Chapter 298: Cordyceps Purchase and Falsification of Accounts
Yushu, in front of the Cordyceps Market.
The market's gate frame is built in Tibetan style, with a red banner in the middle with "China's No. 1 Magical Herb" written in black font.
At the top of the door frame is a huge Cordyceps sinensis model, more than ten meters long, which looks very spectacular under the blue sky and white clouds.
"Lin Sanqi, come here quickly, let's take a picture."
Although Yin Lianyi came here under the name of a business inspection, she knew the inside story and knew that this inspection was just a formality and a show match, and there was no KPI assessment at all, so she was in a very relaxed mood and treated it as a trip.
At the entrance of this quaint market, Lin Sanqi stood there. Yin Lianyi hugged Lin Sanqi's arm, raised one leg, stretched out two fingers and made a happy and cute gesture.
Meng Peng held the phone: "Come, Tian Qi..."
Lin Tianhua had a smile on his face, but he was actually a little worried.
Although Lin Sanqi is his boss and Yin Lianyi is his subordinate, they have another identity: Lin Sanqi is his nephew, and Yin Lianyi is the daughter of Pingle Village.
Shilou Village and Pingle Village have not intermarried for 100 years. If the two people officially announce it, will it trigger a new war between the two villages?
Lin Tianhua said that he didn't dare to think about it, he didn't dare to think about it at all. He was afraid that he, the person who knew the truth but didn't report it, would be the first one to be beaten to death by the clan leader at the door of the ancestral hall.
"Okay, distinguished guests from Dongguang Province, now that we've finished taking photos, let's go take a look inside the market."
The young man introduced was from a local travel agency, named Jiaba, and was hired this time to be a local tour guide.
Lingnantang is now a household name in the Cordyceps market, and is known to everyone working in the Cordyceps industry.
After all, the company that has monopolized the high-end Cordyceps market in Dongguan Province, Hong Kong, Macao and Southeast Asia is Lingnantang, a company that suddenly emerged from nowhere. It is not an exaggeration to call it the "King of Cordyceps in South China".
The key point is that in the entire domestic Cordyceps market, no one knows where Lingnan Hall’s Cordyceps comes from. This is the biggest question hanging over everyone’s head.
Of course, judging from the appearance of the Cordyceps at Lingnan Hall, everyone is certain that it comes from Yushu or Nagqu, but they just can't find out who sells it.
If we can't find out who sold the goods, then every vendor in the market is a suspect.
The three major domestic Cordyceps distribution companies have plowed the land over and over again, but have not been able to find out which Cordyceps farmer is so bold as to do so.
With Lingnan Tang's trend of occupying the South China market in half a year, it will not be long before it can completely occupy the entire domestic high-end Cordyceps market, which is something the three major Cordyceps distributors cannot tolerate.
Lin Tianhua was afraid that someone would play a trick on him and throw a dump truck out of control on the way, so he came to Yushu incognito this time, and the Lingnan Hall group came in as tourists.
Director Qiangba is still working hard as a tour guide:
"Friends in Dongguang, the Cordyceps Trading Market that is now before you is quite large. It is the largest professional wholesale market in Yushu, with more than 270 shops specializing in Cordyceps trading, covering a total area of more than 20,000 square meters.
This is just the normal season. If it is the peak season every year, there will be at least thousands of buyers coming from all over the country. If the shops are not enough, they will set up stalls outside to buy goods. It will definitely be a sea of people, very spectacular."
Yin Lianyi took pictures with her mobile phone and asked curiously:
"Guide, when is the peak season for Cordyceps?"
"Oh, that's right. We have a specific season for harvesting Cordyceps here. Generally, the fresh Cordyceps season is from May to August each year, and the Cordyceps we harvest is unprocessed. The post-season Cordyceps season is from September to April of the following year, and the Cordyceps are dried.
You've come at the perfect time. Look how crowded this market is. These customers are generally from hospitals, pharmacies, and pharmaceutical factories. This market alone has an annual transaction volume of over 30 billion. Make a fortune! This is all gold."
It can be seen that the tour guide Qiangba is very jealous of the Cordyceps business.
"Come, distinguished guests from Dongguang Province, come and take a look. This is our Yushu Cordyceps. How is it? Is it big enough? Would you like to buy some?"
