Chapter 130 Travelers should not be timid
It is obviously impossible to transport so many live cattle, sheep, and pigs back to the capital.
If transportation was so simple, there should not be an overrun of cattle and sheep on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and even eating meat is a luxury for people across the country. In 1959, transportation was a big problem that was difficult to solve.
The county staff left, leaving Lin Sanqi scratching her head.
Because living animals cannot be transported to 2023 through the golden finger through the gate.
And the big truck he drives is just a cover. Can he drive beef from Yushu to the capital? That can only be described as crazy.
That old, dilapidated truck probably fell apart before it even left Qinghai.
Therefore, it is the best choice to slaughter these cattle, sheep, and pigs and store them in the system space to keep them fresh. After all, the passage space between the two doors is as big as two football fields and is enough to hold everything.
In this way, if you enter, you can eat it in 2023, and if you withdraw, you can give it as a favor in 1959, which is the best of both worlds.
Lin Sanqi found the old man Galun Wangdui, the head of Chikang Village, and made his request.
The head of Galon Wangdui Village now sees Lin Sanqi as a God of Wealth. He can satisfy any request of the God of Wealth. Isn't it just slaughtering cows and pigs? Isn't that a big deal?
"Doctor Lin, don't worry, I'll take care of this."
In less than half an hour, 20 strong young people arrived in Chikang Village. Each of them brought their own tools and clearly divided the labor to start the slaughtering work. Lin Sanqi once again became the hands-off shopkeeper.
He didn't know how to kill pigs, and besides, he wasn't afraid of villagers stealing the meat. People would have vomited the beef and mutton long ago.
The whole village was busy until midnight, but everyone had a smile on their face, and there was no sign of fatigue.
It wasn't because they valued ethnic unity, nor because they loved Lin Sanqi, a Han citizen. It was because Lin Sanqi gave too much. Each villager who participated in the slaughter was given a hot water bottle.
Lin Sanqi purchased the hot water bottle from a certain treasure. The shell is made of bamboo and has a retro style, which is perfect for the 1950s.
Lin Sanqi placed an order for 100 pieces online at once, and also lowered the price from 50 yuan to 45 yuan.
When the villagers in Chikang Village got the thermos bottles, their gratitude to Lin Sanqi reached its peak. This kind of "luxury" was not something ordinary herders could enjoy.
A thermos bottle that sells for 5 yuan in the capital costs 15 yuan on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau where transportation is inconvenient. Ordinary ethnic minorities cannot afford it.
Now that they have thermos bottles, these villagers can now drink hot milk while grazing in the wild without shivering from the cold.
As long as Lin Sanqi can bring benefits to the villagers, there is no problem even if he is chosen as the tribal leader.
The village chief of Kalon Wangdui received two hot water bottles. He was so moved that he picked 20 of the fattest Tibetan pigs from the village and slaughtered them together as a gift to Dr. Lin.
That night, in the dark, Lin Sanqi transported the cattle, sheep and pork slaughtered three times in a large truck to the outside of the village, claiming that someone from Xi Ning was coming to help.
In fact, it is driven into the passage space and stored.
All the cowhide and sheepskin Lin Sanqi were given to the villagers, but all the waste was cleaned up by the villagers and put into plastic buckets and taken away. Huadu people still love to eat the waste.
For example, pig offal porridge.
After putting the beef, mutton and pork in a corner, Lin Sanqi came to the place where the cordyceps were stored.
The cordyceps sent by ethnic minorities are all in a mess, either packed in bags or placed in wooden boxes, very haphazardly.
This results in many cordyceps being broken during transportation. Broken cordyceps cannot be sold at a good price.
From Lin Sanqi's point of view, what was cut off was not Cordyceps, but money.
However, due to the lack of manpower and the large quantity, Lin Sanqi had no time to pack it away, so she had to buy a lot of plastic boxes. Usually ten or twenty catties were stored in one box, and people would slowly pack them out later.
There are now more than ten plastic boxes like this, and the special and first-grade Cordyceps weigh at least 300 kilograms.
Even based on the average price of 500,000 yuan per pound, the value of so many cordyceps is already hundreds of millions, which is absolutely an astronomical figure for a small family like Lin Sanqi.
Even if the golden finger fails from tomorrow and there is no way to travel through time, Lin Sanqi will still have enough to live and feed.
Of course, in the eyes of capital tycoons, these amounts are considered rich if one or two billion is considered a wealthy person?
Lin Sanqi, who was happy and busy all night, took advantage of the light to get ready to sleep for a while, but as soon as he lay down, he heard the head of Kalon Wangdui Village calling him.
"Comrade Lin, are you awake?"
The head of Galun Wangdui Village took great care of Lin Sanqi. He fed him roasted whole lamb, stewed hen with cordyceps every day, and even mobilized the entire village to work for him. Therefore, Lin Sanqi still respected him very much and quickly got up and opened the door. go out.
"Chief Galun, what's wrong?"
Galon Wangdui was a little embarrassed and said coyly:
"Comrade Lin, I just want to ask, can you purchase some cordyceps that do not meet your requirements?"
