A doctor who travels through two eras

The old leader Jing Qisheng, with a head full of white hair, put his hands on his waist, turned his back to the crowd, and looked at the full warehouse of grain in front of him for a long time without saying a word.

Shen Guoming and Liu Shengli, with bruised faces and noses, stood behind Leader Jing, glaring at each other, as if they were going to continue fighting without saying a word.

Ma Weiping covered his mouth and laughed secretly, Lin Sanqi looked confused, and the young employees of the two hospitals did not dare to breathe.

After a long time, Leader Jing asked in a low voice:

"Shen Guoming, how much food is here?"

Dean Shen didn't dare to act naughty at this time. He felt uneasy in his heart, but he still answered honestly:
"Here, there are 50 tons of corn flour and 50 tons of millet flour. But old leader, these grains are for our Chinese medicine hospital..."

"Okay, no need to say more."

The big leader stretched out his hand and stopped Shen Guoming from continuing to speak, and continued lightly:
"100 tons of food? Haha, Shen Guoming, you are really capable. You are more capable than other brothers. So, take 30 tons of food and send it to the headquarters immediately. I want it."

Dean Shen opened his mouth, glared at Ma Weiping who looked gloating, and answered with a stiff upper lip:

"Report: Received. 30 tons of food will be delivered to the headquarters tomorrow morning!"

Liu Shengli was anxious, thinking, why didn't the foreign aid he asked for help speak for the Digital Hospital, but instead put food in his own pocket? Even if you are an old leader, it's too much:
"Old leader, we still have our digital hospital. There are hundreds of inpatients crying for food. Shen Guoming wants to take all the food for himself. This is really unscrupulous and too much."

Dean Shen was feeling aggrieved at the moment, and upon hearing this, he punched Liu Shengli in the face again:

"Fuck you, I got all this food by exchanging ginseng. Do you think it's easy for me? If you have the ability, go find food for yourself. What's the point of targeting others? You were a living bandit back then, and you are still an old bastard now."

When Liu Shengli heard this, he was not angry at all. Instead, he was happy:

"Wait, what did you just say? The food was exchanged for ginseng? Is there such a good thing?"

Leader Jing also turned around, his eyes full of confusion.

Starting from 59, grain was priceless, and the price of a pound of flour on the black market was as high as 5 yuan, which shows how precious grain was.

No matter whether it is a painting by Tang Bohu, a calligraphy by Zhao Mengfu, or a piece of jade from the five famous kilns or the four famous jades, all the antiques that were worth a fortune back then are useless now. There is no way to exchange them for food.

Even if you want to exchange big and small yellow croakers for food, you still have to depend on other people's attitude. If you are offered a gold ring in exchange for 10 kilograms of corn flour, would you trade it?
By the same token, if people are starving to death, who would take ginseng seriously? It is not true that eating it can make you immortal and immune to all poisons.

Shen Guoming knew that his neck was stiff, and he said arrogantly: "Can't I exchange ginseng for food?"

Liu Shengli was a little anxious:
"Of course not. If ginseng could be exchanged for food, wouldn't all the ginseng farmers in Changbai Mountain be very fat? I went there on a business trip earlier this year. The ginseng farmers didn't grow food, and they couldn't sell their ginseng. The situation is pretty bad now."

Lin Sanqi was terrified as he listened nearby, thinking to himself that his dean was such a smart person, how come his brain didn't work so well when he met his old friend?

Dean Shen continued to stiffen his neck and snorted:
"That's because you, Fatty Liu, are incompetent. Who am I? I was once known as the Little Zhuge Liang. You can't do anything, but I can. A wolf travels a thousand miles to eat meat, while a dog travels a thousand miles to eat shit. Do you know the difference between us now? Hahaha."

As a result, Leader Jing chuckled and said:

"Back then I was known as the Great Zhuge, but even I couldn't get so much food. You, the Little Zhuge, have become more capable now. Since you can get food so easily, why don't you support me a little more?"

Dean Shen knew that he had over-boasted, so he quickly begged for mercy:
"No, no, I have a limited amount of food. You should have heard that I set up a farm to accommodate the laid-off employees and their families. I have to support these people, otherwise they will starve to death."

Everyone present sighed in unison after hearing this: "Yes, it's difficult, everything is difficult..."

Ma Weiping suddenly interrupted:

"Old Shen, we are a family and we should not have different opinions. Ginseng is not only available in your Chinese medicine hospital. Our digital hospital also has a lot of stock. Tell us your channels so that we can exchange some for food."

Dean Shen laughed and said, "Oh, exchanging ginseng for food is a mistake. Don't forget what you are wearing?"

Ma Weiping rolled his eyes: "You know you're making a mistake, but you still dare to exchange food? You are unorganized and undisciplined. Old leader, confiscate all the food from this old guy."

