A week later, Lin Sanqi, who claimed to make contributions to the country's coal industry, appeared in Zaduo, Yushu, unnoticed, under the pretext of asking for leave to look for information.
The temperature in Yushu in November was below zero, a little colder than Beijing. The snow-capped mountains in the distance were particularly beautiful under the sunlight, which made Lin Sanqi stop the car and take pictures along the way.
This is also the last chance to enter Zang this year. If there is heavy snow a few days later and the mountain is blocked, it will be difficult to enter and exit again.
So Lin Sanqi couldn't wait to come.
After taking a train for 5 days and 4 nights, and driving for another 2 days, when the dusty Lin Sanqi appeared in Zaduo, where he had visited last year, he found that the river beach next to the county town was densely packed with herdsmen's tents.
Because they had made a phone call in advance, Deputy County Chief Huang of Zaduo, Village Chief Kalon Wangdui and Lin Sanqi's appointed agent, the young man Nima Cilun, were all waiting early.
Lin Sanqi had replaced the off-road vehicle with a large truck early on. The truck was covered with a awning and was full of supplies.
As soon as he jumped off the truck, a group of people surrounded him. Deputy County Chief Huang was particularly enthusiastic:
"Ah, Comrade Wang, I've been looking forward to seeing you for so long."
Lin Sanqi shook Deputy County Chief Huang's hand and said embarrassedly:
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. We've been so busy with work at our company. I've been on a business trip to Hong Kong and Shanghai for the past few days. I rushed to Qinghai right after returning to Peking because I was worried you'd be waiting anxiously."
Everyone present gasped. This was the capital, Shanghai, and Hong Kong, while the people here had only been to Lasa and Lemon. What a huge gap there was between people.
So he became even more respectful to Lin Sanqi.
The old village chief, Garun Wangdui, also smiled flatteringly and said:
"Comrade Wang, we've been waiting anxiously. You're several months behind schedule, and everyone thought you weren't going to buy Cordyceps anymore. We even wrote several letters to the Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine to inquire about your situation."
Lin Sanqi thought it was okay. Although he didn't see the letter, Dean Shen must have helped to quietly destroy it.
My visit to Ching Hai was kept semi-secret because I didn't want to cause trouble. After all, this place is a sensitive area both now and decades later.
Of course, no one knows whether anyone followed him after he got on the train, but one thing is certain, after getting off the train, he drove his Land Cruiser in the dark and continued on his way without stopping. With the speed of a modern off-road vehicle, no one could catch up with him.
The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, which covers millions of square kilometers and is almost in a primitive state, is so difficult to find a person.
"Uncle Kalon, look, I'm here, and I promise you, I'll stick to last year's terms. If you can exchange one pound of Cordyceps for one yuan, or one pound of sugar, one pound of tea, or one pound of salt, you can also trade with me for iron pots, enamel washbasins, towels, or fabrics. I won't let our fellow ethnic minorities suffer any loss."
County Chief Huang and Village Chief Kalon Wangdui were overjoyed when they heard this:
"It's no loss, no loss. We're the lucky winners. You're truly a benefactor sent to us by a great man."
Last year, the exchange rate of Lin Sanqi had caused a great stir in the Zang area. The Zang people had been doing business with the Han people since Tubo, and it had always been the Han people who exchanged small amounts of goods for large amounts of goods from the Zang people.
The Zang people also feel aggrieved, but they have to endure being exploited by mainland merchants. But who can blame them for not being able to produce themselves?
It is nothing like what is done now, where the wild insects that the Zang people feed their pigs and sheep are exchanged for the extremely precious sugar, salt and light industrial products of the Zang area. These are things that the Zang area cannot produce, but are necessities of life, so they are particularly precious.
This is definitely the first time in thousands of years.
Lin Sanqi also indirectly made his own contribution to the unity and friendship between the two ethnic groups.
Last year, the news did not have time to spread. But this year, after the news spread, the Qingzang Plateau immediately swept the country in the search for cordyceps. At least hundreds of thousands of herders were looking for cordyceps every day.
The herders didn't need to ask for leave from the factory to find cordyceps; they were already unemployed and free. Herding was their main occupation, and cordyceps was their side income, and they were happy to earn it.
Lin Sanqi saw the young Tibetan man, Nima Cilun, behind him, so he walked over and patted him on the shoulder:
"Damn, long time no see. Have you grown taller again? Haha."