A common problem among directors is that they want tourists to shop.
Lin Sanqi, Lin Tianhua, Yin Lianyi, Meng Qiang, Lin Jianghe, the future Northwest branch manager who had just arrived at Qinghai, and his driver and bodyguard all gathered around.
The owner of the Cordyceps shop took a look and poured the whole bag of Cordyceps onto the table:
"Boss, take a look! This is the best Cordyceps we have in Yushu. Look, is it big? It's second-grade, very rare."
The boss was very proud of his introduction. Lin Sanqi and the others just shook their heads after watching him.
"That's it?"
Lingnan Hall sells Cordyceps. After seeing their own 18cm Cordyceps, these tiny Cordyceps are far from satisfying the appetite of the people in Lingnan Hall.
The boss was a little unhappy when he saw the disdainful expressions of the few people:
"Hey, you think it's too small? We have bigger ones too, but you may not be able to afford the bigger ones."
Lin Tianhua stopped the others and nodded quickly, saying, "Yes, yes, we can't afford it. Sorry, let's go look somewhere else."
The tour guide Qiangba thought that these tourists really couldn't afford it, so he quickly explained:
"In recent years, the Cordyceps market has become increasingly polarized. First-class or special-grade Cordyceps is becoming less and less available, and the price is also rising. This year's price has increased by 50,000 yuan compared to last year.
But the price of small Cordyceps is falling every year, probably because the amount of Cordyceps cultivated is gradually increasing. The majority of the markets we visit now sell low-end Cordyceps; the high-end Cordyceps is taken away as soon as it is dug out of the ground."
Lin Sanqi and his companions walked from one store to another. It would be more accurate to say that they were looking at the shops rather than the Cordyceps.
It can be seen that the market is indeed very prosperous, with people coming and going. In addition to dealers from all over the country, there are also many people dressed as ordinary herdsmen holding bags of Cordyceps to sell to various stores.
Of course, the herdsmen are also very experienced. They put the big ones in one group and the small ones in another, and they don’t mix them together.
The transaction was still done in a primitive way, with a sleeve bag and two people using their hands to indicate the transaction. No one knew the specific transaction price, making it very mysterious.
Lin Sanqi and Lin Tianhua looked around at the same time, observing whether there was anyone watching or deliberately observing these herdsmen while they were trading.
Fortunately, everything is normal.
This shows that such transactions are very common in this wholesale market, or are one of the mainstream trading methods.
Now that transportation is convenient, herders prefer to take a day or two by car to sell their products in the city market rather than sell them in the fields to small buyers on motorcycles.
Everyone can learn well.
Lin Sanqi thought of another time and space. In 1959, no one was interested in Yushu Cordyceps sinensis and no one bought it. It was all eaten by cattle and sheep as grass.
Thinking of this, Lin Sanqi calculated the time. In another time and space, it seemed that he was about to set off for Yushu again.
Lin Tianhua nudged Lin Sanqi at this time and reminded him:
"I think it's feasible to set up a storefront in this market and use it as a smokescreen to buy Cordyceps. There's a lot of traffic here, and I see quite a few herders bringing Cordyceps to trade."
Lin Sanqi nodded and instructed Lin Jianghe beside him:
"Brother He, your main task in the future is to open a store in this market and purchase Cordyceps. You can also sell some low-end Cordyceps. The supply company will provide it to you."
Lin Sanqi thought that he had also purchased a lot of low-end Cordyceps from another era, which could be shipped wholesale.
After all, Lingnan Hall only produces high-quality products, and low-end Cordyceps has no use. It is better to sell them in packages, because the quantity is large and the total amount is a huge amount.
Lin Jianghe had been a professional manager and had experience in business. He also knew Lin Sanqi's plan, so he smiled and said,
"Don't worry, Qizi, there's no job easier than this. To be honest, I feel unworthy of a salary of 1 million yuan a year."
Lin Tianhua went to instruct:
"You shouldn't just stay in this market. You should also occasionally visit the main Cordyceps producing areas. This way, you won't give the impression that you're secretly purchasing Cordyceps outside. You can hire some bodyguards later. After all, the northwest region isn't very safe."
