Some herders who came last year were dissatisfied:
"Last year, we had fresh cordyceps, which was heavy. This year, everyone brought dried cordyceps, which is lighter. If we still exchange it one-to-one, we'll be at a huge disadvantage."
The village chief, Kalon Wangdui, cursed:
"Please examine your consciences in front of the Living Buddha. In previous years, the supply and marketing cooperative only paid 5 cents per pound for this kind of Cordyceps. It was Comrade Lin who, out of great compassion, gave you such a high price. Don't be too greedy. If anyone is dissatisfied, you can sell it yourself. Don't wait in line!"
The few herdsmen who had just expressed their dissatisfaction quickly retreated into the crowd.
A pound of Cordyceps is exchanged for one yuan. This kind of sky-high price is rare in a century. If you miss this opportunity, you will miss it forever. Only a fool would not exchange it.
Lin Sanqi said to Deputy County Chief Huang next to him, "Then let's get started."
Deputy County Chief Huang waved his hand, and 20 purchasing points lined up in front of the big tent. He then shouted in Tibetan:
"Don't crowd, we have abundant supplies and everyone can exchange them."
When the herdsmen heard this, they all cheered and the 20 teams began to move...
Thanks to the full support of the county, Lin Sanqi purchased enough Cordyceps sinensis in just 10 days.
Among them, there were as many as 20 tons of Cordyceps King level. Even though Lin Sanqi's truck was modified, it took a full five trips to transport it.
If all of this batch of Cordyceps were sold, it would be worth tens of billions.
Of course, it is impossible for Lin Sanqi to sell at a lower price. Since someone has worked hard to drive the price of Cordyceps to a sky-high level, he is naturally willing to take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune, rather than becoming a price destroyer.
Anyway, Cordyceps only kills rich people and not poor people, so he doesn't have any psychological burden.
If he dares to cut prices and engage in dumping, he will probably become a thorn in the eyes and flesh of capital, and they will be eager to destroy him physically.
Now he sells Cordyceps at the same price, but the quality is better than others, and he also pays taxes according to the law. The existence of the Northwest branch also solves the source of Cordyceps, so he has no obvious loopholes in the Cordyceps industry that can be attacked.
As for the "cordyceps" below the first grade, Lin Sanqi collected more than 100 tons this time.
These Cordyceps will not be sold under the name of Lingnan Tang, because Lingnan Tang’s current advertisement is that it only sells high-quality products.
But the Cordyceps can be taken to the Yushu Cordyceps Market in 2013 for sale. Selling 100 tons of Cordyceps is also an astronomical figure.
Cordyceps grows on its own every year. We can pick it this year and continue to pick it next year. We are not yet at the age where everyone is crazy about picking Cordyceps, so it will not cause damage to the environment.
Lin Sanqi still had a lot of things to do, so he prepared to leave as soon as the 10 days were up.
There were nearly 4 tons of supplies left in the warehouse, all of which were left to Deputy County Chief Huang and Village Chief Kalon Wangdui, leaving them to make their own arrangements.
After leaving Yushu and coming to the wilderness, Lin Sanqi quickly built a simple door, drove the car in, and disappeared into the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau in 1960.
Unlike when he came, when he goes back, Lin Sanqi can travel back to 2013 through the "time and space gate", and then travel back to his two homes in Peking and Hong Kong in 1960. It is very convenient.
2013 has already entered December.
Since this adventure during the Dragon Boat Festival that year, Lin Sanqi has opened a sales company in just a few months.
The Lin family's other business, Lingnan Hall Chinese Medicine Clinic, has also been renovated and is just waiting for the smell to dissipate.
In fact, the Chinese medicine clinic is no longer that profitable for Lin Sanqi. If he wants to get rich or make his own contribution to the development of traditional Chinese medicine, relying on a Chinese medicine clinic alone is far from enough.
But these are tasks for next year or later.
My mission this year is to make my father happy and give him a career as spiritual sustenance.
When Lin Sanqi arrived at May Square, he saw Comrade Lin Musen directing people to do the final cleaning work.
When Lin Sanqi walked into the Chinese medicine clinic, he saw a life-size statue of a middle-aged man wearing Ming Dynasty clothing. He had an immortal look and an air of celestial being. The sculpture was so exquisite and lifelike that those who didn't know him would think it was Li Shizhen.
The name and introduction are written below the statue:
"Lin Yuanjia?"
Lin Sanqi was a little curious: "Dad, who is this Lin Yuanjia? Why haven't I heard of him?"
Lin Musen said in a low voice a little embarrassedly:
"This is what your sixteenth uncle meant. He said that our Lingnan Hall must recognize a famous person as our ancestor, so that it can be historically convincing. We searched and searched, and finally found Lin Yuanjia, a famous doctor of the Lingnan School in the Ming Dynasty, and then... cough cough..."
Lin Sanqi was dumbfounded. His father had found such a weird ancestor for him?
"Dad, you can't just recognize random ancestors."
Sixteenth Uncle Lin Yanyun was arrogant and said indifferently:
"What does it matter? It's called advertising, understand? Anything that benefits us is our ancestor. Just like our Lin family tree, it says our ancestor is Lin Jian from the Zhou Dynasty. Oh my god, how did the grandfathers of past generations know about the events of the Shang Dynasty? They must have made it up."
