Chapter 84 Who doesn’t have a dream of getting rich overnight?
With his enthusiastic attitude and the ability to understand most local dialects, Gao Mingcheng's business is booming.
On the first day of the medicine fair, most of the medicinal materials he brought had been sold.
In the evening, Gao Mingcheng counted the remaining herbs and today's income, and then said to Gao Zhuang and Huang Dazhi: "There are not many herbs left. You know the price. As for how to sell them, you should also know, right?"
Gao Zhuang and Huang Dazhi both saw the stack of money, but their eyes were clear and neither of them showed a trace of greed.
Hearing Gao Mingcheng's question, Gao Zhuang nodded quickly and said, "Yes, I got it! Brother Mingcheng, this place is really interesting! There are so many people, and many of them I have never seen before! The clothes they wear are so beautiful!"
Gao Mingcheng raised the corner of his mouth, knowing that Gao Zhuang was talking about the ethnic minorities. They were accustomed to wearing their own national costumes, which was a very strange thing in Gao Zhuang's view.
"It's good that you know how to sell goods. Tomorrow, you two will be responsible for setting up the stall and selling goods. I'm going to go around and go shopping." Gao Mingcheng handed the task of tending the stall to Gao Zhuang and Huang Dazhi. The two nodded cautiously as if they had been given an important task.
After deciding on tomorrow's affairs, Gao Mingcheng kept the money close to him and prepared to rest.
Most of the goods were sold today and all the investment has been recovered, and there is even some profit. Together with the stack of money he stole on the train before, Gao Mingcheng now has a huge sum of 6,800 yuan in his hands!
With this money, they can build a very luxurious house in their village!
Of course, for vendors, money is alive and needs to flow, so that money can make money. Therefore, Gao Mingcheng plans to go around tomorrow to buy some rare medicinal materials in their county and bring them back for secondary sales.
The next morning, the three of them got up early and had breakfast at Yaodu Hotel. Then Gao Zhuang and Huang Dazhi took the medicinal materials to set up a stall, while Gao Mingcheng strolled around.
Yesterday he was thinking about selling medicine, so he just took a quick look and didn't take in the excitement of the entire medicine fair.
Today he had a whole day to walk around. On this day, he stopped in front of several herbal medicine stores, observing their transactions and appreciating their rhetoric.
He also talked to an old Chinese doctor who was setting up a stall to treat patients, and had someone take his pulse. The result was a diagnosis that he was in good health.
During the conversations with people, Gao Mingcheng gained a deeper understanding of the Medicine Fair. It turned out that the Medicine Fair was evolved from the temple fair of the Medicine King Temple, and it has a very long history, dating back to the Han and Jin Dynasties. It was established in the Tang and Song Dynasties, flourished in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and has lasted for 1,800 years.
"During the Tang Dynasty, Zhangshu became an important transit point for northern and southern medicinal materials. We even had a special trading venue for medicinal materials, known as the 'Medicine Market.' Young man, judging from your accent, you are from our area. How come you don't know about these things?" The gray-haired old Chinese doctor looked at Gao Mingcheng with a puzzled look on his face.
The Zhangshu Gang is extremely powerful, and the Medicine Fair is also extremely famous. People in Zhangshu are proud of this and can talk about its history at will.
But Gao Mingcheng spoke in Zhangshu dialect, but all his questions were irrelevant to his field.
Gao Mingcheng smiled awkwardly, and suddenly changed to his hometown accent, saying: "I am from Fuzhou, old man, do you understand what I say?"
Zhangshu is not too far from Fuzhou, and the accents of the two places are not much different. Gao Mingcheng traveled all over the country in his previous life and was used to communicating with people, so it was easy for him to learn dialects from other places.
The old man was stunned, and then he said, "I can understand a little bit. Fuzhou... I know Linchuan there. It's a hometown of talented people! Are you from Linchuan?"
Gao Mingcheng shook his head. He was from Linchuan next door! So far, there had not been a single college student in the village, so he didn't dare to take advantage of the hometown of talented people.
"Old sir, are you accepting apprentices?" Gao Mingcheng asked. He remembered that Duo Mei had liked that medical book very much and was also very familiar with various Chinese medicines near the village.
It would be nice if many beauties could have the opportunity to learn from a famous teacher, study systematically, and then open a clinic in the future.
"No! I have three apprentices, and I won't accept any more!" The old man had a good temper. He seemed to like Gao Mingcheng very much, so he said, "Young man, do you want to learn medicine? I see that you are smart and you know about medicinal materials. If you are willing to learn, I will let my eldest apprentice accept you."
Gao Mingcheng was tempted for a moment, but still refused. He actually didn't know much about medicinal herbs. All the herbs he had were dried. After arriving here, he realized that there are many ways to prepare medicinal herbs, and each method has some corresponding techniques.
For example, he knew nothing about moistening medicine, chopping knives, slicing knives, planing knives, water-filled pills, grinding troughs, roasting, etc.
He doesn't understand medicinal materials, pharmacology, meridians and the like. With his qualifications, it is hard to say how long it will take him to make progress in Chinese medicine.
But time flies, and he doesn't want to waste his time on things he doesn't understand and isn't very interested in.
He made money at this medicine trade fair, but what he wanted was to buy more medicinal materials in the future, and then carry out preliminary processing before selling them here, so that the selling price would be higher.
After saying goodbye to the good-tempered old Chinese doctor, Gao Mingcheng continued walking forward. He saw many stalls selling elixirs, pills, powders and medicinal liquors, so he went forward to take a look.
When others saw these, they only thought about whether they needed them, but when Gao Mingcheng saw these, he was thinking about how great it would be if he could get a prescription for a finished drug.
In his mind, he recalled the history of the rise of "Taitai Oral Liquid", as well as the popular Angli No. 1, Sanzhu Oral Liquid, Sun God, Chinese Turtle Essence, etc. in the 1990s. They once created sales myths, although they all disappeared afterwards, and the leaders behind them also fell from the altar.
But, after all, I made a lot of money!
It would seem good if he could replicate their path and then stop when necessary, but the problem was, first, he needed a reliable prescription, second, he needed a factory, and finally, he needed a lot of money for advertising, sales, and so on.
Thinking of this, Gao Mingcheng suddenly felt that the money in his pocket was too little.
The prescription for "Mrs. Oral Liquid" cost someone else 90,000 yuan to buy, but he... didn't even have 10,000 yuan!
Forget it, who doesn’t have a dream of getting rich quickly?
He should first focus on setting up the workshop for rough processing of medicinal materials!
He will come to next year’s pharmaceutical trade fair!
Gao Mingcheng was just feeling very confident when suddenly a black box was pointed at him and a man said with a smile, "Young man, are you here to buy medicine or to sell it?"
Gao Mingcheng looked in the direction of the sound and saw someone carrying a camera, filming the pharmaceutical trade fair and randomly interviewing some passers-by.
And Gao Mingcheng was the lucky person to be interviewed.
I'm writing this now, so I'll continue typing.
(End of this chapter)
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