Seeing that Commander Cao had already reaped a great harvest, Director Zhao was filled with jealousy and pulled Lin Sanqi towards another carriage.
Director Zhao's hands were shaking, and he almost shouted at the clerk next to him:
"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and open the car door and let Commissioner Lin take a look."
The young clerks were so frightened that their faces changed. They opened the doors of the carriages in a hurry, and the fragrance of aged tea hit them in the face.
Director Zhao, a nearly sixty-year-old man, jumped onto the carriage with a nimble figure.
"Xiao Lin, look, look! These Pu'er teas are all made according to your requirements. We went through untold hardships to find them from remote villages and Pu'er tea factories one by one.
These include Mansong, Bingdao, Banzhang, Fenghuangwo, Mint, Kunlushan, Maoerduo, Yibang, etc. Anyway, we have mobilized the entire province's forces to go to all the places on the list you gave us.
And Xiaolin, look, look..."
Director Zhao excitedly took out a few cakes of Pu'er tea, like a tea factory owner about to go bankrupt:
"We packaged all of these teas according to your requirements, keeping them in their original packaging, without any changes. And this one, wrapped in palm leaves, is new tea.
"Xiaolin, look over here. These are all our aged Pu'er teas, from all vintages. We've thrown away the rotten ones, and only the ones we got here are in perfect condition."
Lin Sanqi was sharp-eyed and shouted, "Wait."
After saying that, Lin Sanqi also jumped onto the carriage and took the cake of tea from Director Zhao's hand.
There was a tattered, old piece of paper stuck on the tea cake, with the words "Fu Yuan Chang" written on it in faded red font.
If Lin Sanqi had seen this tea cake in 2015, he might have suspected that it was a fake.
But in 1962, Lin Sanqi had no idea that this Pu'er tea could be fake, so the only possibility was that he had struck gold.
Fu Yuanchang Pu'er tea has a small inventory and is very famous. It is estimated that some capital later found a batch of aged products and started to hype it up.
Fuyuanchang Tea House, founded during the Guangxu period of the Qing Dynasty, is located in Yiwu Mountain and is famous for its unique production technology and raw material selection.
The tea house specializes in selecting large-leaf tea from Yiwu Mountain, which is very different from the small-leaf tea from Yibang. After careful development, it finally presents a rare quality that has been aged for over a hundred years.
The inner part of the round tea is divided into three colors: blue, purple and white. The soup is millet red, bright and attractive, with a long-lasting aroma at the bottom of the water and a sweet aftertaste like a spring.
With every sip, you can feel the strong refreshing power of the tea aroma, as if it can penetrate your whole body, so it is known as the "King of Pu'er Tea".
Well, the above text is actually copied by the author, but I also want to tell you why Lin Sanqi's eyes lit up and he lost his composure when he saw that it was Fuyuanchang Pu'er tea.
The price of a cake of tea (357 grams) is generally between 1.1 million and 1.8 million yuan, and the most expensive cake is directly sold for tens of millions, which shows how precious and unique it is.
Is that tea? This guy is drinking money and privilege.
So now it was Lin Sanqi's turn to be excited:
"Old Zhao, where did you get this Fu Yuan Chang Pu'er tea? It's a treasure."
Director Zhao blinked, and the Fuyuanchang Tea Shop quickly came to his mind.
This tea shop is now a state-owned tea shop, with a store in front and a warehouse in the back. The warehouse is full of Pu'er tea, and many of them have become moldy and rotten due to improper storage.
In order to complete the task assigned by their superiors, the staff had to wear masks and endure the musty smell to select relatively complete tea cakes.
If it is really a treasure, why didn’t Fu Yuanchang Tea Shop preserve it well?
Although Director Zhao's mind was full of questions, his unscrupulous nature kicked in, and his words were different:
"Oh, Comrade Xiaolin, you don't know. To get Fu Yuan Chang Pu'er tea, we put a lot of thought into it and searched all over Yunnan. Many collectors were unwilling to sell it, but in the end, we contributed it to obey the overall situation."
Lin Sanqi thought, would the collectors dare not contribute voluntarily? If they don't volunteer, someone will make them volunteer.
"By the way, Old Zhao, how many cakes of Fu Yuan Chang Pu'er tea did you transport?"
