food do you need this time?"
Dean Shen already had a plan in mind:
"Can you get 10 tons first? Ordinary Peking Opera staff get a 10-jin (approximately 1000 catties) food allowance a day, and famous actors need 50 jin (approximately 1000 catties). If we perform three shows in a row, we'll definitely need 2,000 to 3,000 jin (approximately 2,000 to 3,000 catties) in total."
Lin Sanqi sighed and thought to himself, no wonder everyone wants to be an actor. Although this profession was once considered lowly, it really makes money, far more than traditional Chinese medicine.
There are so many beautiful prostitutes in the Eight Great Hutongs, but they might as well go and sing operas. The life of a prostitute is so miserable that they even had to undergo labor reform after liberation. Look at these artists, they ask for 50 kilograms of food at the very beginning.
"Most of the remaining grain will be given to the Changping branch, and a small portion will be kept in the main hospital cafeteria. To be honest with you, the collective grain allocated to our unit by the state has been reduced again this year. If this continues, our cafeteria will not be able to survive even with the wild vegetable porridge."
"Is it so serious?" Lin Sanqi almost slammed on the brakes.
Dean Shen continued with a heavy expression:
"I think the situation will only get worse in the future. I've heard that some workplaces have already closed their collective canteens because there are no more collective food quotas. Employees have to bring their own food, and whether or not they can bring food is no longer a concern."
During this period, almost all units had canteens, even small factories on the streets had canteens.
Employees can buy a meal by providing a small amount of food coupons and cash, and the value of the meal far exceeds the value of the food coupons, which is equivalent to a disguised welfare.
If this part of the benefit is cancelled now, the food supply contradiction of workers' families will become more prominent.
Lin Sanqi thought for a moment and asked:
"Uncle Shen, what kind of food do you think we can provide that will fill people's stomachs without attracting too much attention?"
"Hey, you can even pick food?"
Dean Shen's evaluation of Lin Sanqi has risen to a higher level. These days, there are so many people who can get whatever food they want. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are gods.
"It's better to use coarse grains. If all you get is snow-white rice and flour, it will attract too much hatred. If the higher authorities or other units find out, I'm afraid it will really be a fight to the death.
So you just need to find a way to get some cornmeal, sweet potatoes, sorghum rice, and the like. Whole grains are cheaper, so you can get more. I'll give you 200,000 yuan worth of wild ginseng. Even if you want to make a profit, don't be too ruthless. You must always consider the interests of the collective and the people."
"Yeah, yeah, Uncle Shen, don't worry. I'll definitely charge a lot for external sales, but for our own company, I'll definitely sell at cost price."
In fact, what Lin Sanqi was thinking in his mind was that if you want flour and rice, it’s easy, just go to the wholesale market.
But you want cornmeal. Where can I get it?
Cornmeal is not pure corn flour, it has to be powder ground together with the core. I'm afraid that pigs in Huadu area will not eat this.
"Xiao Qi, there is one more thing."
Dean Shen patted the wooden box in his arms and said seriously:
"Only you and I know the complete version of these secret recipes. Even Vice President Ji hasn't memorized the details. I allow you to take pictures on the condition that you don't use these secret recipes to make a profit. Don't set up a private factory. That's a serious taboo, understand?"
Lin Sanqi nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, Uncle Shen. I promise I will never use the secret recipe to start a factory. I don't have the means to do that."
He felt a little guilty when he said this...
"Hehe, others may not have connections, but you might not. You're too evil. And one more thing, you must remember these four secrets firmly in your mind. Never reveal them to foreigners, and don't use them to exchange for money with foreigners. Do you understand?"
Lin Sanqi reassured again and again: "I understand, I understand, don't worry, my father is also an old Chinese medicine doctor, I naturally understand the importance of secret recipes to Chinese medicine."
In fact, Lin Sanqi was complaining in his heart again at this time.
From Shi Jinmo and his generation to Dean Shen's generation, everyone regards the secret recipe as the most precious treasure. They would rather take it with them to the coffin than reveal it to outsiders. They value it more than their own lives.
But 20 years later, there was a group of prodigals who sold almost all the secret recipes that could be sold in the country to Japan and South Korea.
Among them, there are more than 2,000 kinds of Chinese herbal medicines put on the market in Japan alone, and all of these Chinese herbal medicines (secret recipes) come from our country.
This also directly led to the fact that Japan and South Korea accounted for 90% of the market share of traditional Chinese medicine in the international market.
So it’s not that traditional Chinese medicine is ineffective, it’s that the profitable traditional Chinese medicine is in the hands of foreigners.
They are making a lot of money from traditional Chinese medicine, so how can they allow Chinese traditional Chinese medicine to rise again and steal their business? Of course they want to find a way to destroy Chinese traditional Chinese medicine.
So think about it, while some idiots in China are still shouting against traditional Chinese medicine and calling for the abolition of Chinese medicine, Japan and South Korea are desperately researching their own secret recipes, and then formulating a complete set of drug standards and exporting them to China.
They use our secret recipes and our raw materials (75% of Chinese herbal medicine raw materials are exported from my country), and then export them back to China to make money from us Chinese people.
It has to be said that people in Japan and South Korea know how to make money.
At the same time, we have to say that some people in China who are against traditional Chinese medicine (not all) have very suspicious motives. They are probably paid to do things and have muddied the waters in the country.
Thinking of this, Lin Sanqi suddenly had the impulse of a young man, that is, to restore the lost glory of traditional Chinese medicine in the country and to take back the dominance of traditional Chinese medicine from the mouths of Japan, South Korea and other countries!
Lin Sanqi felt as if he was instantly enveloped in the aura of the Virgin Mary...
(End of this chapter)
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