A doctor who travels through two eras

After the National Health Conference, all participants went to visit the revolutionary holy land of Zunyi.

This is a legitimate reason. Of course, this kind of visit is actually more symbolic than anything else, and in fact it is basically a publicly funded tour.

For example, after coming out of the Zunyi Conference Memorial Hall, everyone should have visited the ferry crossing of the Four Crossings of the Chishui River to pay tribute to the martyrs. However, someone wanted to go to the Maotai Distillery, so the team was led astray and went to Renhuai instead.

Of course, there is also the Chishui River in Renhuai, and the Red Army also passed through Maotai Town back then. So you tell me whether we should commemorate them or not.

Nowadays, most men like to drink, and among those who drink, there is no one who doesn't like Moutai.

Normally, people at home or at work have little to drink due to limited conditions, but when they arrive at Maotai Town, they still need something to drink? Many cadres have already wiped their saliva, prepared peanuts, and decided to get drunk.

A group of Maotai Distillery leaders were waiting at the door early.

As soon as Leader Zhou got out of the car, he pulled Lin Sanqi over:
"Old Yuan, come here, let me introduce you. This is Director Lin from the Capital Infectious Disease Hospital. Although he is young, he is already a director-level official like you. This time he is mainly here to visit the Maotai Distillery, and we are just here for the visit.

I have to inform you first that you must receive him well. Dean Lin has a lot of US dollars in cash and countless penicillin. He is definitely a big landlord. You must not let him go."

Director Yuan of Maotai Distillery is also at the level of a director general, but the saying still applies: Beijing officials are automatically promoted to the third level when they are transferred to the local level.

So Director Yuan shook Lin Sanqi's hand enthusiastically. Although he didn't understand why the director of a hospital would have so much foreign exchange, he was an old cadre and the leaders had hinted at it, so he did have some foresight.

"It's President Lin. I've heard a lot about you. Welcome to visit our Moutai factory."

Lin Sanqi also hurriedly held his hands and said, "Director Yuan, I'm going to drink secretly later, please don't kick me out!"

Hehehe~~~
The atmosphere was relaxed.

Minister Li also came over slowly at this time. She was in a very relaxed mood and completely regarded herself as a tourist, so she joked:
"Director Yuan, you said you have long admired this young dean. I want to test you. What do you admire about this young dean?"

Everyone thought that the short factory manager might fail to answer the question, but Factory Manager Yuan just smiled and said:
"Director Lin is the first doctor in the world to conquer tuberculosis, and he is also the youngest director of a national hospital in the country. Minister Li, what do you think? Am I wrong?"

The old lady led the applause:
"Great! Even a remote place like Guizhou knows that our country has conquered tuberculosis. This shows that the publicity has been in place, laying a solid foundation for the promotion of anti-tuberculosis treatment across the country!"

The cadres of the local health systems and the directors of the various systems nodded slightly and fell into deep thought.

Minister Li talked about his own business every other sentence, but these department heads and presidents knew that all major hospitals in each province would compete for tuberculosis projects and drugs.

In the 1950s and 1960s, Maotai Distillery had not yet built the magnificent office buildings and factory buildings of later times, and everything was still mainly old bungalows.

Both the factory and the wine cellar are built on the mountain. At the foot of the mountain is the Chishui River. The water used to make Moutai liquor is taken from the Chishui River. It will not work without the Chishui River. It is very magical.

Just like the best rice wine must be brewed with water from Jianhu Lake, the taste will not be right if it is made with water from other sources.

After Director Yuan led everyone into the factory, he began to introduce enthusiastically:

"The history of Moutai can be traced back to the 1704rd year of Emperor Kangxi's reign, which was .

At that time, a winery named "Jisheng Shaofang" officially named the liquor they produced Maotai Liquor. According to the "Old Zunyi Prefecture Chronicle" of the Qing Dynasty, during the Daoguang period, there were no less than 20 Maotai distilleries, and the amount of grain consumed was no less than 20,000 shi.

Before liberation, the most famous Moutai liquor was mainly divided into three distilleries, namely Chengyi Distillery, Ronghe Distillery and Hengxing Distillery. The row of houses you see now was originally the distillery of Ronghe Distillery, and it is still in use.