I think we should also include Mazu in our Lin family tree. After all, Mazu's surname is Lin. How impressive would that be? We are Mazu's descendants, the children of God. Anyone who dares to disrespect our Lin family will be struck to death by Mazu's thunder!
Lin Sanqi joked:
"Uncle Sixteen, there aren't many famous people with the last name Lin in history. I think Lin Zexu and Vice Commander Lin could be included."
"Yeah, I think so too, haha~~~"
"Ha, you two are screwed!!!"
When Lin Yanyun and Lin Sanqi heard the voice, they knew that Grandpa was coming, and they quickly shrank their necks and tried to escape.
Uncle Lin snorted:
"Running away? You even dare to mock your own ancestors. And you, Qizi, Deputy Commander Lin is a traitor. How can you be included in our family tree? You really don't know what's good for you."
Lin Yanyun and Lin Sanqi quickly stood up and listened to the lecture obediently.
"Yes, Grandpa, we were wrong..."
No matter whether you are a multi-millionaire or a billionaire, you have to be humble in front of the patriarch.
If you offend the clan leader in the south, unless you have the strength to bring him down, being expelled from the ancestral hall is a great shame.
Uncle Lin rolled his eyes at the two of them and said, "Asen, how's the renovation of the Chinese medicine clinic? Is it finished?"
"It's finished, Grandpa, I'll show you around."
"Then let's take a look. I heard you got a full set of rosewood furniture and medicine cabinets here?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Musen perked up and quickly led everyone inside. Then, pointing to the furniture in the room, he proudly said:
"Grandpa, I'm not bragging, but I don't think there's a Chinese medicine clinic like mine in all of China. Not only are all the tables and chairs made of rosewood, but even the flower stand is made of rosewood. Look at these furniture, they belonged to the royal family of the Qing Dynasty, with four-clawed dragons on them.
And this, look at the medicine cabinet and medical records over here, they're also made of rosewood. Grandpa, count how many dragon claws there are? Yes, five-clawed dragons. This is the only surviving medicine cabinet from the Imperial Hospital of the Qing Dynasty, used exclusively by the emperor. They're all treasures."
Uncle Lin looked at this, touched that, and couldn't hide the surprise on his face:
"Wow, I thought you were amazing just to have a set of rosewood furniture, but I didn't expect your entire room to be filled with rosewood? This could be a museum. Oh my god, this is even for the emperor? How much did this whole room cost?"
Lin Yanyun quickly jumped out and said:
"Grandpa, I've had university professors come and appraise it. They say all the red sandalwood here is worth at least 5 billion. This complete set of royal medicine cabinets alone is worth 3 billion, because it's a documented imperial item that even the National Museum doesn't have."
Uncle Lin almost fell to the ground after hearing this:
"Asen, if you take out such a precious thing, aren't you afraid that someone will steal it? You have to hide it. Not to mention others, I am tempted by it too."
Before Lin Musen could speak, Lin Yanyun burst into laughter:
"Don't worry, Grandpa. Look at this chair. I can't even lift it by myself. If you want to steal this whole room of furniture, you can't do it without a reinforced company and mechanized engineers. Don't worry."
Lin Sanqi also quickly said:
"Grandpa, you forgot that the village protection team's camp is right next to the Chinese medicine clinic. Last time, I offered them 5 million yuan in annual sponsorship funds just to help protect the red sandalwood. It's not a big deal. We also spent another 10 million yuan to install the latest anti-theft equipment, so it's pretty safe."
Uncle Lin nodded: "That's good, that's good, they are all treasures, good things. By the way, where did you get these red sandalwoods?"
Lin Musen introduced: "Qizi got them all."
Uncle Lin suddenly laughed, and Lin Sanqi knew that he had come to life:
"Qizi, since you have connections, why don't you help Grandpa get a set of rosewood tables and chairs for the ancestral hall's living room, just like the ones shown on TV. Then we'll be the only ancestral hall in Huadu with a complete set of rosewood furniture, which will bring some honor to our Lin family."
When Lin Sanqi heard this request, he thought it was not high. In 1960, there were many old prodigals in the Qing Dynasty. Asking for a set of furniture was no big deal.
"Okay, Grandpa, don't worry. I'll take care of this. I'll build a set for our ancestral hall for free. It's my small donation to our ancestors."
When Uncle Lin heard this, he patted Lin Sanqi's shoulder with joy:
"Okay, okay, Grandpa has your back. Then I'll let Old Man Yin from Pingle Village see if our Lin family is powerful or not. Their Yin family..."
Suddenly, Uncle Lin stopped:
"Yin, Qizi, your company's financial manager. Is that girl's last name Yin?"
Lin Sanqi quickly changed the subject, "Grandpa, what kind of red sandalwood do you want? Do you want something that's royal or something like that of a wealthy family?"
Uncle Lin didn't think about it too much, and his mind immediately turned to another track:
"Hey, this one would be for the royal family, preferably a five-clawed dragon."
"Okay, I'll go to the Forbidden City tomorrow and steal a set..." (End of this chapter)
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