A doctor who travels through two eras

Dean Shen was somewhat shocked when he heard Lin Sanqi's boast. Who in the country dared to say that they could get large quantities of grain these days? Even the bigwigs in the central government did not dare to make such a boast, unless they transferred grain from the local areas regardless of life and death.

But Lin Sanqi's previous miracles made Dean Shen have to believe it, so he couldn't wait to ask:
"Tell me, boy, tell me quickly, what's the method to get food to feed these hundreds of people?"

Lin Sanqi sat closer and whispered:

"You are going to exchange ginseng worth 20 yuan for food, but have you ever thought about it? If you support 600 people out of thin air, one is whether you can afford it, and the other is whether others will have any objections."

Dean Shen was full of doubts and asked, "What have you heard?"

"It's not that I heard something, Uncle Shen, think about it, so many employees in the General Hospital get up early and work hard, and the rations they get at the end of the month may not even be enough to eat enough.

As a result, the more than 100 employees of the branch hospital, along with hundreds of their families, who were originally going to rush back to their hometowns, can now receive free food and eat free meals every day. Do you think the employees of the main hospital will be convinced? Will anyone go to the higher authorities to complain?"

This is something that is certain and definite. Nowadays, employees still have a strong sense of ownership, so they will not spoil you.

My workplace is my home. Now the dean uses the money that belongs to everyone to buy food, and then distributes it to others for free. This is like taking advantage of everyone's heart.

Can this be counted? Sue him.

If one day comes that the superior leaders investigate and find out, wow, you said that running a farm should be self-reliant, but in the end you were spending money to support them, are you going to go crazy, Shen Guoming?

Where does the food come from?
Now, not only is Dean Shen finished, but Lin Sanqi also has to run away overnight.

Dean Shen is a smart man. It's not that he has not considered some things, but that he has not considered them well. To put it bluntly, he is taking a risk.

After hearing what Lin Sanqi said, Dean Shen also felt that things might not be as simple as he thought. Grain matures in autumn, and the food supply in the past six months is indeed wasting time to feed these 600 people.

Cash is given out every month, but even if you have money you have to find a way to buy food. Looking at the situation in the rural areas of the Ming Tombs, it is obviously impossible to do black market transactions with farmers.

By this calculation, based on the current black market price of food, 20 ginsengs are far from enough.

"Okay, okay, I understand what you said, just tell me what you have to say."

Lin Sanqi finally revealed his true intentions:
"My method is also a bit risky. We ask those 12 old men for some secret recipes, and then our Changping branch will make medicine based on these secret recipes. It just so happens that our Chinese medicine hospital can purchase a large amount of medicinal materials, so there is no shortage of raw materials.

I will be responsible for selling the pills I make. After I sell them, I will exchange them for food and distribute them to the staff. This way, the main hospital won’t need blood transfusions, and the branch hospital can be completely self-reliant.”

Lin Sanqi's inspiration came from Mr. Shi's "hemostatic pills" last night.

That pill can stop bleeding in a few minutes after being taken. Although it is only effective for one hour, if it can be used for emergency treatment, one hour can be life-saving time.

If the hemostatic pills are so awesome, then how many secret recipes do these 12 old men have?
If the old men can contribute a few special prescriptions, such as heart-saving pills, pain-relieving pills, antipyretic pills, etc., and Lin Sanqi can take it to 2023, package it, register a brand, and then sell it, it will definitely make a lot of money.

Lin Sanqi had this confidence because it had long been known in society that "Lingnan Hall" could supply effective Chinese medicine.

"Angong Niuhuang Pills" and "Pian Zai Huang" have become another business card of Lingnan Hall and are in short supply.

As the general manager, Lin Tianhua only regretted that there were too few pills and he could only serve as a facade.

As long as there were enough pills, he would have sold them all over the country, becoming another profit growth point for the company. As for whether there would be a lawsuit due to the large quantity, the worst that could happen is that he could create his own brand.

If Lin Sanqi had been able to get the secret recipe from the old national treasure in 1960, relying on the fact that the current medicinal materials are all real, and the fact that the Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine is staffed by elite Chinese medicine practitioners and has first-class pharmaceutical manufacturing capabilities.

