Chapter 44 Dragon Boat Race Relationship Face
"It seems our family is really going to get rich. Although these two ginsengs are not enough to buy a house by the Pearl River, they are enough to ease our family's financial situation and also make our Lingnan Lin's Chinese Medicine Clinic famous. Hahaha~~~"
Lin Musen's mood became very happy, and then he remembered something:
"By the way, how much do these two ginsengs weigh? How much did you spend in total? Did you earn the money from selling the tea leaves?"
Lin Sanqi also took a ginseng and smelled it for a few times, as if it could prolong his life:
"This ginseng is 28 grams, and this one is 47 grams. I used tea to establish a good relationship with the director of the 1959 Chinese Medicine Hospital and the director of the pharmacy. Then one was the special grade, and the other was the first-class grade. In the end, they sold it to me at the price of the third-class grade. The total cost was about 1,800 yuan."
"1,800 yuan? If you calculate it based on a monthly salary of 30 or 40 yuan, it was a sky-high price in 1959. A treasure is a treasure. No matter the era, ordinary people can't afford it."
"What treasure? I sold 20 kilograms of jasmine tea and 10 kilograms of Longjing tea for 2,300 yuan. Look, I still have more than 500 yuan left after buying the ginseng. For us, these two hundred-year-old ginsengs are like picking them up for free."
Hehehe~~~The father and son laughed happily.
"By the way, Dad, how are you going to sell this ginseng?"
"There's going to be a dragon boat race tomorrow, isn't it? Our Shilou Lin family will also have a dragon boat team going. Mr. Lin Heming, our relative from Xiangjiang, will be there. You can call him uncle when you line up. He'll come back to worship our ancestors and watch the dragon boat race. He's the one who bought the century-old ginseng this time."
In Dongguan Province, almost every village has relatives living overseas or in Hong Kong and Macao.
Especially Xiangjiang, because it is closest to Huadu, there has been a lot of population movement between the two places for more than a hundred years. Many members of the Lin family in Shilou Village have also settled in Xiangjiang.
Lin Heming is a small capitalist in Hong Kong. His family is estimated to have assets worth hundreds of millions, but any more is gone.
If you are a big capitalist, you only need to open your mouth and there will be plenty of people who will deliver century-old ginseng to your door. This is the foundation of a wealthy family.
A hundred-year-old wild ginseng is already a very rare thing. In addition, Lin Heming is not a wealthy family, so he can only purchase a hundred-year-old ginseng through public acquisition.
Lin Sanqi asked curiously, "Dad, how much is this uncle from Xiangjiang willing to offer?"
Lin Musen took out his phone, clicked on the "Lin Clan Group" on WeChat, pointed to a message inside and said:
"Look, the other party's offer is between 2 million and 3 million, which is only considered a moderate price. So when the time comes, we can just take out this 27-gram wild ginseng. As for this 48-gram wild ginseng, a mere 3 million is not enough for it."
"Okay, I'll listen to you, Dad."
Lin Musen was delighted to see the good thing and wanted to keep this 48-gram special century-old wild ginseng as a family heirloom.
In case he gets old and is about to die and can't hold on any longer, I can get some ginseng beard and make some soup. Maybe he can come back from the gates of hell and live a few more years.
At night, Lin Sanqi did not travel back to the year 1959. After all, one day here was only one hour there.
The next morning, Lin Sanqi was awakened by the sound of gongs and drums in the village.
At the entrance of the Lin Family Ancestral Hall, 40 young and middle-aged Lin family members were already dressed in uniform and ready to go. Although each of them was tanned, their expressions were determined.
The clan leader and village chief, Uncle Lin Peidong, smiled until his eyes became slits, and patted the dragon boat team members on the shoulders to encourage them:
"Look at Pingzi's aura, he's worthy of being a cadre! Our Shilou Village will definitely win this year!" (Lin Yangping, Deputy Director of the Tianhe District Personnel Bureau)
"Wow, Liangzi, how did you grow all those muscles? The harder the better, I'll kill those idiots in Pingle Village!" (Lin Yaliang, security captain of Shilou Property Management Company and retired special forces soldier)
"Hang, I heard you were an hour late for training yesterday. If you lose today, I'm going to skin you alive!" (Lin Hang, CEO of Feihang Real Estate Company)
"Xuzi, do you have the confidence to beat Pingle Village today? Yes, good job, you're such a good boy." (Lin Jixu, Dean of Studies at Tianhe Experimental Middle School)
"Chen, keep up the good work! You won first place in the dragon boat race today, and tomorrow we'll help Ah Fang give birth to a big fat son." (Lin Chen is the cousin who sells tea to Lin Sanqi)
Uncle Lin walked around all the dragon boat team members and encouraged them personally.
In the eyes of the old patriarch, these Lin family members are all equal in status. No matter whether you are an official, a boss, or selling pork in the village market, you are all Lin family members.
Once you get on the dragon boat, you represent the Shilou Lin family.
"You are all good, well-behaved, and handsome sons of the Lin family. Unlike those bone-destroying dragons of Pingle Village, each one of them looks droopy and like they eat shit. So today, we must defeat Pingle Village and show the might of our Shilou Village. Grandpa, please come to the main gate of the ancestral hall and treat you to a dragon boat dinner!"
"good!!!"
The 40 young and middle-aged men of the Lin family roared together, drawing praises from the villagers of Shilou.
Uncle Lin waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"
For a moment, the village was filled with firecrackers, colorful flags waving, and gongs and drums roaring. The villagers standing on the roadside kept shouting to their children and nephews to cheer on.
The same scene occurred in "Pingle Village" next to Shilou Village.
At the entrance of the Yin Clan Ancestral Hall in Pingle Village, Yin Jishui, the head of the Yin Clan and the village chief, was also encouraging the young men in the village:
"Remember this, you must fight to the death today, even if you die of exhaustion, you must crush those losers from Shilou Village under your feet. You can lose to any team, but you cannot lose to Shilou Village, otherwise I will punish you with family discipline!!!"
The 40 dragon boatmen from Pingle Village also shouted, "Defeat Shilou Village!"
Yin Jishui personally took the gongs and drums, beating them all the way, escorting the young and strong people in the village to the competition venue.
If you use a drone to take photos from a high altitude, outsiders will not be able to tell the difference between Shilou Village and Pingle Village.
Because the two villages are closely connected, with houses connected to each other, it is impossible to tell where the village boundary is.
Only locals know that Shilou Village and Pingle Village are two distinct villages, separated by the central Shahe River: Shilou Village on the north side and Pingle Village on the south side.
Although the two villages have been neighbors for generations, they have been at odds with each other for generations. It is estimated that their ancestors had fierce conflicts over water and land, so the two villagers are like enemies who are extremely jealous of each other when they meet.
Shahe River is very narrow, with the narrowest width of the river no more than 5 meters and the widest width no more than 20 meters. As the boundary river between two villages, there are only two ancient bridges for passage.
Since ancient times, when villagers from two villages quarreled, they would often curse each other across the river, one curse after another, and then they would seek help from each other, and both sides would curse each other loudly, just like the folk songs in Guangxi.
Of course, fighting no longer exists. Decades ago, when there were fights, it was common to see people bleeding from the scalp. In today's civilized society, gentlemen use words rather than violence.
The only opportunity to fight is the annual Dragon Boat Race during the Dragon Boat Festival.
(End of this chapter)
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