After liberation, we bought the three distilleries with 1.3 million old RMB. With the strong support of the state and the province, our Moutai Distillery is now becoming more and more prosperous, and the output is also increasing. "

Lin Sanqi was shocked when he heard this:
"Wow, the country is really bold. They spent 1.3 million to buy the old winery right after liberation. The original owner of the winery has become the richest man in the country, surpassing the Rong family, right?"

Director Yuan felt a little embarrassed after hearing this.

Minister Li did not have so many concerns and laughed out loud:
"Xiao Lin, you didn't listen carefully. It cost 1.3 million old currency. If it were converted into today's banknotes, it would only be 1.3 yuan. Yes, but it's also a huge sum of money."

Uh, the boss is not willing to sell the old winery for ten thousand yuan, right?
Director Yuan knew that this topic could not be discussed in detail. Ronghe Kiln was indeed half-sold and half-given away, but the Chengyi Kiln and Hengxing Kiln at the back were voluntarily donated by their bosses.

"Leaders, let me report to you again. In 1950, the annual output of Moutai was only 72 tons. After the joint efforts of all our employees, by last year, in 1960, our annual output of Moutai had reached a record high of 921 tons.

This is equivalent to more than 500 million bottles of 190ml Moutai. Leaders, this number is incredible. It is definitely a prosperous scene. Among them, the domestic sales volume is 881 tons, and the most gratifying thing is that the export sales volume has reached 40 tons. "

As soon as these words fell, the crowd of visitors burst into warm applause.

Lin Sanqi also gave a thumbs up and praised repeatedly: "It's amazing that so much liquor was produced under such difficult conditions."

In fact, Lin Sanqi felt bitter inside, thinking, damn it, I can’t even get enough food to eat, and you still have grain to make wine?
At this time, a director from another place asked with a smile:

"Director Yuan, I heard that all of your Moutai yeasts are made by young, unmarried, beautiful women using their feet. Is that true? Haha."

People love to listen to gossip, so many people pricked up their ears.

Director Yuan was a little embarrassed again, so he could only explain in a stammering manner:
"This is also a tradition of our Moutai. We select the best grains, the best brewers, and use all traditional techniques to make wine, just to reassure the people.

If ordinary people knew that our koji was made from men's stinky feet, who would be willing to drink Moutai in the future? Girls are more hygienic, so the koji made from their little feet should be more hygienic, right? "

Almost all the people present were old men, and they naturally just smiled and said nothing.

The old men were thinking about the erotic scenes of jade feet, but Lin Sanqi had something on his mind.

When he thought about the fact that the annual output of Maotai Distillery reached more than 900 tons last year, he felt a little scared. Was the money he had enough to buy Maotai?

After decades, Moutai has become a myth and financialized.

Before Lin Sanqi became rich, residents of urban villages like him simply could not afford to drink Moutai. A bottle cost more than 2000 yuan. One ton of Moutai can be packed into 2124 bottles of 500ml, which is equivalent to more than 400 million yuan per ton.

More than 900 tons of Moutai can be sold for at least 40 billion yuan.

This is just the price of new wine. If it’s an aged Moutai, especially one from a special year, a small bottle of Moutai might be able to exchange for a house in Huadu. It’s so exaggerated.

It’s not that Lin Sanqi can’t come up with 40 billion yuan, but he feels that only a crazy person would spend all his belongings to buy Moutai.

With various emotions, everyone followed Director Yuan to continue the tour.

Lin Sanqi thought about what he had just said, so he asked:
"Director Yuan, how do you calculate the price of Maotai for export?"

"President Lin, we export Moutai mainly for goods. If we really want to exchange for foreign exchange, how much foreign exchange can 40 tons of Moutai exchange for? Now the domestic version costs only more than 3000 yuan per ton.

Even if the export price is a little higher, it is only two thousand US dollars per ton. Forty tons of Moutai only cost 8 US dollars, which can only be said to be better than nothing. Therefore, we mainly exchange materials with foreign businessmen in Hong Kong.

For example, one ton of Moutai can be exchanged for 40 tons of steel or 30 tons of gasoline, which are in short supply in China. It's a pity that foreigners don't seem to like drinking liquor, otherwise it would be better if we could trade more. "

Huh?
Lin Sanqi's eyes lit up. A ton of Moutai costs more than 3000 yuan, and even if calculated based on the official exchange rate of 1:2.5, it is only more than 1200 US dollars. I will raise the price to 2000 US dollars.

