A doctor who travels through two eras

Yin Lianyi was worried, but Lin Sanqi was not worried at all:
"We sell top-quality Chinese medicinal materials and top-quality health products. The most important thing for the wealthy is whether your products are the best on the market, whether they are unique, and whether they are made of genuine materials.

In fact, after Lingnan Hall became famous, it had little to do with the personal ability of the salesperson. Any salesperson in this position could achieve good results.

Do you think Mao Jinzhe has any face in front of the big rich people in Shenzhen? He was just a small 4S store selling cars in the first half of the year. Could the rich people buy a bunch of common ginseng for Mao Jinzhe's sake?

Let me give you an example. What our Lingnan Hall offers is 50-year-old wild ginseng, while what Mao Ruizhe offers is 50-year-old garden ginseng. Although they are both ginseng and look the same, their therapeutic effects are very different. Guess whose products the rich will buy?

So Mao Jinzhe is the kind of short-sighted person who doesn't know how to be proud of himself after a little success. He thinks he has the best personal ability and the most business, so he wants to work alone, or he wants to blackmail his boss into giving him a high salary or even shares?

This kind of person is dreaming. If you want your business to be successful, either your products are irreplaceable or your connections are unmatched. Both are indispensable. What do you think Mao Jinzhe has?"

Yin Lianyi was a little unconvinced:

"Tongruicheng is currently the largest Chinese herbal medicine sales company in China. They should have a lot of Cordyceps King, right? With their size, it shouldn't be a problem for them to get wild ginseng, right? If Mao Jinzhe also has these two ace herbs, do you think he can do it?"

Hearing this, Lin Sanqi became even more confident.

"Do you know how much wild ginseng was dug up in Northeast China last year, according to public data?"

"How many?"

"6 kilograms?"

"6 kg? Are you kidding???"

"Hahaha," Lin Sanqi was in a good mood, stroking his girlfriend's hand and laughing:
"It's 6 kilograms, and all of them are wild ginsengs under 50 years old. There is not a single first-class one. This is the current market situation. The most recent king ginseng was dug in 2008, 200 years old, and weighed only more than 200 grams.

So where do you think Tong Ruicheng or Mao Jinzhe get wild ginseng? If all 6 kilograms are given to him alone, how many can he sell? Compared with our Lingnan Hall, Tong Ruicheng is not even worthy of carrying shoes. "

Yin Lianyi continued to refute:
"I remember you once said that after wild ginseng is collected in China, it is not sold publicly. Instead, it is taken away directly from the place of origin by the top capital. This means that the actual output is far more than 6 kilograms."

Lin Sanqi stopped and pinched his girlfriend's little face:

"Yes, I have said this, but as you said, the good wild ginseng is taken away by the top rich people or the most powerful people. Do you think Tong Ruicheng or Mao Jinzhe can compete with these people at the top of the pyramid?"

Yin Lianyi asked with a half-smile:

"How can an ordinary person in a village in the city compete with those at the top of the pyramid?"

Lin Sanqi coughed lightly:
"I have partners at the top level. As for where the ginseng and cordyceps come from, I can only say that most of them come from abroad, so they can't restrict me with domestic capital."

As they walked, they slowly arrived at the Shuanglong Bridge, and beyond that was the territory of Pingle Village.

Lin Sanqi stopped walking and said, "Okay, I won't go over there. If I run into my old school enemy, I'll definitely get beaten up!"

Yin Lianyi waved her hand: "I know, this is our village's territory. Even if I'm a three-year-old child, I'm not afraid of getting lost. You go back."

As she walked onto the bridge, she suddenly turned around and asked:

"Thirteen o'clock, our two villages are enemies for generations, and we haven't intermarried for more than a hundred years. If you want to marry me, are you mentally prepared?"

Lin Sanqi turned around and asked in surprise: "When did I say I wanted to marry you?"

"Ah, 13 o'clock, I'm going to kill you, you Lin Shimei~~~"

"Help! People from Pingle Village are beating people up~~~"

……

……

The next day, Lin Sanqi woke up in his room in Yide Mansion.

Yide Mansion was originally compensated by the Zhou family to the Lin family. Now, as the Lin family’s new house has not been built yet, the whole family lives here.

The 200-square-meter apartment is actually not worthy of Lin Sanqi's current wealth.

But the same thing goes, for ordinary people living in urban villages, Yide Mansion is definitely a luxury house.

Lin Sanqi came out of the room and found that only his mother and younger sister were at home, so he asked curiously:
"Where's Dad?"

Wang Wenjuan said with a smile as she served the porridge:
"Your father has gone to the ancestral hall to work. This year he is a red vest, so naturally he has to do more. Our family has finally turned things around after so many years. Haha, now grandma is missing a big grandson, otherwise her merits would be complete."

Lin Sanqi drank his porridge and joked:
"Don't worry, mother. I will marry a few concubines and give you eight or ten grandchildren. You can take care of them slowly."

As a result, Wang Wenjuan really started to think seriously:

"That's right. You said that our family is so rich now, and we can only have one baby at most. It's a loss. Then you can secretly go abroad to give birth, two in each country, and try to expand our Lin family."

Lin Sanqi and Lin Bingqiao's worldviews were completely shattered after hearing this, and they stuck out their tongues repeatedly.

"Brother, your company is also on holiday, let's go to the flower market today."

Lin Sanqi nodded:

"Not only do you have to go to the flower market, but you and mom will also have to throw away all your living habits and attitudes after this year. For example, replace all the clothes at home with international brands and hire a few nannies. Also, I have installed a fresh air system and a constant temperature system in the new house. From now on, our house will have to turn on the air conditioner 365 days a year, warm in winter and cool in summer. No more squeezing the whole family into one room and turning on one air conditioner."

