Chapter 51 Don’t let your money drift away
Lin Heming was also relieved, knowing that he had misunderstood his nephew before. If the price were to be arbitrarily increased and he was careful to anger others, the gain would outweigh the loss.
There is no need to worry about selling century-old ginseng, but it does not necessarily have to be sold to him, a Xiangjiang native.
Thinking of this, Lin Minghe nodded happily and said:
"Okay, then let's pay 3 million. Asen, Uncle Wu would like to thank you this time. This wild ginseng will be of great help to my business."
Lin Heming wanted to give away the century-old wild ginseng.
His company happened to be competing for a big business, and if it was done well, it could make tens of millions of profits. The key was to be able to connect with Party A's wealthy family.
When he learned that the old lady from Party A was celebrating her 100th birthday, he wanted to buy a hundred-year-old wild ginseng to flatter her.
The other party is one of the four major families in Xiangjiang, so naturally he cannot use fake ginseng, otherwise it will not be a gift, but an offense.
However, there is no century-old wild ginseng for sale in the market in Xiangjiang, and wealthy families keep it for their own health.
So when Lin Heming heard that someone in his hometown village in the mainland was selling wild ginseng, he invited Master Wu to take care of it. Although there were some minor twists and turns, everyone was happy with the result.
Under the witness of Grandpa Lin, Lin Musen and Lin Heming signed the transfer agreement.
Then 3 million was immediately deposited into Lin Musen's account, and Lin Heming also got the ginseng.
Lin Musen appeared calm and calm on the surface, but in fact he was so excited inside. What he was shouting in his heart was: developed, developed!
3 million is definitely a huge sum of money for the Lin family. It is a huge amount of money that they could not even dream of before, although they still cannot buy a house in the center of Huadu.
After the transaction was completed, both parties drank tea for a while. Lin Heming looked at a personal ginseng wood box on the table and was so greedy that his mouth watered.
Chinese people are superstitious about ginseng, and this concept is deeply rooted.
"Ahem, Asen, I see you still have a lot of ginseng here. I wonder if you can buy me another one. I don't have high requirements, just a 50-year-old one."
Before Lin Musen could speak, Master Wu next to him couldn’t wait to say:
"Yes, Doctor Lin, I also want to represent our Miaochundang to purchase your 80-year-old ginseng. I can take it back and use it as a treasure for the museum, haha."
There are many traditional Chinese medicine clinics in Xiangjiang, and the competition is very fierce.
Whether a traditional Chinese medicine clinic is famous and powerful depends not only on the level of the doctors but also on which medical materials are stored in more, better and more authentic ways.
After all, if the medical skills are good but the medicine is not good, it is all in vain.
Medicine and medicine complement each other.
Many traditional Chinese medicine clinics will display their own collection of medicinal materials in a bright cabinet, which is actually a way to show off their muscles.
Take the Xiangjiang Ruijun Tang Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic. When you enter the door, you can see a 120-year-old wild ginseng plant in the center, and various precious medicinal materials next to it. It is the only one in Xiangjiang.
This established the reputation of Ruijun Tang as the first traditional Chinese medicine clinic in Xiangjiang.
Whether they are the four major families or the top ten wealthy families, and even many foreigners are Ruijuntang's customers, it is not an exaggeration to describe them as making a fortune every day.
Laymen only know that Western medicine makes money. In fact, compared with real Chinese medicine, they are just younger brothers.
So after Master Wu couldn't buy the 150-year-old ginseng in Lin Musen's hands, he decided to buy the remaining 80-year-old wild ginseng.
In the 1980s, it was also a rare treasure, enough to become the treasure of a small and medium-sized medical clinic. Except for the 150-year-old ginseng, Lin Musen didn't care about the other ginseng. Anyway, his son packed and wholesaled it for just a few kilograms of tea.
But southerners are naturally suited to doing business, and they will never wave their hands as boldly as northerners: We are all brothers, take it away, no matter what the money is.
So Lin Musen pretended to be embarrassed:
"This, this, I originally wanted to treasure these ginsengs. After all, Master Wu is an insider and knows that wild ginseng is so rare now. Not to mention the 100-year-old ones, you can hardly see the 50-year-old ones. If you miss it, you will still want to get it. It’s difficult...”
Lin Musen is from the south, but Lin Heming and Master Wu are not? Naturally, people know your tricks.
What Lin Musen meant was that ginseng was rare and could be sold, but you would have to pay more. Don't take advantage of it in the name of relatives.
Grandpa Lin also understood the meaning, but since he was a witness, he would not interrupt.
Besides, even if you want to help him, it must be to help Lin Musen, after all, he is in the fifth server.
A relative of Xiangjiang's family with assets worth hundreds of millions is also a younger brother in his eyes. He controls much more village-level assets than Lin Heming, so he is naturally confident.
Master Wu smiled and nodded, and followed the words and said:
"Doctor Lin is right. Such authentic wild ginseng is sold for less than one piece, so I asked Dr. Lin to part with it. In this way, I offer 1.5 million for this 80-year-old wild ginseng, and Lin Sheng wants a 50-year-old ginseng." Yes, the price is 500,000, what does Dr. Lin think?”
Rare ones are especially expensive. If the year is different by ten or twenty years, the price will be doubled or tripled.
Lin Musen is also engaged in medicine, so he naturally knew that the price was enough, so he did not add any more money.
"Okay, then the 50-year-old will belong to Uncle Wu, and the 80-year-old will belong to Miaochundang."
Lin Heming laughed loudly after hearing this. He stopped signing any contract and asked his secretary to transfer the money immediately.
Master Wu made a call, and soon Lin Musen received a transfer text message on his mobile phone, and he got 2 million.
Adding up to 5 million, this is a huge number that Lin Musen has never dared to think of in his life. Although he did not drink Dragon Boat Wine today, he was already a little drunk.
Seeing the expression on his nephew's face, Grandpa Lin didn't know that Lin Musen was about to drift off, so he quietly picked up the bamboo whip and cracked it.
Lin Musen was in pain, "Oh, grandpa, why did you hit me?"
Grandpa Lin snorted:
"Be clear-headed. Making money is not easy. Don't be arrogant when you have money. Qizai hasn't worked yet, and his wedding house is still flying in the sky, right? My daughter is still studying, and your Chinese medicine clinic's business is half-dead. There will be more places to spend money in the future. This point The money is just idle? There is no future!”
Lin Musen woke up immediately after hearing this, with a rare blush on his face:
"Grandpa taught you the right lesson!"
After saying that, Lin Musen quickly placed a 30-year-old ginseng on the table: "Uncle, this is my tribute to you. I'll leave first~~~"
Grandpa Lin took the ginseng and threw it away casually, but he still had a smile on his face.
The old man is not short of money, but what he wants is the respect of the villagers.
Lin Sanqi and Lin Bingqiao had been waiting outside the ancestral hall. When they saw their father coming out, they hurriedly greeted him.
Lin Sanqi asked excitedly: "Dad, how are you?"
Lin Musen gave his son a very Versailles look of contempt:
"The ginseng is sold, and you are so excited for just such a small amount of money? Huh, look at your potential, let's go home and talk about it!"
(End of chapter)