sinovels Chapter 1997 Borrowing 2 Mortars from Yongxing
Chapter 1997 Borrowing 2 Mortars from Yongxing
Chapter 1997 Borrowing Two Mortars from Yongxing
"I want to go to Shanhe! I want to sue Zhao Jun!" Shen Qiushan, who couldn't even get out of bed, was now shouting that he wanted to sue Zhao Jun: "He doesn't care about the grade of his ginseng king, he just wants to sell it!"
Upon hearing Shen Qiushan's words, Wu Baoguo's expression immediately changed.
These days there are requirements; those who hunt wild ginseng have to take it to purchasing stations or state-run pharmacies to have it graded.
Wild ginseng of grade six or lower can be traded privately without any problem. However, ginseng of grade six or higher must be sold to purchasing stations or state-run pharmacies.
In reality, everyone knows that selling ginseng to the government is not profitable, so the ginseng gangs all find their own ways to sell it; otherwise, there wouldn't be this Ginseng King Conference.
In such cases, the government has no way to intervene.
Of course, things would be different if someone reported it.
"Qiu Shan, don't talk nonsense!" Wu Baoguo walked back to Shen Qiu Shan's bedside and said with a serious face, "If you do this, you won't be able to stay in this industry anymore?"
After saying this, Wu Baoguo paused slightly, then added, "Besides, I organize the Ginseng King Conference every year. If you gossip about others behind their backs, won't they gossip about me in return?"
Wu Baoguo's words were quite insightful. But as soon as he finished speaking, Shen Qiushan gritted his teeth and stared blankly, clearly not having taken his words to heart.
At this moment, Wu Baoguo felt utterly exhausted. That morning, Shen Qiushan had put on a farce on his turf, and after it was over, Shen Qiushan collapsed, leaving behind a mess that Wu Baoguo couldn't clean up.
In the afternoon, Shen Qiushan vomited blood, and Wu Baoguo came to the hospital again and stayed with him until this time. Finally, Shen Qiushan woke up, but then started to make a fuss again.
"Qiu Shan, your fifth uncle is tired." Wu Baoguo said to Shen Qiu Shan with a weary look, "I'm begging you, can we stop making trouble?"
"Fifth Uncle, this is none of your business." Shen Qiushan's words chilled Wu Baoguo to the bone.
"Sigh!" Wu Baoguo sighed and looked at Shen Qiushan with disappointment in his eyes, saying, "Alright, Qiushan, you won't listen to anything I say."
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"No, why won't you listen to anything I say?"
In the guesthouse next to the train station in Shanhe County.
Wang Sanxi and Niu Xiaoyanzi's son, Niu Xiaoshan, lived in a double room.
Neither of them was asleep at this time. Wang Sanxi sat cross-legged on the bed near the door and earnestly advised Niu Xiaoshan, "Xiaoshanzi, I've known your father for many years, not to mention your grandfather. You can trust me, I'm sure you won't go wrong."
“Master Sanxi,” Niu Xiaoshan, sitting opposite Wang Sanxi, frowned and said, “I’ll listen to you. I’ve lied to everyone today.”
"What's wrong with lying?" Wang Sanxi said dismissively, but Niu Xiaoshan said, "The problem is that this isn't something that can be solved by lying. They want us to get a certificate from the Yong'an Forestry District. How are we supposed to get that?"
"Tsk! You kid!" Wang Sanxi said with a hint of reproach, "Didn't I tell you? You don't need to worry about this. When I get back, I'll have someone write a document, and then I'll find Old Ma from the back street and have him carve a stamp out of a potato for me, isn't that enough?"
"It's none of my business!" Niu Xiaoshan said anxiously, "What you're doing is a matter of life and death. My father has always told me that I can't do anything illegal."
"Give me back my dad... what dad what?" Wang Sanxi shouted. "Your dad is lying on the kang (heated brick bed), waiting for money to treat his illness. Aren't you going to take care of your dad?"
After Wang Sanxi said this, Niu Xiaoshan sat there without saying a word, his face full of complicated emotions.
Seeing that Niu Xiaoshan remained silent, Wang Sanxi urged again, "Xiaoshan, why don't you think about it? Your wife isn't in good health, and you have three sons. In a few years, your eldest son will be looking for a partner, right? Do you have any money? Forget about the bride price, you can't even afford the matchmaker's fee."
Hearing Wang Sanxi's words, Niu Xiaoshan's tense face twitched, and he was struggling internally.
Wang Sanxi was a shrewd old man. Seeing this, he moved his buttocks forward and pressed on, saying to Niu Xiaoshan, "Xiaoshan, listen to me, we'll handle this matter properly."