Even if Lin Sanqi buys all the 900 tons of Moutai, it would only cost him 180 million US dollars. The problem is that he has a full 600 million US dollars in his hand, which he cannot spend.

What's more, if the other party wants steel or gasoline, Lin Sanqi can also provide it. It's such a simple thing.

After traveling through time all day, Lin Sanqi sometimes didn't have time to adjust to the time difference, and his head was always groggy. As expected, he would forget about some things.

Leader Zhou was a shrewd man. When he saw Lin Sanqi suddenly perked up after hearing that a ton of wine only cost a little over a thousand dollars, he immediately knew that something was wrong.

Minister Li said that this guy has 600 million US dollars and so much smuggled penicillin, so we can't let this fat fish get away.

So Leader Zhou turned himself into a salesman and started helping Maotai Distillery to deceive Lin the enemy.

"Dean Xiaolin, that's not how the bill works. Just like I said before, new wine has its own price, and aged wine has its own price. So, Director Yuan, take everyone to visit the wine cellar." Director Yuan was a little unsure, so he asked in a low voice:
"Leader, which wine cellar should we take them to?"

Leader Zhou also bit his ear and whispered:

"President Xiao Lin's situation is special. He now has 600 million US dollars in his hands. We will try to keep all his money. 600 million US dollars can make Guizhou the province with the largest foreign exchange earnings in the country, and it can relieve us a lot of pressure.

Don't take out the wine from the ordinary wine cellar. Dean Kobayashi is easy to deceive. There are many hidden talents among the more than 200 people following him. They can tell whether they are good or bad. So you should open the secret old wine cellar.

Old Yuan, now is not the time to feel bad about the wine. We can continue to make wine if it is gone, but it will delay the country's foreign exchange policy and let the 600 million US dollars go. If our superiors find out, we will be criticized. "

When Director Yuan heard this, he nodded repeatedly.

If given a choice between one's official hat and the old wine in stock, only a fool would choose the old wine, keeping the wine but not the person for the sake of so-called loyalty.

He will be the factory director for a few years and then leave. Even if there are worries, they will be the business of the latecomers.

Everyone is selfish, and that’s why state-owned enterprises are difficult to run.

"Minister Li, President Xiaolin, and all the leaders, it's rare to have so many distinguished guests here today, so just now, under the instructions of the leaders, I was going to open the old wine cellar of our Moutai Distillery. The Moutai inside is more than 10 years old, very valuable, and is usually not open to the public."

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The old lady was happy: "Okay, let's try what's so special about the cellared Moutai."

When the others heard this, they also became interested, so they walked to the foot of a mountain under the leadership of Director Yuan.

When I got closer, I found that there were a lot of people in green military uniforms standing guard at the door. After Director Yuan gave some instructions, these people in green military uniforms moved aside.

Lin Sanqi thought to himself, this wine cellar requires regular soldiers to stand guard and maintain it, so there must be treasures in it. It seems that I have come to the right place this time.

The staff opened the door of the wine cellar and turned on the lights, and large wine jars appeared in front of everyone.

The wine jar was so big that it was difficult for two grown men to hold it together.

Looking around, the interior of this huge wine cellar dug out of the mountain is filled with pottery jars that stretch as far as the eye can see.

In addition to the huge wine vats, there are also bottles of Moutai liquor that have been filled and stacked there. The styles include earthenware bottles, white porcelain bottles, ceramic bottles, milky glass bottles, etc.

Although all Moutai liquors are sealed, the aroma of the sauce cannot be concealed. Every leader who enters the cave is sniffing hard.

It seems that all the gluttony in my stomach has been aroused.

Lin Sanqi was of course extremely satisfied. As a smuggler, his favorite thing was to clear out other people's warehouses and take away all the inventory, just like he had cleared out the warehouse of Tonghua Ginseng General Company a few months ago.

Director Yuan then introduced with a smile:
"This wine cellar you see is the true soul of our Moutai Distillery. The oldest Moutai here is 60 years old, and the youngest is 10 years old.

Among them are "Huamao", "Wangmao" and "Laimao". These are the stocks of the three major kiln factories before liberation, and they are all here.

In addition, all stocks of the post-liberation “Workers and Peasants”, “Golden Wheel”, “Five Stars” and “Feitian” brands are also here.”

“All years?”

