"It's nothing serious. I heard the ginseng in Jichun is pretty good, so if you have any connections, could you help me get some good, aged ginseng? I also heard you wore a mink coat when you came back. It's very warm, so if you have any connections, could you help me get a few back?"
At this point, he paused for a moment before continuing, "I want both men's and women's mink coats."
"Hey, what's the big deal? This is easy."
Pian Ye didn't know if he was bragging or not, so he just waved his hand and said, "Dongsheng, you said you didn't know that ordinary medicine shops in the Northeast sell high-quality ginseng, not to mention those who go up the mountain specifically to collect ginseng."
"You said you wanted a hundred or eighty ginsengs, but I don't have any. Ten or twenty ginsengs are definitely within reach."
"As for mink coats, they're even simpler. Not to mention mink coats, we have suede coats and deerskin coats too. They're all top-quality fur. In one word, they're expensive. Of course, this little money isn't a big deal for you. Leave it to me."
"this......"
It is said that in Northeast China, people use sticks to catch roe deer and scoop fish with ladles, and even pheasants fly into the rice pot. It is worthy of being the Northeast, a place with rich resources. Ginseng is sold in ordinary medicine shops. He was a little shocked.
In fact, at that time, the Northeast was known as the eldest son of the country. The resources were indeed very rich, and the soil was suitable for ginseng growth. In other places, ginseng was rare, but in the Northeast, as long as you wanted to dig it, you could always find it by going up the mountain and looking for it for a few days.
As for mink coats, suede coats, and deerskin coats, it is even more difficult. The Greater Khingan Range is so big that it is not easy to get some wild animal fur to make coats.
After all, there was no such thing as animal protection during this period. Humans couldn't even protect animals, so why would animals need protection?
Unfortunately, no matter how abundant the resources are, they will eventually be mined and used up. By the late 1980s, the resources had been reduced by half.
"Well, Master Pian, if you can get any ginseng that's over ten years old, bring it back to me. The older the better."
Jia Dongsheng waved his hand and said generously, "As for coats, the same goes for them. I want ten or eight of them."
"No problem, leave it to me. Come to Dongsheng and continue drinking."
As we drank and chatted, time passed by unknowingly and it was already past nine o'clock. The guests of the tavern began to leave one after another.
Pian Ye staggered away and said goodbye, while Jia Dongsheng sat there until half past nine when the tavern closed.
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