Dean Shen was a little shocked when he heard Lin Sanqi's big words. Who in the country dares to say that he can get large quantities of grain these days? Even the big bosses in the central government would not dare to boast about this Haikou, unless they risk their lives to get food from the local area.
But the miraculous thing Lin Sanqi had done before made Dean Shen have to believe it, so he couldn't wait to ask:
"You kid, tell me, tell me quickly, is there any way to get food to feed these hundreds of people?"
Lin Sanqi sat close to him at this time and whispered:
"You are going to trade ginseng worth 200,000 yuan with me for food, but have you thought about it? You are raising 600 people out of thin air. One is whether you can afford it, and the other is whether others have any opinions?"< br>
Dean Shen was full of doubts and asked: "What have you heard of?"
"It's not that I've heard of anything. Think about it, Uncle Shen. So many employees in the general hospital work hard early in the morning and in the dark. The rations they receive at the end of a month may not be enough to eat.
As a result, the more than 100 employees of the branch hospital and hundreds of family members were originally going back to their hometowns, but now they can receive free food and eat free meals every day. Do you think the employees of the main hospital will be convinced? Will someone complain to superiors? ”
This is something that is certain and certain. The ownership spirit of employees is quite strong these days, so I won’t let you get used to it.
The work unit is my family. Now the dean uses everyone’s money to buy food and then distributes it to others for free. Isn’t this taking away everyone’s heart and soul?
Can this be settled? Sue him.
If on this day, the superior leaders investigate and say, good guy, you said you can run the farm to support yourself, but it turns out that you spend money to support them, will you, Shen Guoming, go to heaven?
Where did the food come from?
Now, not only was Dean Shen finished, but Lin Sanqi also had to run away overnight.
Dean Shen is a smart man. It's not that he fails to consider some things, but that he doesn't consider them well. To put it bluntly, he is taking risks.
Now that Lin Sanqi said this, Dean Shen also felt that things might not be as simple as he thought. Food matures in autumn, and the food supply in the past six months was indeed a waste to support these 600 people.
Cash is given every month, but if you have money, you must also have a way to buy food. Looking at the situation in the Ming Tombs countryside, it is obviously impossible to do black market transactions with farmers.
In this way, according to the current black market food prices, 200,000 ginseng is far from enough.
"Okay, okay, I understand everything you said, just tell me what you can do."
Lin Sanqi’s talent is now revealed:
"My method is also a bit risky, that is, we ask those 12 old men for some secret recipes, and then our Changping branch will make medicines based on these secret recipes. It just so happens that our traditional Chinese medicine hospital can purchase large quantities of medicinal materials and there is no shortage of raw materials.
I am responsible for selling the pills that I make. After I sell the pills, I will exchange them for food and distribute them to the employees. In this way, there is no need for blood transfusions in the main hospital, and the branch hospital can completely support itself. ”
Lin Sanqi's inspiration came from Mr. Shi's "Hemostasis Pill" last night.
Taking that pill can stop bleeding in a few minutes. Although it is only valid for one hour, if it can be used for first aid, one hour is completely life-saving time.
The hemostatic pills are so awesome, so how many secret recipes do these 12 old men have?
If the old men can contribute a few special prescriptions, such as Jiuxin Pills, Pain Relief Pills, Antipyretic Pills, etc., Lin Sanqi will get it in 2023, package it, register a brand, and then take it out. If you sell it, you can definitely make a lot of money.
Lin Sanqi has this confidence because it has long been spread in the society that "Lingnan Hall" can supply special Chinese medicine.
"Angong Niuhuang Pills" and "Pien Tze Huang" have become another business card of Lingnan Hall, and demand exceeds supply.
As the general manager, Lin Tianhua only hates that there are too few pills and can only act as a facade.
As long as there were enough pills, he would have sold them all over the country, becoming another profit growth point for the company. As for whether there would be lawsuits if the quantity was too large, it would be a matter of creating his own brand.
If Lin Sanqi could have obtained the secret recipe from the old national treasure in 1960, it would have depended on the fact that the medicinal materials are all real now, and the Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine is composed of elite Chinese medicine practitioners with first-class pharmaceutical quality.
Then it is completely possible to make a magic medicine and sell it in 2023.