Then we can definitely make a miracle drug and sell it in 2023.

As for food, how much is it worth? Let alone supplying 600 people, even if it is supplying 6 people, Lin Sanqi will not blink an eye.

When Dean Shen heard Lin Sanqi's proposal, his eyes started to move quickly:

"Xiao Qi, I roughly understand it, but I don't quite understand it. Can you give me an example of how you plan to operate the whole process? Can I evaluate it again?"

"Uncle Shen, let me give you an example. For example, Tong Ren Tang has a pill called An Gong Niu Huang Wan. Have you heard of it?"

"Yes, I've heard that it is used to clear away heat and detoxify, calm the nerves and open the mind, and it has a good effect."

Dean Shen's evaluation is that the efficacy is good. Unlike decades later, the current Angong Niuhuang Pills can only be considered famous, but definitely not a miracle drug.

After all, the last generation of Chinese medicine masters are still alive, and Tongrentang Lejia can only be counted as one of them.

This is also the reason why Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine has not officially purchased Angong Niuhuang Pills, because the doctors at Kuanjie Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine also have their own unique secret recipes and do not use Angong Niuhuang Pills. They are so confident.

Lin Sanqi continued to deceive:

"I just need a secret recipe medicine similar to Angong Niuhuang Pills, with the same efficacy. If the efficacy is better than Angong Niuhuang Pills, it would be great. With this pill, I can find a way to sell it.

After I sell them, I will use the profits to buy food and return it to our Chinese medicine hospital. Uncle Shen, think about this method, we don’t ask the superiors for a penny of funding, and we don’t occupy the financial resources of the general hospital. Isn’t it killing two birds with one stone? "

Dean Shen glanced at Lin Sanqi and asked uncertainly, "Can you guarantee that as long as we develop a pill similar to Angong Niuhuang, you will be able to sell it?"

Lin Sanqi patted his chest and said, "I'm very sure!"

Dean Shen's eyes flashed with suspicion: "It's very risky for you to do this. What benefits will it bring to you personally?"

Dean Shen just doesn't believe that there is any saint who is dedicated to the public and would risk his life to contribute his secret shipping channels just to support the employees of units that have nothing to do with him?
Lin Sanqi was a little embarrassed: "Well, of course I have to make a little profit from the price difference, otherwise where would I get the pig head meat to eat?"

Dean Shen looked at Lin Sanqi, which made Lin Sanqi a little nervous, and then he laughed:
"Okay, you're honest. If you can really help find a way to ship the food and buy back the food, it's understandable that I'll let you make a little profit from the price difference."

Dean Shen is from Suzhou, which has been the most prosperous place for commerce since ancient times, so he does not reject business and believes that there is nothing wrong in making money, so he can calmly accept Lin Sanqi making a profit from the "middle price difference".

But Dean Shen still has some concerns:

"Well, Xiao Qi, I will talk to a few old men tomorrow to see if they have any secret recipes that they can contribute."

Lin Sanqi quickly added: "It's okay if they don't contribute it. Just tell us the production process. They can keep the core secret recipe."

As a modern person, what Lin Sanqi fears most is that the state will expropriate property without compensation at any time. Public property and private property should be strictly distinguished and should be protected by law.

"Okay, okay, it's up to them whether to keep it or not. Let's try to produce a batch of pills first, and then you can sell them. Whether to mass-produce it depends on the sales volume. Do you think this is a good idea?
If we prepare the herbs and are ready to work hard, but you can't sell them, it will be a disaster for the finances of our hospital. We can lose money for individuals, but we can't lose money for the whole group."

Lin Sanqi agreed. Doing business is risky. It's not enough to just have a good drug. Good sales depend on many factors, including the right time, right place, and right people.

"Okay, let's do as you say. Let's test the waters first."

Dean Shen put his worries aside and picked up his chopsticks again to eat the pig's head, taking a sip of rice wine from time to time.

"By the way, Xiao Qi, you have a lot of clever ideas. You said people are in a panic right now. What can we do to reassure the employees?"

Lin Sanqi thought, what could be more reassuring than distributing food to the workers? The conditions were not yet met, and since material civilization could not satisfy them, then spiritual civilization could be satisfied.