Lin Sanqi also worried:
"You can buy any car you want. Any model is fine. The company will reimburse you. As for bodyguards, we'll hire retired military personnel. They're highly skilled and won't run away at a critical moment. The company will also reimburse them. When our Lin family is out, safety is our top priority."
The fact that the land is vast and the population is sparse is not just talk. If they kill you and bury you in a random hole, you can only be treated as a missing person.
The Northwest is not like the big coastal cities, where there are surveillance cameras everywhere. With Skynet and big data analysis, criminals basically can't escape.
Lingnan Hall had touched other people's cheese, so it was afraid that someone would retaliate.
Lin Hai in the Northeast branch also has three bodyguards protecting him 24 hours a day to prevent anyone from taking desperate measures.
Lin Jianghe chuckled, "Okay, I have no problem with Uncle Shi and Qizi's arrangements."
Lin Tianhua continued to explain as he walked:
"You have to do the same thing here as you did in Lin Hai. You have to withdraw cash from the bank frequently and pretend it's for purchasing Cordyceps. Then you have to deposit it in other banks. You have to make fake accounts for purchasing Cordyceps every day and use formal invoices.
In addition, we regularly bring in a batch of Cordyceps King-grade Cordyceps from Huadu. When the time comes, you can deliberately show off in front of others, pretending to have purchased it yourself, and then pretend to pack and ship it to Huadu. It would be best if everyone in the market knew about it."
Lin Jianghe patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Shi, I'm an expert at cooking the books. Haha, it's just acting."
Lin Tianhua became more serious after hearing this:
"Asking you to cook the books is about acquiring fake accounts. Don't try to falsify the accounts for funds or taxes. We Lins must earn money in an honest and upright way. As long as you do a good job, Qizi and I will not treat you unfairly. Do you understand?"
The Lin family has always had good family education. Anyone who does something wrong will be forced to kneel down in the ancestral hall and in serious cases will be expelled from the family tree. This is a very deterrent.
Lin Jianghe almost trembled after hearing this:
"Qizi, Uncle Shi, don't worry. No matter how much of a jerk I am, I won't do anything to my family."
Lin Sanqi also agreed with Uncle Shi's warning. In front of money, family is of no importance. Human nature cannot stand the test, except for one's biological parents.
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Traveled from 2013 to the back garden of the princess's mansion in 1960.
Lin Sanqi changed back into the clothes of this era, then sat on the steps at the door and began to adjust to the time difference in a daze.
Although both eras are called China, their customs, habits, speech and behavior are completely different. What's more important is that the memories of both sides have to be reconnected, which is the most troublesome.
Just like a mobile phone, it needs to be started again and again. One is an Android system and the other is an Apple system. Although they are both mobile phones, the contents are different.
At this time, the courtyard door opened and Jin Caifeng walked in alone. She was a little surprised to see her youngest son sitting there:
"Qizi, when did you come back? Why didn't you come to the middle courtyard to tell me?"
Lin Sanqi quickly stood up: "Mom, I just got back too. I'm tired and want to sit down and rest. What are you doing?"
Jin Caifeng pointed at the seedlings on the ground and introduced them as if they were treasures:
"No, I've turned the empty spaces on both sides into vegetable gardens. It just so happens that there's a well in your yard that hasn't dried up yet, so it's perfect for watering the vegetables. Look, these are the newly planted cabbages, these are the radishes, and these are the cucumbers..."
Lin Sanqi chuckled and said, "Mom, aren't you afraid of making mistakes? Be careful of getting your tail cut off."
Jin Caifeng gently hit her youngest son and said, "Go, grow your own food and eat it yourself. What's wrong with that? Don't scare Mom."
Seeing that the courtyard gate was closed and no one would disturb him, Lin Sanqi quickly took out two plates of snacks from inside the house:
"Mom, here, this is wife cake, and this is pineapple bun, try them quickly."
Jin Caifeng was used to her youngest son occasionally pulling out strange things, so she didn't intend to ask any more questions. She picked up a pineapple bun and took a bite.
"Mm, this pineapple bun is fragrant and sweet, and tastes exactly the same as the one in Hong Kong."
Lin Sanqi thought to himself that the wife of a wealthy family was indeed knowledgeable. This pineapple bun was not something he brought back from Hong Kong in 2013. It was also considered one of Hong Kong's special delicacies.