Lin Sanqi's mind was full of questions: "What does not meet the requirements mean?" "It means that the size of the Cordyceps does not meet your requirements, it will be smaller." Galun Wangdu made a small movement with his index finger and thumb.
Lin Sanqi thought to herself, don't let the men from Bangzi country see your actions, they will be violent towards you.
By this time, Lin Sanqi already knew what the head of Galun Wangdui Village meant.
Because Lin Sanqi wants to take advantage of the fact that no one cares about Cordyceps sinensis and the quantity is huge, and try to purchase the best and highest grade Cordyceps sinensis, so as to maximize profits.
So he directly gave the sample and asked local staff to buy it according to this size, making it clear that Cordyceps was not wanted.
There were some villagers who made trouble before, trying to pass off the small ones as the big ones, and the inferior ones as the good ones, and forcibly sold the Cordyceps to Lin Sanqi, but they were repelled by Lin Sanqi and the villagers of Chikang Village.
Now that the head of Galun Wangdui Village has come forward in person, Lin Sanqi feels this is strange. With the idea of respecting the elderly, Lin Sanqi also thinks it can be considered.
"Chief Galun, if you have Cordyceps, I can also buy it, don't worry, haha."
"No, no, it's not me, but... this way, Comrade Lin, you come with me... Nima Cilun, you can follow and be the translator!"
Galon Wangdui led Lin Sanqi and Nyima Cilen out of the yard and came to the Zaqu River next to the village.
Because it was summer, the weather was not very cold at night. Lin Sanqi found many people sleeping on the river beach. At a glance, they looked like sheep lying on the ground.
The head of Kalon Wangdui Village introduced next to him:
"These are herdsmen who have come from far away. They are all poor people, but they are all my race."
Lin Sanqi doesn't have any Virgin mentality, thinking that since he is a member of your race and not mine, you don't want me to make a charity donation, do you?
Sorry, I went out and took a taxi to Xining to find Hong+hui.
At this time, people on the river beach also discovered Lin Sanqi. An old man trotted over. Before he arrived, the smell of mutton wafted over first.
I saw that the long sheepskin coat this old man was wearing had holes everywhere, and his bare thighs made people wonder if he was not wearing pants? Her feet were dark and swollen, and it was obvious that she never wore shoes.
When the old man opened his mouth, most of his front teeth were missing, but the wrinkles on his face looked so sincere in his smile. As he spoke, he also wanted to hand over a sheepskin bag.
Nyima Tselen translated from the side:
"This old man came from Jieduo. He walked for two days and two nights before he came to us to sell some cordyceps. We have checked before and most of his cordyceps cannot meet your requirements, but he doesn't. I’m willing to leave and want you to give him a chance.”
The old man smiled ingratiatingly and tried his best to hand over his sheepskin bag, hoping to let Lin Sanqi take a look.
The head of Kalon Wangdui Village was also advising beside him:
"Comrade Lin, this old man is very miserable. He and the old woman are the only two people at home. All three sons died in an avalanche while grazing outside. It is difficult for the two old people to eat."
Lin Sanqi took the bag with difficulty and found a bunch of cordyceps inside, which weighed about four or five kilograms when padded. However, the cordyceps appeared very messy, with large and small ones, and many of them were still stained with soil.
Collect or not?
This is actually not a problem for Lin Sanqi. Special-grade Cordyceps sells for a high price, but small Cordyceps can also be sold, and it is also a huge profit.
The reason why Lin Sanqi doesn't collect Cordyceps is because he is afraid that the Cordyceps market is so big. If he invests in several tons of Cordyceps, will the Huadu Cordyceps market collapse?
You must know that the reason why the price of Cordyceps is so high is because there is capital behind it, and the stock is released in small quantities and multiple times.
Things are valuable when they are rare, and they are worthless when there are more of them. This is the eternal principle of capital making money.
Lin Sanqi is just a little shrimp. He has no ability to fight against capital. He is afraid that there are too many Cordyceps and he will be easily targeted. Will the Lin family be smashed again?
Thinking of this, Lin Sanqi wanted to take his hand back. It was enough to buy Cordyceps by himself and only earn his own share.
But just when Lin Sanqi was hesitating, other ethnic minorities on the river beach saw the "boss" coming, and suddenly they all surrounded him. There were at least two to three hundred people in total.
These people surrounded Lin Sanqi and three others, shouting something, and the anxious look on their faces was clear at a glance. They were all carrying bags in their hands. They were all here to sell Cordyceps.
The village chief of Galun quickly yelled at people to retreat, but these people were not willing to listen.
Lin Sanqi now felt like he was in a dream, surrounded by a group of hungry refugees. Everyone surrounded him and stretched out their hands to get his help.
This kind of help is nothing to a modern person like Lin Sanqi. It is a small amount of supplies or a few dollars in cash.
But this help may be life-saving money for these herdsmen, allowing them to survive the most difficult period and allowing the whole family to survive.
To harvest Cordyceps or not to harvest? Should we save these ethnic minorities or not?
This is a multiple choice question.
But is this really a multiple-choice question?
Lin Sanqi picked up several bags that were handed to him and shouted, regardless of whether others understood or not:
"I've traveled through time, what the heck, take it, I'll take all your Cordyceps!"
(End of chapter)