A doctor who travels through two eras

Chapter 25 Printing money is illegal

The father and son sighed for a long time, and then Lin Musen remembered:
"So what else are you going to take with you this time?"

Lin Sanqi thought for a moment and said:
"First of all, I need food. The more the better. It will also be convenient for me to act according to circumstances. I need rice and flour. Also, it's not good for me to always take out fine grains. You should find a way to get me some coarse grains."

"Coarse grains?"

In the materially developed Flower City, what kind of food can't you get? You can get as much as you want, depending on the money in your pocket.

"I'll take care of the food. What kind of coarse grains do you need?"

"So, we need to prepare the sweet potatoes and potatoes. We also need to contact the feed factory and buy some cornmeal, which is the feed made by grinding corn cobs into powder. This was one of the staple foods in 59. We don't need too much. Let's test the waters first.

Except for food, everything was in short supply there. White sugar and brown sugar were definitely high-end foods in 59, the highest standard for gifts. Soybean oil and rapeseed oil were also needed, but they could not be packed in plastic barrels. I observed that there was no plastic in that era.

Pork is also required. Dad, you don’t know, when I went to buy meat with my mother who was born in 59, the line of people buying meat stretched from Shilou Village to Baiyun Airport. For every pound of meat you bought, you were only given half a pound, and the other half was bones. I felt that pork was more precious than gold.”

Lin Kucan smiled and said:
"I've experienced this before. I couldn't eat meat when I was a kid, so my eyes would light up when I saw meat. Okay, let's go prepare these later. You can buy them at the village market. We'll have as much as you want."

"Oh, yes, eggs too. People in 59 called eggs chicken butt banks, hahahaha."

Lin Kucan also laughed, and suddenly thought of something:
"For 50 years, you need tickets for everything. You can only buy things if you have tickets. So do you need tickets to see a doctor and buy Chinese medicine?"

Lin Sanqi was a little embarrassed: "Well, I didn't look carefully, but I didn't ask for receipts for the two doses of Chinese medicine I bought for my mother, which means that all you need to buy the herbs is money."

Lin Musen had an idea in mind, so he said:
"Well, you can find a way to sell some grain in 59 for money, and then try to buy a ginseng. There was a message in our family group a few days ago that a relative in Hong Kong wanted to buy a wild ginseng that is 200 years old, and the price was 300 to million.

Nowadays, even 50-year-old wild ginseng is rare, let alone 59-year-old ones. Think about it, how expensive could it be in ? For a time traveler like you, it's just a few bags of rice.

If a few bags of rice are not enough, then we can just pull a few tons or dozens of tons over to them. So your primary goal next is to gain a firm foothold in 59, and then take the opportunity to purchase some precious medicinal materials, and leave the sales to me.

Mother Diulei, this time it will be our family's turn to get rich."

Lin Sanqi thought about it for a moment and smiled:

"This is the most feasible way at present. I will be responsible for the medicinal materials in 59, and you will be responsible for the sales in modern times. We are father and son. When we have money, we will go to Qiaoxin Huiyuetai and buy ten or eight houses from him. Hahaha~~~"

Lin Musen and his son do what they say.

After coming out of the room, he ran downstairs in a hurry, got on his tricycle and ran away.

Wang Wenjuan poked her head out of the kitchen, looking a little strange. She muttered to herself and went back to make soup.

Lin Musen and his son first came to the village vegetable market.

The environment of the vegetable market is not very good. After all, it is a village in the city. The market is full of sewage and the smell is not very pleasant.

But as the local boss of Shilou Village, the security guard at the entrance of the vegetable market did not stop him and he rode his electric tricycle directly to the pig stall.

The butcher saw the customer coming and greeted him with a smile:

"Isn't this Doctor Lin? You're here to buy some meat today. Look, the meat is all fresh. I guarantee it's not from the freezer."

Lin Musen was not polite either: "Pork man, well, pack up all the fat meat from your stall for me, I'll take it all."

"You want fat meat? No lean meat?"

The butcher felt strange because every time his stall would sell out the lean meat and pork belly first, and the fat would be packaged or sold to small restaurants to make lard.

Anyway, local people in Huadu seldom buy fatty meat.

But since there was a sucker at the door, how could the boss not sell it? So he yelled:
"Okay, Dr. Lin, wait a moment, I'll pack it for you."

Lin Musen looked around and pointed to the pork stalls nearby and said, "We'll buy all the fat from you guys, too."

Now, all the butchers in Shilou Village Market were excited and busy cutting and weighing meat.

After leaving the butcher shop, the Lin father and son ran to other shops and bought all the white sugar, brown sugar, soybean oil, rapeseed oil, eggs and other things in the market.

In the end, the tricycle couldn’t hold it all, so the boss had to help transport it back to Lin’s house.

Since he could not bring the outer packaging bags to 1959, Lin Musen used his skills in wrapping Chinese medicinal materials to wrap up the sugar and salt.