"Mom, try this Yuen Long wife cake and see if it tastes authentic."
Jin Caifeng took it and took a bite. Eating delicious food always makes people happy. The old lady felt a lot more relaxed:
"Delicious, delicious! I haven't had this kind of southern snack in all my years in the north. By the way, how are you and Xiao Yezi doing? When are you planning to get married?"
Lin Sanqi was a little speechless. Eating a wife cake could be linked to asking for a wife.
"Don't worry, Mom. Xiao Yezi and I are doing fine. She has taken those 12 old national treasures as her teachers and is busy studying every day. Is Daddy in good health now that Changping has returned?"
"No problem, your father is a Chinese medicine doctor, he can regulate himself, he's fine. Oh, right, I remembered something."
The mother and son were eating cakes and chatting. At this time, Jin Caifeng put down the cakes:
"Has Xiao Yezi's father been diagnosed with tuberculosis before?"
Lin Sanqi was confused. "Yes, Chinese medicine said it was tuberculosis. Later, I went to the Union Hospital for an X-ray, and it was confirmed to be tuberculosis."
Jin Caifeng was still a little puzzled: "Did you really cure her father's tuberculosis?"
Lin Sanqi said proudly:
"Of course. If I hadn't cured her father's terminal illness, Pan Ye wouldn't have fallen for my Dacron pants, haha."
Jin Caifeng nodded her son's head and said, "You are nothing like your father, smooth talker."
In fact, Lin Sanqi never mentioned this. If he hadn't cured Professor Pan's tuberculosis, how could Pan Ye be so easily won over? How could he follow him so wholeheartedly?
Lin Sanqi had already noticed that Pan Ye had a soft personality. Although he had attended university, his ideas were still very traditional. She would not object if he wanted to marry several concubines.
After all, although Professor Pan did not marry a concubine, Grandpa Pan married four wives, and several of Pan Ye’s uncles also had concubines.
Girls from such large mansions are not opposed to concubines, and even believe that having many children means more blessings, and marrying more concubines and having more children is necessary for the continuation of the family line.
There were also strong-willed girls who truly rejected concubines and were determined to break with their feudal families, but they all ran away to northern Shaanxi instead of staying in Beijing to study.
Therefore, Lin Sanqi was very satisfied with Pan Ye and felt that he could control this future wife and soft persimmon.
"Mom, why are you suddenly asking me if I can cure tuberculosis?"
"Why else could it be? Someone needs your help. Yesterday, the National Peking Opera Company started a three-day performance at its Changping branch. Two of their famous actors are suffering from tuberculosis, and one is so ill that he can't even go on stage.
Originally, these two celebrities wanted to have Dean Shen see them, but Dean Shen recommended you. Then, they found out you were on a business trip and were worried about it, asking around the world to find out where you were.
"Oh, the Peking Opera Theater is here. Mom, why don't you go to Changping to watch Peking Opera?"
"Many people from our hospital have rushed to Changping. I still have Jiageng and Zhenzhen to take care of, so I can't go."
There are too few entertainment activities these days. In addition, it is a difficult time now, and opera programs, one of the representatives of decadent music, have also been restricted. Therefore, there are very few performances even in the theaters in the city.
In an era without television, very few radios, no performances in theaters, no mobile phones, no entertainment magazines and newspapers, life was quite dull and boring.
There might be a power outage at night, so I can't even read. There's really no other entertainment except making figurines.
A bachelor like Lin Sanqi, who has no wife and a bad temper, can only trouble the Fifth Girl again and again, which is extremely detrimental to his physical and mental development.
Others would go to the theater if they had the conditions, and would create the conditions if they didn't. Lin Sanqi's conditions were much better than others. He had a car and convenient transportation, so he naturally wouldn't let his family down.
"Mom, let's go. I'll take you to Changping. You can sleep in my dormitory tonight. The pit is big enough."
Jin Caifeng was delighted when she heard this: "Okay, I'll go get your dad, and bring Jiageng and Zhenzhen with me, and we'll go together."
Two hours later, the jeep arrived at the entrance of Ming Tombs Town and could not go any further.