You saw it yourself today, that entire premises of the pastry shop alone must be worth at least fifty or sixty thousand, right? That person said it's a fixed interest rate for a year, how much was it again? Maybe five percent?
Niu Xiaoshan nodded subconsciously, and Wang Sanxi continued to persuade him, "Fifty or sixty thousand... how much is five percent?"
"Two thousand five to three thousand, I guess." Niu Xiaoshan was somewhat educated and calculated quite quickly.
"Slap!" Upon hearing the number Niu Xiaoshan calculated, Wang Sanxi excitedly slapped his thigh and said, "That's three thousand yuan! Let's split it between us, father and son, isn't that great?"
“Uncle Sanxi.” Upon hearing this, Niu Xiaoshan said with a serious face, “My father has told me so many times that the rich man Wang has been kind to our family. My father, my grandfather, and my great-grandfather all owe him.”
"You child, how could you say such a thing?" Wang Sanxi pouted and said, "Don't say your family owes him, I owe him too."
"Sanxi, are you still going to do this?" Niu Xiaoshan asked. Wang Sanxi sighed and said, "Xiaoshan, I'm seventy-two this year, just an old codger, no children, and I'm still dirt clean. If I don't find a way to make some money, am I going to die?"
“That shouldn’t be the case…” Niu Xiaoshan had just started to speak when Wang Sanxi interrupted him: “What shouldn’t be the case? My older brother’s daughter’s family is super rich, they don’t need these two.”
As he spoke, Wang Sanxi gestured with his hand and said, "Even officials can't afford to live in those houses and courtyards. You didn't see it."
After Wang Sanxi finished speaking, he saw that Niu Xiaoshan still looked resistant.
Wang Sanxi was secretly annoyed and immediately decided to change his approach. So he directly asked Niu Xiaoshan, "Xiaoshan, give me a straight answer, can you do it or not?"
“I…” Niu Xiaoshan looked like he was struggling, and then he saw Wang Sanxi stretch out his legs and lie down on the bed.
"Go to hell! If you don't want to do it, then shut up!" As he said these two curses, Wang Sanxi flung his hand away, then turned around, presenting the back of his head and his back to Niu Xiaoshan.
Niu Xiaoshan, who had been hesitant just moments before, changed his expression: "Uncle Sanxi, can I go home and discuss it with my wife?"
By saying this, Niu Xiaoshan meant he was giving in.
At this moment, Wang Sanxi sat up abruptly and said to Niu Xiaoshan, "What the hell are we still discussing? What are we men doing, discussing things with an old woman?"
After saying this, Wang Sanxi pointed at Niu Xiaoshan and said, "Aren't all of my brother's house deeds, land deeds, and stock certificates at your house? You just take these things, and I'll handle the paperwork. Then we'll split the money 50/50."
Hearing Wang Sanxi say this, Niu Xiaoshan didn't reply, but slapped his thigh and said, "That's right, Uncle Sanxi, my family still has those stock certificates. I think the cement factory, the match factory, the flax factory, and the winery, can't those also receive fixed interest?"
"Of course," Wang Sanxi said. "Let's not rush it, there's no use in rushing. Why? I reckon we'll need proof of identity for all of that."
So I said, let's go back first. When we get home, you steal all those things from your dad's room. I'll find someone to write a letter of proof, get a stamp, and then we'll come back.”
"Okay!" This time, Niu Xiaoshan agreed very readily.
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The next day, June 13, 1988.
The Zhao family got up very early, and after breakfast, they went to Wu Baoguo's factory compound together.
They didn't even drive; they walked the whole way. Upon arrival, they split into two groups: one led by Zhao Jun headed east, while the other, led by Li Ruhai, headed west.
Upon reaching the intersection, both groups hid behind trees and in corners, waiting for Zhang Yuejin and Xu Qianli.
In fact, according to Zhao Jun's original idea, he did not intend to invite the ginseng dealers from the three northeastern provinces, but only wanted to invite Boss Yang and the two groups from Zhangshu in Jiangxi Province and Yulin in Guangxi Province.
Since the groups from Jiangxi and Guangxi provinces rarely come, this is a way to prevent the news from spreading as much as possible.
But yesterday afternoon, the three Song brothers were traveling with a group from Guangxi Province. Under those circumstances, Zhao Jun had no choice but to invite the three Song brothers as well.
Since the Song brothers have been invited, Zhang Yuejin and Xu Qianli shouldn't be let off the hook either. One more bidder means one more person can drive up the price.
After waiting for more than half an hour, Zhao Jun finally spotted Zhang Yuejin.
The same old trick as yesterday: stop the car and show them a photo.
After looking at the photo, Zhang Yuejin looked at Zhao Jun and asked, "Chief Zhao, this isn't fake, is it?"
