Chapter 49 is suspected to be rockery
In the side hall of the ancestral hall, the atmosphere at the ginseng trading scene was not very good.
Why?
It’s not that the wild ginseng of Linmu Ginseng is not good, but that it is too good, too good. This puts Master Wu of Xiangjiang Miao Chun Tang in trouble.
This 27-gram wild ginseng is as standard as a textbook in terms of whiskers, reeds, skin, grain, and body, as well as spirit, stupidity, oldness, tenderness, horizontality, and smoothness.
However, such textbook-like wild ginseng is currently not available in the traditional Chinese medicine market.
Master Wu has been in the medicine business for decades. According to the information and knowledge he knows, there is no such high-quality wild ginseng in Xiangjiang.
Nowadays, there are definitely still wild ginsengs produced in the Northeast that are hundreds of years old.
But it is impossible for this top-quality wild ginseng to enter the market. It has been secretly bought by rich and powerful people. How about Lin Musen, a charlatan?
From this logic, the origin of this wild ginseng is questionable. It is difficult for Master Wu to believe that the wild ginseng in front of him is genuine?
But you want him to tell you where the lie is? He couldn't speak out, and his professional ethics didn't allow him to speak nonsense.
Southern businessmen attach great importance to reputation, so this is a dilemma.
Lin Heming saw Master Wu looking constipated and asked anxiously:
"How is it, Master Wu? Isn't my nephew's wild ginseng good in quality?"
Master Wu wiped his sweat and said awkwardly: "Uh, not bad, not bad, this and this, I'm a little unsure..."
"What?!"
Lin Heming and Lin Musen both stood up, one looking surprised and the other angry.
Each industry has its own rules, which is the same as the lingo of the antique market. Once the appraiser says that he is not sure, it often implies that the goods are fake, otherwise he should say "open the door",
Was Lin Heming surprised that his nephew dared to deceive him? So brave? The Lin family is famous for their unity. In all these years, there has never been such a scumbag who defrauded his family.
Lin Musen was angry. This ginseng was bought by his son from the Capital Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital in 1959. It was personally guaranteed by the dean and pharmacy director. How could the ginseng he picked be fake?
Seeing Lin Heming and Lin Musen's expressions change, Master Wu became even more embarrassed.
Lin Heming asked with a gloomy face: "Asen, what's going on with this ginseng?"
Lin Musen also looked at the Xiangjiang people with a gloomy face:
"Master Wu, you said you were not sure, so let me ask you, what is wrong with this wild ginseng that makes you not sure?"
Master Wu thought to himself, it’s not that there’s anything wrong with the ginseng that he can’t tell for sure, it’s that he can’t tell if there’s nothing wrong with it.
"The main reason for this is that Wu is not good at medicine, and the century-old wild ginseng is really rare. I also have too little experience so I can't be sure. I'm sorry."
Although Master Wu said it politely, it still could not change the possibility that he believed that the 27 grams of ginseng was fake.
Lin Heming was angry, but he didn't want to show off his face and was ready to leave.
But Lin Musen quit.
Today Lin Heming walked out of this door and said this to his grandfather in the village. Tomorrow, the whole Shilou Village and even the entire Huadu will spread the scandal of Lin Musen selling fake medicine and cheating his own people.
Dongguang people value integrity and value reputation more than anything else.
If a person's reputation becomes notorious, then the whole flower will have no foothold.
Even more serious, Lin Musen's family will be removed from the family tree for deceiving the clan members and the huge amount of money will be removed. After death, they will not be able to enter the ancestral graves and become lonely ghosts.
This is undoubtedly something the Lin Musen family cannot afford.
What's more, Lin Musen knew in his heart that there was definitely nothing wrong with the ginseng his son brought back, so he had to ask for an explanation. "Uncle Wu, please take a step slowly. Master Wu, you said you can't spot this ginseng, so if I bring out another better wild ginseng, can you spot it?"
Master Wu was a little surprised: "You still have it?"
Lin Musen said expressionlessly: "Yes, it's better than this one!"
Lin Heming also stopped at this time. Seeing that his nephew was so determined, he decided to give him a chance to explain and not to accuse him unjustly.
"Asen, since you have better ginseng, take that one out and show it to Master Wu."
Lin Musen nodded, walked out of the ancestral hall, and then waved to his frowning son:
"Qizai, go home quickly and bring the other ginseng from home. My uncle in Xiangjiang wants to see it!"
Lin Sanqi rushed over. This was a business involving millions of dollars. Whether the Lin family could turn around depended on this ginseng. Of course, she was excited:
"How's it going, Dad? Is Uncle Wu very satisfied with ginseng and willing to buy it at a high price?"
Lin Musen snorted:
"Your fifth uncle brought an old master from Xiangjiang, but the old master said that this century-old ginseng was not accurate, which meant it was false."
"Damn!" Lin Sanqi was angry.
"So you bring over another 48-gram wild ginseng at home, and we'll show it to the people in Xiangjiang. They'll treat it as a treasure, and we'll treat it as a piece of shit. That's bullshit fake ginseng."
Lin Musen was obviously really angry, and his reputation was almost destroyed.
Lin Sanqi nodded: "Okay, Dad, just wait for me, I'll be right back."
Seeing Lin Sanqi running away, Lin Musen walked towards the furious village chief and whispered a few words in Uncle Lin's ear.
After hearing this, Uncle Lin asked: "Asen, are you sure that ginseng is real? Have you not been deceived?"
"I'm sure it's true. Please be my witness."
"Okay, this is related to the reputation of you and our Shilou Village. I will be the witness. Let's go to the ancestral hall and wait for Qizai to come back. You guys rush to the street and kneel down carefully. You can't stand up until you kneel for 2 hours. .Hmph!”
Lin Sanqi ran very fast in flip-flops, ran into the house, and took out 48 grams of special century-old ginseng from the deepest part of the cabinet.
Just as he was about to run to the ancestral hall, Lin Sanqi suddenly thought that the reason why people in Xiangjiang looked down upon others was because the Lin family was an ordinary family with no background.
If today's ginseng trade were at Ruijun Tang, Shu Yi Tang, Guang Ming Tang, Lv Shoutang, Yuan Fen Tang and other well-known traditional Chinese medicine clinics, would these Xiangjiang people still question it?
"Since the outside world has doubts, I will shock you to the end!"
Thinking of this, Lin Sanqi put on a set of clothes from 1959 and traveled directly to 1959.
Back in 1959, it was exactly 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and Lin Sanqi ran to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital in a hurry.
Fu Muxiang had just gone to work and saw her brother-in-law running over again. She was surprised: "Qizai, why are you back again?"
"Sister-in-law, how many ginseng sticks do we have in our pharmacy now?"
"Hey, that's a lot. There are several sacks in ordinary years. Do you want so many ginseng for food?"
"I don't want the short ones. Give me a few ginseng sticks each of 20 years, 30 years, 50 years, 80 years and so on..."
(End of chapter)