Chapter 49: Suspected of being a fake ginseng
In the side hall of the ancestral hall, the atmosphere at the ginseng trading site was not very good.
Why?
It’s not that the wild ginseng from Lin Mu Shen is bad, but that it is too good, too good. This has caused trouble for Master Wu of Xiangjiang Miao Chun Tang.
This 27-gram wild ginseng is textbook-standard in terms of its whiskers, stems, skin, texture, body, as well as its agility, stupidity, age, tenderness, horizontality and straightness.
However, such textbook-like wild ginseng is not available at all in the current Chinese medicinal materials market.
Master Wu has been engaged in the medicinal materials business for decades. According to the information and knowledge he has, there is no such top-quality wild ginseng in Hong Kong.
There is definitely still century-old wild ginseng produced in Northeast China today.
But this kind of top-grade wild ginseng is impossible to enter the market. It has long been secretly bought by rich and powerful people. How can it be the turn of Lin Musen, a quack doctor?
According to this logic, the source of this wild ginseng is questionable. It is hard for Master Wu to believe that the wild ginseng in front of him is genuine?
But if you ask him to reveal where the lies are, he can't, and his professional ethics don't allow him to say anything.
Southern businessmen attach great importance to their reputation, so they are in a dilemma.
Seeing Master Wu's constipated face, Lin Heming asked nervously:
"How is it, Master Wu? My nephew's wild ginseng looks good, right?"
Master Wu wiped his sweat and said awkwardly, "Uh, not bad, not bad. Well, well, I'm a little unsure..."
"What?!"
Lin Heming and Lin Musen both stood up, one with a look of surprise and the other with a look of anger.
Each industry has its own rules, just like the jargon in the antique market, once the appraisal master says that he is not sure, it often implies that the goods are fake. Otherwise, he should say "open the door wide".
Was Lin Heming surprised that his nephew dared to deceive him? How could he be so bold? The Lin family was famous for their unity. In all these years, there had never been such a scum who would defraud one of their own family members.
Lin Musen was furious. This ginseng was bought by his son at the Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine in 1959, and it was personally guaranteed by the dean and the director of the pharmacy. How could it be a fake?
Seeing that both Lin Heming and Lin Musen's expressions changed, Master Wu became even more embarrassed.
Lin Heming asked with a gloomy face: "Asen, what's going on with this ginseng?"
Lin Musen also looked at the Hong Kong people with a gloomy face:
"Master Wu, you said you couldn't tell. Then let me ask you, what's wrong with this wild ginseng that makes you so unsure?"
Master Wu thought to himself, it wasn't that there was something wrong with the ginseng that he couldn't tell, it was that there was nothing wrong with it that he couldn't tell.
"Well, this is mainly because Wu is not very good at medicine, and this hundred-year-old wild ginseng is really rare. I also have too little experience so I can't judge it accurately. Sorry, sorry."
Although Master Wu spoke politely, it still did not change his belief that the 27-gram ginseng was probably fake.
Lin Heming was angry, but he didn't want to lose face, so he was ready to leave.
But Lin Musen refused to do it.
If Lin Heming goes out today and tells this to the old man in the village, tomorrow the whole Shilou Village, and even the whole Huadu, will be filled with the scandal of Lin Musen selling fake medicine and cheating his own people.
Dongguan people value integrity and regard reputation as more important than anything else.
If a person has a bad reputation, then the entire Huadu will have no place to stand.
Even more seriously, Lin Musen's family will be removed from the family tree because of the huge amount of money they defrauded their fellow clansmen. After death, they will not be able to enter the ancestral tomb and will become wandering ghosts.
This is undoubtedly something that Lin Musen's family cannot bear.
What's more, Lin Musen himself knew that the ginseng his son brought back was definitely fine, so he had to get an explanation.
"Uncle Wu, please take your time. Master Wu, you said you couldn't identify this ginseng. If I bring out a better wild ginseng, can you identify it?"
Master Wu was a little surprised: "You still have some?"
Lin Musen said expressionlessly: "Yes, it's better than this one!"
Lin Heming also stopped at this time. Seeing that his nephew was so determined, he decided to give him a chance to explain and not to wrongly accuse him.
"Asen, since you have a better ginseng, take it out and let Master Wu take a look."
Lin Musen nodded, walked out of the ancestral hall, and then waved to his son who had a sad face:
"Qizai, hurry home and bring the other ginseng from home. Xiangjiang's uncle wants to see it!"
Lin Sanqi came running over. This was a business worth millions. Whether the Lin family could turn things around depended on this ginseng. Of course, he was excited:
"Dad, how is it? Is Fifth Uncle very satisfied with the ginseng and willing to buy it at a high price?"
Lin Musen snorted softly:
"Your fifth uncle brought a master from Hong Kong, but the master said that this century-old ginseng is not reliable, which means it is fake."
"Damn it!" Lin Sanqi was angry.
"So you bring over another 48-gram piece of wild ginseng from home. Let's show it to the people of Hong Kong. They treat it like a treasure, but we treat it like weed, like some bullshit fake ginseng."
Lin Musen was obviously really angry, as his reputation was almost ruined.
Lin Sanqi nodded: "Okay, Dad, wait for me, I'll be back soon."
Seeing Lin Sanqi running away, Lin Musen walked towards the furious village chief and whispered a few words in Uncle Lin's ear.
Uncle Lin understood and asked, "Asen, are you sure the ginseng is real? Were you deceived?"
"I'm sure it's true. Please, Grandpa, be my witness."
"Alright, this concerns your reputation and the reputation of our Shilou Village. I'll be the witness. Let's go to the ancestral hall and wait for Qizi to come back. You idiots, kneel down and kneel for two hours before you can stand up. Humph!"
Lin Sanqi ran very fast in flip-flops, ran into the house, and took out 48 grams of special century-old ginseng from the deepest part of the cabinet.
Just as he was about to run to the ancestral hall, Lin Sanqi suddenly thought that the reason why Hong Kong people looked down on others was because the Lin family was an ordinary family with no background.
If today's ginseng transactions were conducted at well-known Chinese medicine clinics such as Ruijuntang, Shuyitang, Guangmingtang, Lushoutang, Yuanfentang, etc., would these Hong Kong people still question it?
"Since the outside world has doubts, I will shock you to the end!"
Thinking of this, Lin Sanqi changed into a set of clothes from 1959 and traveled directly to 1959.
Back in 1959, it was exactly 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and Lin Sanqi rushed to the Chinese Medicine Hospital again.
Fu Muxiang had just arrived at work when she saw her brother-in-law coming again. She was surprised: "Qizi, why are you back again?"
"Sister-in-law, how many ginsengs do we have in our pharmacy now?"
"Oh, that's a lot. In a normal year, it would be several sacks. Do you want so much ginseng to eat?"
"I don't want younger ones. Please give me a few roots of older ginseng, like 20, 30, 50, or 80 years old..."
(End of this chapter)
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