Nima Cilun felt a little embarrassed:
"Brother Lin, I'm sorry. I didn't expect so many people to come and sell Cordyceps this year, so the final organizational work can only be handed over to the county. I can't do it alone. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
When Lin Sanqi left last year, he specially arranged for Nima Cilun to be his agent to help with the procurement of Cordyceps.
But because there were too many herders who came, at least tens of thousands of them, it was obviously not something that a young man could do to organize the purchase.
Fortunately, the county tasted success last year and knew that Dr. Lin from the capital would not let the county suffer any losses, so they took the initiative to take over the organizational work.
Lin Sanqi saw the densely packed tents by the river outside the city. In fact, the county organized the herders who sold Cordyceps to be settled in one place in an orderly manner and under unified management.
If the herdsmen dispersed and defecated and urinated everywhere like the Indians did, Zaduo City would have become an open-air toilet long ago.
Lin Sanqi had a good impression of this young Zang man, so he comforted him:
"It doesn't matter who organizes it. I'll still need to borrow your house for the transaction this year, and I'll still need you and your grandfather to help maintain order."
Upon hearing this, Deputy County Magistrate Huang quickly took credit for it:
"Comrade Wang, don't worry. Our county is fully prepared this time. Our supply and marketing cooperative staff, school teachers, and hospital doctors are all literate, and they will serve as buyers this time. In addition, our county's public security officers and militia will be armed throughout to ensure the smooth completion of the transaction."
The village chief, Kalon Wangdui, also quickly showed off:
"Comrade Wang, don't worry. We have over a hundred villagers in our village to take care of your safety. You're absolutely safe. And you really liked our Tibetan pigs last year, so we've prepared 200 of them for you this time, as well as goats and yaks."
Lin Sanqi thought, who says only southerners are good at business? Look at these Tibetans, aren't they very good at promoting their products and increasing exports?
Smart and hardworking people should be rewarded, as they deserve.
"Village Chief Kalon Wangdui, I've taken all 200 Tibetan pigs. As usual, I'd like to trouble you to help me slaughter them. Also, as I asked you last year, have you managed to set up a large tent outside the county town?"
"It's done, it's done. Comrade Wang, look, it's over there."
Lin Sanqi looked up and found that there was indeed a big tent not far away, and next to the big tent was Nima Cilun's house, which was also the place purchased last year.
"Alright, County Magistrate Huang, the county is so thoughtful. I will never forget your help to our Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Also, Nima Ciren and Garen Wangdui, village chiefs, please help me with this, as usual."
Village chief Kalon Wangdui led his grandson and laughed so hard that his eyes were almost blinded. "Okay, okay, we will follow Comrade Wang's instructions in everything."
Whoever gives you milk is your mother. Since Lin Sanqi arrived last year, he has brought a large amount of supplies to the vast number of ethnic minority compatriots and has also brought about earth-shaking changes to the village where Kalon Wangdui lives.
So it is absolutely correct to say that Lin Sanqi is now the most distinguished guest in the whole Zhaduo.
This is the new society. If it were before liberation, at least two beautiful Tibetan girls would have been stuffed into his tent.
That night, Lin Sanqi brought truckloads of supplies to the big tent. The surrounding villagers and militiamen stood guard to prevent anyone from stealing the supplies.
When Lin Sanqi got up the next day, he could see that the village was crowded with herdsmen selling Cordyceps, and there was no end in sight.
"Wow~~ There are so many people here. Nima Ci Lun, have you told them that I only want big Cordyceps, the bigger the better, not the small ones?"
Nima Cilun nodded heavily:
"Brother Lin, I told them that we only buy Cordyceps sinensis, and I have also measured each of the herders in line according to the standards you gave."
The village chief, Kalon Wangdui, was a little anxious: "Comrade Wang, our village..."
"Don't rush to sell, fellow villagers. Help me maintain order first. I'll buy whatever Cordyceps your village has, no matter how big or small."
After hearing this, Kalon Wangdui chuckled and worked even harder.
"Everyone, line up. Don't cut in line. First, check your Cordyceps Talismans. If they don't meet our purchase standards, don't take out the small Cordyceps. Of course, the comrades from the capital have given you a chance. The small Cordyceps will be collected last. We'll see how much supplies are left then."
A herdsman asked anxiously:
“Excuse me, is this year’s exchange rate the same as last year’s?”
"It's the same, guaranteed. One pound of this Cordyceps can be exchanged for one pound of sugar, one pound of salt, a tea cake, or one dollar. If the quantity is large, you can also exchange it for iron pots, towels, and washbasins."
Some of the herders who came last year were a little dissatisfied: (End of this chapter)
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