Director Zhao took the list from the staff member, flipped through a few pages, and then said:
"There are cakes from all years. In total, we found more than 5,000 cakes."
Director Zhao's heart was bleeding when he said this. If he had known that Lin Sanqi valued Fuyuanchang Pu'er tea so much, he would have at least brought the rotten tea leaves over.
Even if it's sold at half price, it's still a lot of money.
Lin Sanqi was so happy that he went crazy. More than 5,000 cakes of Fu Yuanchang Pu'er tea, even if he sold them at half the price, how much would they be worth? He had made a fortune again.
Director Zhao looked at the list and continued:
"Xiao Lin, don't worry. We have also collected the "Red Label" Songpin from Gan Lizhen's Songpin Tea House, the Longma Tea from Tongqing Tea House, the Jinggua Gongcha from Tongxing Tea House, the Qiziyuan Tea from Jingchang Tea House, the Yangpinyuan Tea from Yangpin Tea House, and so on.
And according to your request, we have not touched any of the tea packaging, they are all original.
Look, starting from this carriage, there are 20 carriages going over there, all of which are filled with various types of Pu'er tea. There will be several more trains of Pu'er tea arriving one after another."
"Okay, okay, Lao Zhao, thank you for your hard work!"
Lin Sanqi rubbed his hands excitedly, he was so happy. With these top-grade Pu'er teas in hand, he could completely crash the Pu'er tea market and "blackmail" the Pu'er Tea Association at the same time.
These dog capitalists have made a lot of money. It's time to let them give some of it back and contribute to the country.
Hey, wait, Lin Sanqi was suddenly startled.
I thought to myself, oh no, when did I develop this bad habit of always hating businessmen and wanting to confiscate their property?
Seeing Lin Sanqi's face turning blue and black, Director Zhao was a little unsure.
"Xiao Lin, Xiao Lin?"
Lin Sanqi regained consciousness and asked with a smile, "What's wrong, Old Zhao?"
Director Zhao said embarrassedly:
"Hey, Comrade Xiaolin, you see, we've brought you all the Pu'er tea we could find in the province. This matter has been taken very seriously by leaders from the provincial level down to the county and township levels.
To this end, we mobilized the entire province and almost all the transportation tools in the province to gather the sufficient quantity in the shortest time possible, and then transported it to Bao'an County without stopping.
Well, look at the price..."
Lin Sanqi believed what the old man said. Given Yunnan's current transportation conditions, it would definitely not be an easy task to collect dozens of train cars of Pu'er tea.
Take the Laobanzhang Village he had visited before. It has no access to roads or railways and is located in a primeval forest.
If you want to transport dozens of tons of tea out of Banzhang Village, the local ethnic minorities must use horses or people to carry it out bit by bit, which is very difficult.
If I give him a reasonable price, I'm afraid he will wake up in the middle of the night, slap himself twice, and curse that he deserves to die.
"Well, Lao Zhao, I don't care about the exact price. I'll give you 5 million bottles of penicillin, 20,000 tons of grain, and 5 million US dollars. How's that for?"
Director Zhao was stunned when he heard this. It was not that Lin Sanqi gave too little, but that what Lin Sanqi gave was far beyond their imagination.
"This, so much, hahaha~~~"
Lin Sanqi made a prohibitive gesture with his hands and asked:
"Director Zhao, please report this to your provincial leaders. If you agree, we will recruit banks according to this standard."
Director Zhao agreed when he heard this. After all, he was only the leader of the health department and had no decision-making power, unlike Commander Cao who could make all the decisions on his own.
"Okay, Comrade Sanqi, I'd like to borrow the phone at the train station. Wait for me, wait for me~~"
The old man ran to the office at the train station, then dialed the phone, transferring the call one level at a time, and finally got to Yunnan's supervisor.
When the provincial leaders heard this, they all jumped up:
"A lot, how much? 5 million bottles of penicillin, 20,000 tons of grain, 5 million US dollars? Oh my God, am I dreaming?"
Director Zhao's hands were shaking with excitement:
"Leader, it's true. I'm calling you right now from the train station. Comrade Lin Sanqi is waiting on the platform. He said that if our province agrees, he will make the exchange according to these conditions and guarantee that we, Yun Nan, won't suffer any loss." (End of this chapter)
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