Because the road was full of pedestrians, bicycles, donkey carts, ox carts, etc., everyone was heading in only one direction, which was towards the small palace gate of the Ming Tombs in the east, which was the direction of the Changping Branch of the Chinese Medicine Hospital.
Lin Sanqi knew at a glance that these farmers from Changping and surrounding areas were all rushing to listen to the opera.
This was the first time that the National Peking Opera Company performed in Changping. It could only be described as a grand occasion. Traffic was directly blocked, and this dirt road was the only main road to the Ming Tombs.
"Well, the car can't go there, so we have to walk."
When the Lin family arrived at the Changping branch, they found that the scene was already filled with loud gongs and drums, firecrackers, waving red flags, and a huge crowd of people.
The stage was set up directly on the main road, cutting off the only main road in the middle. The audience seats were mainly located on the main road, and the farmlands on both sides were all filled with people.
You can also see that all the local militia in Changping have been mobilized to maintain order.
Lin Sanqi was holding Lin Zhenzhen, while Lin Kucan and Jin Caifeng each held their eldest grandson Lin Jiageng tightly in one hand. They tried hard to squeeze forward, and every step forward seemed very difficult.
Lin Sanqi wondered if the scene at Wusong Wharf was the same in 1949.
Can I use this old ticket of mine to board your broken ship?
Fortunately, Shao Lecheng, the head of the security department who was standing on a high place to command, discovered Lin Sanqi's family in the crowd in time. No one could crush the God of Wealth of the Chinese Medicine Hospital.
After a while, four security staff members in green military uniforms came over to help, and Lin Sanqi and his family were able to pass through the crowd and come to the bottom of the stage.
After all, the Chinese medicine hospital paid for and provided staff to invite the opera troupe, so it still gave them preferential treatment. A circle was set up in the C position of the audience seats, with benches inside, and only the staff of the Chinese medicine hospital were allowed to enter.
After the Lin family sat down, Jin Caifeng wiped the sweat off her forehead as if in fear.
"Wow, how many people have come here? I think there are more than 100,000. The whole mountain is filled with people. They are here just to watch the show."
Lin Kucan laughed and said, "We all came here from the city. Do you think it's that serious?"
Jin Caifeng smiled embarrassedly:
"It's a pity this is Peking Opera. It would be much better if it was Cantonese Opera. Last time Qizi went to Huadu on a business trip, he even ran into Hong Xiannü performing. He took a photo and showed it to me. I think I was really lucky."
Lin Zhenzhen disagreed: "Grandma, Peking Opera is nice."
Jin Caifeng kissed her granddaughter and said, "You guys don't even know our hometown opera. You've forgotten your roots~~"
Lin Sanqi hummed another Peking opera:
"Grandma, listen to me. I have countless cousins, and they never come to visit unless it's something important. Even though we are relatives and never recognize each other, they are closer than relatives~~~"
Jin Caifeng looked at her youngest son with a bit of surprise:
"Hey, son, which Peking Opera piece is this? Why haven't I heard it before? It's really nice. Isn't it true? Your uncle sings really well."
Lin Sanqi thought, in a few years, you will be able to hear it every day, until you vomit.
At this time, Pan Ye also saw the Lin family arrive, and quickly squeezed over to greet his future parents-in-law:
"Uncle Lin, hello Auntie, Jiageng is so nice. When did you come back, Sanqi?"
Lin Kucan smiled and nodded, while Jin Caifeng enthusiastically pulled Pan Ye to sit next to her and began to ask her about her well-being. It was obvious that she was very satisfied with her future daughter-in-law.
Lin Sanqi quietly stuffed a box of wife cakes into Pan Ye's hands:
"You can eat it while you watch the show later. This is Yuen Long Wife Cake. My mom said that if you eat it, you can become my wife sooner."
Lin Jiageng and Lin Zhenzhen covered their mouths and started laughing, and Pan Ye blushed again.
"By the way, are the masters coming out to watch the show?"
“Noisy, over there, Dean Shen has specially arranged a place for them.”
Lin Sanqi stood up and took a look. He saw 12 old men hiding pitifully in the corner and no one cared about them. It was obvious that people who made mistakes would have to stand aside. How could they get any preferential treatment?
Lin Sanqi sighed secretly, put on a smile, took out a bag of cakes from his backpack and squeezed over.
(End of this chapter)
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