As for food, how much is it worth? Not to mention supplying 600 people, even if it was supplying 60,000 people, Lin Sanqi would not blink an eye.
When Dean Shen heard Lin Sanqi's proposal, his eyes started to move rapidly:
"Xiao Qi, I probably understand it, but I don't quite understand it. Give me an example. How do you plan to operate the whole process? Can I evaluate it again?"
"Uncle Shen, let me give you an analogy. For example, Tongrentang has a pill called Angong Niuhuang Pill. Have you heard of this?"
"Well, I've heard that it can be used to clear away heat, detoxify, calm convulsions and rejuvenate the mind. It has good curative effects."
The evaluation given by Dean Shen is that the efficacy is good. Unlike decades later, the current Angong Niuhuang Pill can only be regarded as famous, but it is definitely not a miracle drug.
After all, the last generation of traditional Chinese medicine masters are still alive, and Tongrentang Lejia can only be counted among them.
This is also the reason why Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine has not officially purchased Angong Niuhuang Pills, because the doctor at Kuanjie Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine also has his own secret recipe and does not use Angong Niuhuang Pills, so he is so confident.
Lin Sanqi continued to lie:
"I need a secret medicine similar to Angong Niuhuang Pill, which has the same efficacy and effect. If the efficacy can be better than Angong Niuhuang Pill, that would be great. With this kind of pill, I can find a way to sell it .
After I sell it, I will buy grain with the profit and return it to our traditional Chinese medicine hospital. Uncle Shen, think about it, through this method, we don't ask for a penny from superiors to allocate money, and we don't occupy the general hospital's finances. Isn't it possible to kill two birds with one stone? ”
Dean Shen glanced at Lin Sanqi and asked uncertainly: "Can you guarantee that as long as we develop a pill similar to Angong Bezoar, you will be able to sell it?"
Lin Sanqi patted her chest: "I'm very sure!"
Suspicion flashed in Dean Shen's eyes: "It's very risky for you to do this. What are the benefits to you personally?"
Dean Shen doesn't believe that there is any saint who is dedicated to public service and risking his own secret shipping methods just to support the employees of the unit who have nothing to do with him?
Lin Sanqi was a little embarrassed: "Of course I have to earn a little bit of the price difference for this and this, otherwise where would I get the pig head meat to eat."
Dean Shen looked at Lin Sanqi and felt that Lin Sanqi was a little hairy, and then he laughed:
"Okay, I bet you are an honest guy. If you can really help find a way to ship the goods and buy back the food, it's understandable that you can make a little profit."
Dean Shen is from Suzhou, a place where commerce has been the most prosperous since ancient times, so he does not reject commerce and thinks there is nothing wrong with making money, so he can calmly accept Lin Sanqi's "middle price difference".
But Dean Shen is still a little worried:
"Well, Xiaoqi, I'll talk to a few old men tomorrow to see if they have any secret recipes that they can contribute."
Lin Sanqi quickly added: "It's okay if you don't contribute. Just tell us the production process. They can keep the core secret recipe."
As a modern person, what Lin Sanqi fears most is that the state will expropriate property without compensation. Public property and private property should be strictly separated, and both should be protected by law.
"Okay, okay, it's up to them to keep it or not. Let's try to produce a batch of pills first, and then you can sell them to see if they can be mass-produced. We will decide based on sales volume. Do you think this is good?
If we have prepared the medicinal materials and are going to do a lot of work, but you can't sell them, then this will be a disaster for the finances of our traditional Chinese medicine hospital. It's okay to lose money to individuals, but we can't lose money to the collective. ”
Lin Sanqi thought the same thing. Doing business is risky. It doesn't just have to be good medicine. If you want to sell well, all factors are related. It pays attention to the right time, location and people.
"Okay, I'll do as you say, let's test the water first."
Dean Shen put aside his worries, picked up the chopsticks again and started eating the pork head, taking a sip of rice wine from time to time.
"By the way, Xiaoqi, you have a lot of clever ideas. You said that people are in panic now. What can we do to calm the minds of employees?"
Lin Sanqi thought to herself, what could be more reassuring than giving food to employees? Isn’t it that the current conditions are not sufficient? Since material civilization cannot satisfy it, then spiritual civilization can satisfy it.
