Chapter 48 Uncle Xiangjiang Buys Ginseng
In the side hall of the Lin Family Ancestral Hall, Lin Heming, a relative from Hong Kong, was holding a ginseng box in his hand and was amazed.
"Asen, this is a hundred-year-old wild ginseng? You're really resourceful to even get this."
Lin Musen quickly stood up and said modestly:
"Don't worry, Fifth Uncle. This wild ginseng is over 115 years old and was harvested from the primeval forest deep in the Changbai Mountains. It wasn't easy for me to get it."
"Don't worry, we're all family, how could I not be worried, hehe~~~"
Lin Heming spoke politely, pretending to casually pass the ginseng to an old man next to him:
"Ah Sen, this is Mr. Wu, the second-in-command of Xiangjiang Miaochuntang. He came with me to the mainland to watch the dragon boat race. He said he had never seen wild ginseng that was over a hundred years old, so I asked him to see it."
Lin Musen knew that his fifth uncle did not trust him, so he specially invited a master craftsman from Hong Kong to come and take a look.
But he could also understand that, let alone distant relatives, even brothers could not be trusted when they were unreliable. It was not uncommon in society to take advantage of the acquaintances. Those legendary insurance companies were specifically designed to cheat their own relatives and friends.
After all, it's a business worth millions, so it's normal to be cautious.
Lin Musen is absolutely sure about the quality of ginseng, and true gold is not afraid of fire.
"Hello, Mr. Wu. This ginseng is from the 115th year. I also have another one from the 150th year. If you're interested, I can show it to you."
Understanding is one thing, but being questioned is always unpleasant, so Lin Musen decided to show off a little.
Lin Heming and Master Wu were both shocked when they heard this. They were half-believing and half-doubting Lin Musen's words, wondering where a country bumpkin from the mainland could get these rare Chinese medicinal materials?
"Then I'll be more careful, haha."
Master Wu spoke politely, put the ginseng on the table and examined it carefully.
No one spoke in the side hall. Firstly, they didn't want to disturb Master Wu from inspecting the goods, and secondly, the screams outside the ancestral hall made everyone feel uneasy.
At this time, in the small square outside the Lin Family Ancestral Hall, all 40 dragon boat team members knelt in a row, and the expression on everyone's face was full of shame.
The dragon boat race was lost to the old enemy Pingle Village, which made the Lin family crew ashamed to face the people of Jiangdong.
The clan leader, Uncle Lin, held an ancestral bamboo whip and looked fiercely at the Lin family members in front of him.
"You losers, didn't you have enough to eat this morning? Did you try your best? Pingle Village has lost to us for 15 years in a row, and this year it was lost to you. You bring shame to our ancestors. The spirit tablets are so angry that they are about to jump down~~"
After saying this, Grandpa Lin, who was shaking with anger, whipped Lin Yangping on the back.
"Pingzi, you are the boss of this generation, is this how you lead your younger brothers?"
Lin Yangping, the deputy director of the Personnel Bureau and the boss in the unit, was also in tears at this time.
"I'm sorry, Grandpa!"
Grandpa Lin whipped Lin Pingyang on the back again, causing the onlookers to exclaim:
"Grandpa hits you, do you accept it?"
Lin Pingyang, also single, shouted, "I surrender!"
Grandpa Lin whipped him on the back for the third time:
"Did you remember the lesson?"
"Thank you, Grandpa!"
The eldest brother was whipped, and the third brother Lin Hang and the sixth brother Lin Qiang, who were kneeling not far away, were already trembling:
"It's over, it's over. How did we lose by just 20 seconds? How did we lose to those losers from Pingle Village? Third brother, are we going to be beaten to death?"
Lin Chen is the boss of a real estate company, a second-generation rich man who has lived a life of luxury since childhood. This time he finally won the qualification to be a member of the dragon boat team, but ended up losing. Lin Chen almost cried.
"Qiangzi, according to the general rules, how many lashes will we receive?"
Lin Qiang replied softly, "Usually the leader gets 10 lashes, but we'll get 5 lashes anyway, but you can pretend to faint and avoid being beaten."
Lin Hang was furious when he heard this: "Bullshit! How dare I cheat in front of my ancestors and grandpa? Do you want me to be expelled from the family tree?"
Lin Qiang chuckled: "Then bear with it. Now you are not Mr. Lin, but Mr. Lin's defeated general."
"Alas, Lord Yin, half of my life is gone~~~."
Lin Sanqi stood on the periphery, watching his brothers being whipped by the clan leader, and in his heart he kept feeling lucky that he was studying and didn't have to participate in the dragon boat race.
Contemporary college students are quite Buddhist. They avoid participating if they can and pretend to be insignificant.
He didn't know that in order to join the dragon boat team and get the opportunity to bring honor to their family, other brothers were selected through layers of selection. People like Lin Hang who were unqualified had to use backdoors.
Lin Sanqi was still feeling thankful, but Grandpa Lin was not happy about it.
Seeing that the young people in the village were all gloating, Grandpa Lin began to direct his firepower at the onlookers.
"You, you, you, all able-bodied men under 35 and over 18, get out of here!"
Lin Sanqi, who was originally looking relieved, thought to himself, it's all over, he should have known not to come and watch the fun, now he is implicated as well.
Just as Lin Hai was about to sneak away from the crowd, his father kicked him in the butt:
"Get out of here, and you Qizai, get out of here too!"
Lin Sanqi and Lin Hai looked at each other and knew they couldn't run away, so they pretended to be very serious and stood in the center of the square. At this time, more than 100 young men had already come out.
Uncle Lin walked in front of the crowd with a whip in his hand, carrying a strong sense of oppression, like a lion inspecting his people.
Every young man who was stared at by the grandpa would unconsciously start to shake his legs.
When Grandpa Lin stared at Lin Sanqi, Lin Sanqi showed a very forced smile:
"Grandpa, calm down. We will definitely beat those losers from Pingle Village next year."
Uncle Lin sneered:
"Okay, you have ambition, but it's not enough to just talk without practice. I think you are strong and healthy and would be a good candidate for the dragon boat team. This year you are in college, and Grandpa didn't let you join. Next year, you, and you!"
Uncle Lin nodded at Lin Hai, who was trembling behind Lin Sanqi:
"Except for the students, everyone else must participate in dragon boat training. No one can be absent. Lin clan members must stand up at critical moments. Anyone who cheats and doesn't take pride in the clan will have their dividends suspended. Do you understand?"
A sparse echo: "I heard it!"
Grandpa Lin suddenly raised his bamboo whip and lashed Lin Sanqi on the back, shouting to the crowd:
"No food? Did you hear me?"
"I heard it~~~~" the voice was like a loud bell.
Lin Sanqi, the killed chicken, wanted to cry but couldn't. It was such an unexpected disaster. He just stood a little close to his grandfather.
Lin Hai patted his chest, looking relieved that he was hiding behind Qizi.
At this moment, Lin Musen walked out of the ancestral hall and waved to his son after seeing him.
"Qizai, hurry home and bring us the best ginseng in the house. My uncle in Xiangjiang wants to see it!"
(End of this chapter)
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