When Lin Sanqi heard this, his eyes lit up and he asked excitedly:

"Director Yuan, do you have the Lai Mao liquor produced in 1935? Let me see it."

Director Yuan waved his hand, and a staff member came forward and took out a bottle of wine from one of the caves.

The wine bottle is cylindrical and wrapped in a thick layer of paper. The upper part is the red Latin pinyin LayMao, in the middle is a flying bird with its wings spread, and the words "Lai Mao" are written below.

Lin Sanqi took the bottle of Moutai and smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth:
"Yes, yes, it's this Lai Mao. The packaging is exactly the same, hahaha."

Before coming to Maotai Distillery, Lin Sanqi had checked the information back to 2014. The most expensive Maotai liquor sold at auction was the 1935 Lai Mao liquor he had in his hand.

A bottle of wine was auctioned off by a great man named Hu Jian for 1070 million yuan, becoming the "highest bidder" in the history of liquor.

It is said that there were only 1935 bottles of Lai Mao liquor left in the world in 6, so all kinds of publicity were spread to say how precious and valuable it was.

Of course, Lin Sanqi does not believe in this "hype myth". The ginseng and cordyceps he sells are originally the product of capital speculation, including tangerine peel and fish maw.

This time he also wants to take advantage of the capital and make a fortune from Moutai.

Didn't you sell a bottle of 1070 Lai Mao liquor for 1935 yuan in 1500? Two years later, you even made a bold statement that its value had appreciated to million yuan a bottle.

When the time comes, he will take out a bottle of Lin Sanqi and offer a half-price discount, 750 million per bottle. Is there anyone who wants it?
Thinking of this, Lin Sanqi came back to his senses and asked:

"Director Yuan, how much stock do you have of this 1935 Lai Mao liquor?"

The warehouse keeper next to him answered: "Boss, we don't have much stock now, only 300 bottles."

Director Yuan quickly explained: "President Lin, these are all stocks from private wineries before the liberation. 300 bottles are indeed not much, but there are still many other years and other brands of Moutai."

300 bottles is not enough? That's enough. That's enough.

Lin Sanqi was ecstatic. Even if you charge 750 million per bottle, 300 bottles would theoretically add up to more than 20 billion yuan. Isn't that a fortune?

Lin Sanqi remembered the 1953 Wheel-brand Moutai that he had given to several deans of Huadu Medical University. It was worth 150 million per bottle.

"Director Yuan, let me ask you one more question. How much stock do we have left of the Wheel-brand Moutai produced in 1953 after the liberation?"

The warehouse keeper was very smart. He quickly ran to one of the caves and came out with two bottles of wine in his hands.

"Leader, take a look, is this the 1953 Jinlun brand Moutai you wanted?"

Lin Sanqi took it, opened the wrapping paper, and revealed the earthenware bottle inside. This type of bottle is famous for its black and yellow glaze appearance. The bottle is also printed with the "wheel brand" logo consisting of wheat ears, gears and red stars.

Except for the newer bottle, everything else is exactly the same as the Moutai he had given to several deans before.

Lin Sanqi was so ecstatic, thinking that the development history of Moutai liquor was exactly the same in the two eras. Fortunately, fortunately.

"Excuse me, comrade, how many bottles of 53 Jinlun brand Moutai do you have in stock now?"

The warehouse manager thought for a moment and said uncertainly:
"This was produced eight years ago, so we still have quite a bit of stock. If you count, there are at least ten thousand bottles. Half of them are in the cave over there."

At this time, Leader Zhou standing next to him had already realized that President Kobayashi understood Moutai.

Although he didn't understand why the young dean specified these two types of Moutai, 1935 and 1953, he knew there must be a special meaning behind them. From the other party's smile, it could be seen that he must like them very much.

If you like it, that’s fine. If you like it, you can sell it and exchange it for precious foreign currency, penicillin.

In fact, Leader Zhou also had selfish motives. The Moutai liquor was not his personal property, and if it was stored here, it would benefit future leaders.

Under the premise that the central government has already agreed, it is better for Zhou Yushan to sell all the Moutai and exchange the US dollars and penicillin for it, which will be his political achievements rather than letting others get the benefit.

Even though most of the Moutai here is owned by the central government, the province still owns at least one-third of it, so 200 million US dollars is enough.

Thinking of this, Leader Zhou made up his mind: (End of this chapter)