Lin Sanqi walked to a small supermarket in the village next door.

Walking into the supermarket, the shelves were filled with all kinds of things. There was everything you could want, including food, drinks, clothes, and daily necessities. Lin Sanqi walked around and found that there was actually nothing to buy. Should he buy some spicy noodles, cola, and potato chips and take them to 59? That would be a sure way to get himself killed.

Until Lin Sanqi came to the candy counter, picked up the Alps milk candy, put it down, picked up the QQ soft candy, and put it down again.

Then I picked up a bag of White Rabbit candy.

Every time I read novels before, it said that the most delicious candy in that era was "White Rabbit Milk Candy". It was definitely the ceiling of candy, so every time traveler would bring a lot of milk candy with them.

But after studying it for a long time, Lin Sanqi had no choice but to put the White Rabbit milk food in his hand back on the shelf.

Lin Sanqi really didn't know what the packaging of White Rabbit candy looked like in 59, and how different it was from the packaging of this era. Would it arouse suspicion if he rashly gave it out in 59?
Finally, Lin Sanqi bought a lot of bulk fruit candies, which were round and of various flavors. He could grab a handful with his hands, which was convenient for giving to others and was super cheap.

The key is that there is no wrapping paper, so there is no need to worry about others noticing anything unusual.

When they returned home, the father and son packed bags of rice and flour into sacks.

By the same token, today's rice bags are all made of polypropylene, which was considered black technology in 59.

So the father and son could only put the things in traditional sacks. Fortunately, sacks are still widely used nowadays, otherwise there would be no place to buy them.

By the time it was time for dinner, Wang Wenjuan had urged them several times before Lin Musen and Lin Sanqi washed their hands and ate. They were still discussing things while eating.

Lin Sanqi handed over a banknote and said:
"Dad, this is a 1953 edition of the second set of RMB, a ten-yuan note. Take a look at it first."

Lin Musen took it and looked at it. It was a black-patterned banknote with a picture of a male worker pointing forward and a peasant woman holding a bundle of rice and looking into the distance.

The banknotes appear wrinkled and very rough, probably because the paper quality is not up to standard.

Lin Bingqiao felt strange and snatched it away, looking left and right:

"Boss, this banknote of yours is so old. I have never seen it before. How come you are suddenly interested in collecting banknotes?"

Lin Sanqi snatched the banknote, straightened it carefully, and said unhappily:
"Go away, little brat, what do you know? This 10 yuan is more than a farmer can earn in a month. It is very precious."

Lin Bingqiao rolled her eyes, snorted "Tsk~~", and then started eating.

Lin Sanqi handed another 10 yuan note to his father and said:

"Dad, it suddenly occurred to me that you could go online and look for the second set of RMB to see if you can get some. Anyway, this set of RMB is no longer usable, and the one I got in 59 is just right for me to use.

If you really can't get these old RMB, go ask Brother A Ming and see if he can help print some. I see the paper and paint are not very high-quality, so printing shouldn't be difficult, right?"

Lin Qinming is a native of Shilou Village and has a very good relationship with Lin Sanqi's cousin.

Now I run my own printing company and am my own boss.

Of course, to put it bluntly, it is just a printing workshop.

Moreover, Lin Sanqi knew that the printing business of his cousin was not so formal. Anyway, he had helped to post flyers on the village’s electric poles before…

After hearing these words, Lin Musen was sweating:
"Pujiezi, you want to die. Printing RMB is illegal, even if it is RMB that can no longer be used. Don't even think about this crooked way. Just exchange it for food."

Lin Sanqi clicked his tongue and nodded heavily: "Dad is right, we can't do anything illegal."

Wang Wenjuan was a little puzzled: "What are you two talking about? I don't understand anything. Why do you need so many old banknotes, son?"

Lin Sanqi chuckled: "It's okay, mom. My dad and I are studying Chinese coins. We were just joking."

Lin Musen quickly changed the subject:

"By the way, I've already bought the herbs for this month. Go and prepare them. There are two doses this time. Try both to see how effective they are. We'll adjust them later."

Wang Wenjuan sighed after hearing this:
"Oh, it's all my fault for dragging you down. One course of treatment costs 2 yuan, which is too expensive. I might as well stop taking it..."

After hearing this, Lin Sanqi put his arm around his mother's shoulders:

"Mom, eat as much as you want. Your son has found a way to make a fortune. I promise to let you eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks. I will also send you to the United States for treatment. I promise that you will live to be 100 years old in good health."

"Haha, kid, I don't want to live to be 100 years old. I want to have a grandchild sooner rather than later."

When talking about his girlfriend, Lin Sanqi felt a pain in his heart again. After all, he had just broken up with his ex-girlfriend in the morning, and this emotional injury could not be healed in a short time.

(End of this chapter)