Liu Shengli quickly sang a duet:
"Old Shen, Brother Shen, don't worry about whether you made a mistake or not. People are starving to death, who cares about whether you made a mistake or not? The biggest mistake now is to let the patients starve and the employees suffer, so just hand over your food supply channel."

Leader Jing was also very interested: "Yes, little Zhuge, I am also interested."

Lin Sanqi thought that all the old guys present were from the same school, and he was the only outsider. Would he be killed as a sacrifice to cheer up his fellow apprentices? It seemed that he had to run away.

Dean Shen's eyes rolled around, thinking that even though they had just had a fierce fight, they were all old brothers. Would he really just watch them starve?

And if he doesn't think of a solution for them today, the remaining 70 tons of food will not be preserved either.

"Old leader, I really can't tell you where this food comes from. If I tell you, I'll be hurting others. But if you have ginseng, donkey-hide gelatin, musk, bezoar, ambergris, rhino horn and other valuable Chinese medicinal materials, you can give them to me and I will find a way to exchange them for food for you."

After Dean Shen finished speaking, he secretly glanced at Lin Sanqi. He was sure that Lin Sanqi would not miss this good opportunity to make a profit.

Until now, even Shen Guoming, who is known as the Little Zhuge Liang, still believes that Lin Sanqi got the food from the black market, otherwise there is no way to explain where the food came from.

Even if Lin Sanqi dared to tell him that he was a time traveler, Dean Shen might not believe it, because he had never read Qidian novels...

When Liu Shengli heard this, he patted Shen Guoming's shoulder fiercely:

"Okay, you have to keep your word. I'm going back to the hospital to collect Chinese medicinal herbs. You must exchange them for food for me."

Shen Guoming had no objection, but his old boss and leader were still present. He could represent the organization. A few of them had been discussing speculation and profiteering. Was that really okay?
So he signaled to Leader Jing with his eyes, and Liu Shengli and Ma Weiping both looked nervously at this usually serious old leader.

Leader Jing blinked and asked, "Why are you looking at me?"

Liu Shengli rubbed his hands and asked cautiously: "Old leader, um, um, can you turn a blind eye to what happened today..."

Leader Jing stomped slowly around the grain pile, smiling and saying:

"The source of food now is nothing more than the black market. I don't think it's possible to get food from the black market domestically. All the major granaries are now under military control. No one dares to risk being beheaded to sell food to the black market.

Then the most likely source of these grains is overseas, or the Hong Kong region of our country, and then they are smuggled in through secret channels, so these grains are not under national surveillance, Xiao Shen, am I right?"

When Dean Shen heard this, sweat broke out on his back. In 1960, no one of our overseas relations was our friend, whether it was the polar bear in the north, the United States on the other side of the strait, or distant Europe.

We have many friends, such as the black uncles in Africa, the poor uncles in Latin America, and those small countries in Eastern Europe.

These countries are poorer than us and have less food than we do. It is good enough that they do not come here to beg for food. How could they possibly export food to our country?
If the food is obtained from overseas, the most likely source is those capitalist countries, which would lead to serious consequences that are unimaginable.

Now, the big boss found the loophole with just one guess.

The whole place was silent, everyone knew that anything they said now would be wrong.

Who knew that Leader Jing burst out laughing instead:
"Hey, why are you all so quiet all of a sudden? Are you scared? Liu Shengli, Shen Guoming, keep fighting, childish.

Food is a good thing. It is a strategic material and the basis for each of us to survive. What is there to be afraid of? So I don’t care where the food comes from. Even if it is sent by Chiang Kai-shek, I will accept it!

"Exchange, exchange Chinese medicinal materials for food, this business can be done. We soldiers are judged by the results, and what we want is the final victory. The process is not important. Weren't the devils our transport team back then? We used the devils' food and guns to defeat them in turn. What's wrong with that?"

Liu Shengli's eyes lit up when he heard this:
"Yes, we are getting a bargain by exchanging some medicinal herbs grown in the fields for food. Chinese medicinal herbs are not strategic materials. If we use them up this year, we can just dig them up again next year. They will grow again in batches anyway."

After hearing this, Dean Shen almost fell to the ground, thinking that fortunately his old leader was not a person who played by the rules. If he had met an ideological and political cadre today, he would probably be doomed.

At this time, Lin Sanqi looked at the big leader a few more times, thinking that this old leader was so bold and open-minded, he would probably suffer a lot in a few years.

Ma Weiping took the opportunity to flatter:

"Brother Shen, I haven't asked you for anything for all these years. If you give me some of the food today, I won't take it for nothing. How about I trade you some ginseng? I beg you."

Dean Shen sighed.
"Okay, you bring me ginseng worth 10 yuan, and I'll make the decision. I'll give you 20 tons of grain. Oh, I'm losing money on this deal."

Lin Sanqi almost vomited blood, thinking, "How about I only charge you 100 yuan for ginseng if there are 10 tons of grain in the warehouse?"

Black, damn black! (End of this chapter)