"Uncle Shen, why don't we invite some opera troupes, song and dance troupes, and movie theaters to come to our farm to perform a few performances? Firstly, it will be very popular. Secondly, it can also satisfy the employees' spare time life. Isn't this the best peace of mind?"
Dean Shen was delighted when he heard this:
"Okay, this is a good idea. We used to have art troupes come to show condolences during wars. The soldiers would scream after the performance and charge with guns in hand."
When this was mentioned, Lin Sanqi also became interested:
"Let's invite the National Peking Opera Company and the four famous actors. Maybe our farm can generate a wave of traffic and be published in XX Daily."
Dean Shen rolled his eyes at Lin Sanqi:
"You are unlearned and incompetent. Cheng Yanqiu, one of the four famous actors, passed away in 1958. Mei Lanfang is seriously ill now. I have seen him, but he is in such a state that he cannot perform." (Mei Lanfang) He died in 1961)
"There are also Shang Xiaoyun and Xun Huisheng. Both of them are 60 years old this year. They can no longer keep up their energy when singing. It's okay to sing an excerpt, but it is impossible to sing the whole show. What's more, Shang Xiao Yun went to Shaanxi and was not in the capital.”
"Oh, Mr. Cheng Yanqiu is gone? What a pity."
There was a Peking Opera club in Lin Sanqi's previous university, and they often performed Cheng Pai's famous play "Suo Lin Nang". This is a comedy. If it can be performed at Changping Farm, it will definitely make the employees happy.
Thinking of Cheng Yanqiu, Lin Sanqi thought of a memory of his goddaughter Li Shiji. She said that Mr. Cheng Yanqiu would eat an elbow and ten eggs in one meal, which was an astonishing amount.
Lin Sanqi thought to herself that this was all thanks to Mr. Cheng's early death. If he were still alive, he might have been criticized in some way.
Dean Shen saw the regretful look on Lin Sanqi's face, and then he smiled and said:
"The Capital Peking Opera Theater, like our Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, has gathered the best famous actors in the country. Although the four famous actors are good, there are still many actors who are as famous as the four famous actors and have great singing skills. .
For example, Zhang Junqiu and Zhao Yanxia are also top-notch female actors; for big-faced people, listen to Qiu Shengrong, for old students, listen to Ma Lianliang, and for Xu Sheng, there are Tan Fuying and Tan Si. Their singing skills are deeply passed down in their families, but I don’t know if he can sing well when he is called Xiao Fan. Hahaha. ”
Lin Sanqi blinked her innocent big eyes and asked, "What's the point of calling me Xiaofan? You are smiling so happily."
"My name is Xiao Fan. Tan Fuying once went to Tianjin Wei to perform. There is a line in "Silang Visits His Mother". When I saw the princess stealing the order arrow, I couldn't help but feel happy. I stood at the palace gate and called Xiao Fan~~~
The last one is called Xiao Fan, and it takes a lot of effort, and ordinary actors can't sing it at all. Good guy, I didn't expect that the famous actress Tan Fuying also lost her tune and couldn't sing. For a Tan family member, this was a huge loss of status.
Tan Fuying was not convinced, saying that she could sing well in Peiping, but there was no reason why she couldn't sing well in Tianjin Wei, so she put out the water card again and re-performed "Shiro Visits His Mother" the next day, planning to continue to be called Xiaofan. At that time, there was only one theater ticket Three dollars and thirty cents.
All Tianjin Wei opera fans came that day. As a result, Tan Fuying got nervous and changed the tune, calling Xiao Fan once again unable to sing, so there was a joke called "Xiao Fan" for three yuan and three. It is said that Tan Fuying never sang again. I went to Tianjin to sing opera and I was scared. ”
Lin Sanqi was happy to hear this. He could imagine the scene of Tan Si's death in Tianjin Society, so he asked:
"Uncle Shen, if there is anything else interesting, please tell me."
"Interesting things, okay, let me tell you about Du Jinfang's life experience. Doesn't Du Jinfang know? Do Mei Lanfang and Meng Xiaodong know? In fact, Du Jinfang is..."
The two of them drank rice wine and chatted about gossip. The more they chatted, the happier they became. They kept chatting until half the night before falling asleep. (End of chapter)