Lin Bingqiao nodded repeatedly:
"Yes, we will have one air conditioner per room in our house from now on. Hmm, I can set it to any temperature I want. Mom, please don't always set it to 28. It's so hot."

Lin Sanqi covered his forehead with his hands after hearing this. Since we have installed a fresh air constant temperature system, why do we need to install air conditioners in every room? It turns out that poverty limits our imagination.

Wang Wenjuan looked at her son and daughter kindly, feeling happy:

"We were poor before, there was nothing we could do. Now your brother is making money. Do you think I am stupid? Do you not know how to enjoy the blessings? Do you just have to endure the hardships? Next year, hire a few more aunties, cooks, washes clothes, cleans, and do everything. I will also enjoy the blessings of my son."

Lin Sanqi nodded: "Yes, the nannies must all be graduate students, beauties, no older than 30, and 36D!!!"

This time it was Wang Wenjuan and Lin Bingqiao's turn to roll their eyes.

……

……

That night, Lin Sanqi quietly came to the Lingnantang Company's dedicated cold storage warehouse, transferred all the materials, and returned to 1961.

In the office of the director of Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Dean Shen stood up and held the microphone tightly:
"A lot, how much? How much supplies did you get?"

Lin Sanqi could only read the list one by one:

“猪肉30斤、白糖2斤、茶叶2斤、菜籽油5斤、黄桃罐头5瓶、花子瓜生20斤、苹果一箱、棉袄棉裤各一条。”

Dean Shen slammed the table and said, "Is this the amount for one person?"

"Yes, everyone in our hospital has a share of the amount for one person, whether it is a branch hospital or the main hospital, whether it is a regular worker or a temporary worker, everyone is equal."

"How many copies did you get?"

"I rounded up to an integer, 1000 copies. Our main hospital, branch hospitals, and retired employees total 512 people. We can also give some of the remaining copies to leaders at all levels or to our sister units."

"Okay, okay, very good. You must not expose yourself now. I will send someone over right away."

Dean Shen felt a little worried after hanging up the phone. Logistics and transportation are quite inconvenient these days. The Chinese Medicine Hospital does not have enough trucks, so it can only borrow from other units, and then everything will be exposed.

Now everyone's eyes are green with hunger. If the sister units knew that the Chinese medicine hospital made a fortune, they would drive the cars back directly without leaving a penny for you.

If not our sister units, who else should we look for?

Dean Shen sat there thinking, and suddenly it occurred to him that if we were to say that we would not take a single needle or thread from the masses, then it would be our people's soldiers. If the transportation was left to them, not a single melon seed would be missing.

Thinking of this, Dean Shen quickly picked up the phone and called again.

"Hey, old leader, I'm here to ask for your help. Can you support me with more than ten trucks? It will only take me half a day."

If Dean Shen is a man of eight hundred thoughts, then Leader Jing is a man of one thousand six hundred thoughts. Just think about it, if he wants to borrow a large truck for the New Year holidays, he must be transporting something.

Think about it again, the Chinese medicine hospital now has Farm Harvest and Timely Rainforest Panax notoginseng, so the only possibility is that the Chinese medicine hospital got a large quantity.

"Haha, Xiao Shen, it's not difficult to borrow a car. Well, well, but I need to know what you want to do. After all, gasoline is public and can't be used casually."

Dean Shen sighed inwardly, knowing that he could hide it from anyone except his old leader (even if he wanted to, he couldn't).

"Old leader, this is what happened. Lin Sanqi got a batch of New Year's goods and is now storing them in the warehouse at Tanggu Port. I don't think it's safe to ask someone else for help, so I'm asking you for help."

Leader Jing showed a wicked smile, but on the surface he remained calm:
"Oh, New Year's goods, um, can you tell me what they are?"

Dean Shen knew that he would have to pay protection money, but he hoped to pay less so he was mentally prepared.

“报告，我们准备一人分猪肉30斤、白糖2斤、茶叶2斤、菜籽油5斤、黄桃罐头5瓶、花子瓜生20斤、苹果一箱、棉袄棉裤各一条。”

After hearing this, Leader Jing was simply amazed:
"Shen Guoming, I congratulate you on getting rich, but your old boss is still eating sweet potatoes, and your master's wife keeps talking about wanting to eat braised pork and canned yellow peaches. Sigh..."

Dean Shen was also in a state of confusion:
"Old leader, we are a family and we should not talk behind each other's backs. If I miss anyone, I will not miss you. So, I will come to your house in person tomorrow and bring you New Year's gifts to wish you a happy new year."

Leader Jing held up a finger, then thought it was wrong and added another one:
"Send 200 copies over here. Bring them along when you return the truck. This is an order. There is no room for negotiation. Goodbye!"

The phone was hung up decisively, and Leader Jing opened the door and yelled:
"Comrades, we can have a prosperous new year~~~"

Leader Shen's heart was bleeding as he held the microphone. He had originally wanted to keep some for the employees after distributing it so that he could save it and eat it slowly later. But now, there probably won't be anything left.

Jing leads the General Logistics Department and is also in charge of the health departments of the entire country and the entire army.

The General Logistics Department has a share, would the Ministry of Health like to send a big one?

Since these two superior departments have sent them, should each agency in the capital send a copy?
Don't give them away. These 1000 New Year gifts are not enough to distribute among the staff. Dean Shen is so worried... (End of this chapter)