"Uncle Shen, why don't we invite some opera troupe, song and dance troupe, or movie theater to perform at our farm? Firstly, it will increase popularity, and secondly, it can also satisfy the spare time of the employees. Isn't this the best peace of mind?"

Dean Shen was delighted when he heard this:

"Okay, this is a good idea. When we were in war before, there were also art troupes coming to comfort us. After watching the performances, the soldiers would scream and charge forward with their guns in hand."

Speaking of this, Lin Sanqi also became interested:
"Let's invite the National Peking Opera Company and the four famous actresses one by one. Maybe our farm can attract some traffic and be featured in XX Daily."

Dean Shen rolled his eyes at Lin Sanqi:
"You are ignorant and unskillful. Among the four famous actresses, Cheng Yanqiu died in 58. Mei Lanfang is now seriously ill. I have examined him. He is in no condition to perform on stage." (Mei Lanfang died in 61)

"And Shang Xiaoyun and Xun Huisheng, both of whom are 60 years old this year, can no longer catch their breath when singing. It's okay to sing a short part, but it's impossible for them to sing a whole show. What's more, Shang Xiaoyun went to Shaanxi, not the capital."

"Oh, Mr. Cheng Yanqiu is gone? What a shame."

Lin Sanqi's former university had a Peking Opera Society, which often performed the famous Cheng school opera "The Golden Bag", a comedy. If it could be performed at Changping Farm, it would definitely make the employees happy.

Thinking of Cheng Yanqiu, Lin Sanqi recalled a memory of his goddaughter Li Shiji. She said that Mr. Cheng Yanqiu would eat one pork elbow and ten eggs in one meal, and his appetite was amazing.

Lin Sanqi thought, it was fortunate that Mr. Cheng died early. If he were still alive, who knows how he would be criticized.

Dean Shen saw Lin Sanqi's regretful expression, and then he smiled and said:

"Speaking of the Capital Peking Opera Theater, just like our Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, it gathers the best actors in the country. Although the four famous actresses are good, there are many actors who are as famous as the four famous actresses and have great singing skills.

For example, Zhang Junqiu and Zhao Yanxia are also top-notch female roles; for the dahualian role, Qiu Shengrong is the best; for the laosheng role, Ma Lianliang is the best; for the xusheng role, there are Tan Fuying and Tan Si. Their singing skills are inherited from their families, but I don’t know if he can sing the Xiaofan role well, hahahaha.”

Lin Sanqi blinked her big innocent eyes and asked, "What's the meaning of this Xiaofan? You are laughing so happily."

"I call you Xiaofan. It's from a line in the play "Silang Visits His Mother" by Tan Fuying, who once went to Tianjin to perform. When I saw the princess steal the imperial edict, I couldn't help but feel happy. I stood at the palace gate and called her Xiaofan~~~
The last one is called Xiaofan, which requires a lot of effort and most actors can't sing it. Oh my god, I didn't expect that the famous actor Tan Fuying also couldn't sing it. For a member of the Tan family, it was a very embarrassing thing.

Tan Fuying was not convinced and said that if he could sing it in Peking, there was no reason why he couldn't sing it in Tianjin. So he put up the water sign again and performed "Silang Tanmu" again the next day, preparing to continue to call it a small show. The ticket price at that time was three yuan and thirty cents.

All the opera fans in Tianjin came that day, but Tan Fuying was so nervous that he couldn't sing the tune again. He asked Xiaofan to sing, but he couldn't sing it. So there was a joke about Xiaofan, who was charged three yuan and three cents. It is said that from then on, Tan Fuying never went to Tianjin to sing again because he was afraid.

Lin Sanqi was also amused when he heard this. He could imagine the scene of Tan Si's death in Tianjin, so he asked:

"Uncle Shen, tell me anything else that's interesting."

"Interesting story. Okay, let me tell you about Du Jinfang's life experience. Du Jinfang doesn't know? Do Mei Lanfang and Meng Xiaodong know? In fact, Du Jinfang is..."

The two drank rice wine and chatted about gossip. The more they talked, the happier they became. They chatted until late at night before going to bed. (End of this chapter)