Ever since Shen Qiushan's incident yesterday, everyone's first question upon seeing the three photos of the Ginseng King has been whether they are real or fake.
Zhao Jun repeated his story from yesterday: after gaining Zhang Yuejin's trust, Zhao Jun invited him to attend the Zhao family's "King of Ginseng" conference at the address on the envelope the day after tomorrow.
Zhang Yuejin agreed without hesitation, and after seeing Zhang Yuejin off, Zhao Jun sent Li Baoyu to the west to deliver a message.
Not long after, not only did Li Baoyu return, but Li Ruhai and the other four also came over.
When Zhao Jun asked, he learned that Li Ruhai had already won over Xu Qianli.
With the matter in Fusong settled, the Zhao family group returned to the guesthouse and boarded a jeep to head back home.
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“My brother Zhao Jun will be back tonight.” In the small east hut of the Zhao family compound, Li Tongyun held the microphone and said to Manager Huang on the other end, “If you have anything to say, just tell me… I can’t make that decision. When he comes back, I’ll just tell him, that’s all.”
"Alright, then please write this down," Manager Huang said. "The flight from Beijing to Kunming will arrive at 12:30 tomorrow."
Last time, when they tried to trade Little White Dragon, Zhang Xinglin and his gang had it stolen.
This time, Zhao Jun once again asked Manager Huang to find someone to attend the Ginseng King Conference, and promised in advance that he would send someone to Chuncheng Airport to pick them up.
"Hmm, hmm, is that all?" Li Tongyun asked after finishing her notes. Manager Huang replied, "Then, it's the flight from Guangzhou to Kunming, arriving at 4:05 PM."
"Anything else?" Li Tongyun pressed. Manager Huang replied, "No, just these two."
"No, that won't do," Li Tongyun said. "You have to tell us who we're picking up. Otherwise, with so many people getting off the plane, who will my brother Jun take?"
After saying this, Li Tongyun paused for a moment, then chattered on and on: "Look at 'Shanghai Bund,' you even have to get a badge to pick someone up at the dock."
After Li Tongyun finished speaking, Manager Huang on the other end of the phone was silent for two seconds before saying, "No need, I'll go from Beijing with you tomorrow. Zhao Jun knows me. As for the people coming from Guangzhou, I'll tell Zhao Jun when we meet."
"Okay then," Li Tongyun said, "So how many people are coming in total? Do you have a car after you get off the plane?"
“You really need to have Zhao Jun prepare this,” Manager Huang said. “Last time, that big boss knew people in the area, so he was able to borrow a car. We can’t borrow one, so let’s see what Zhao Jun can do.”
Upon hearing this, Li Tongyun pouted, thinking to herself, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"
But remembering Zhao Jun's instructions before he left, Li Tongyun smiled and said, "That's alright, just tell me how many people you can bring. Our Zhao family gang has the resources to make arrangements."
Upon hearing Li Tongyun's words, Manager Huang immediately replied, "Tomorrow at noon, there will be nine people, including myself. Five will arrive on the afternoon flight."
"Nine, five, fourteen," Li Tongyun muttered to herself, then said loudly, "No problem, no problem."
At this moment, Manager Huang added, "Tell Zhao Jun that this time there is a big boss from Southeast Asia and the most powerful manager of our Anguo Pharmacy."
“Okay, okay, okay.” Li Tongyun replied quickly, “I’ll write it down and report it to my brother Jun when he gets back.”
"Report?" Manager Huang on the other end of the phone was taken aback, and then heard a busy tone from the receiver.
Li Tongyun hung up the phone, checked the contents of her notes, and then muttered to herself, "He even found a vocational school student who is good at both academics and martial arts to take notes for him."
As soon as Li Tongyun finished speaking, the phone rang again.
"Hello," Li Tongyun answered the phone, "This is Li Tongyun, the accountant from Xishan."
That's right, this girl has been the accountant of Xishantun for some time now. Not only has she secured a stable job, but Xishantun has also allocated her a plot of land for food rations.
Hearing a long string of beeps on the other end of the phone, Li Tongyun said, "Is it Brother Liu? Speak slowly, I don't understand."
Sure enough, it was Liu Jinrong on the other end of the phone. He told Li Tongyun that he would be bringing four major clients from Guangzhou to Kunming at 4:05 pm the next day, and he repeatedly instructed the Zhao family to make sure they were well received.
"They've all arrived at once." Li Tongyun hung up the phone, scratching her head. "Four more big bosses are coming, plus the fourteen from before, that makes eighteen. We don't have that many cars."
Just as Li Tongyun was worrying, Ma Ling came over from the outer room and asked, "What's wrong, Xiaoyun?"
When Li Tongyun told Ma Ling about it, Ma Ling laughed and said, "It's okay, Xiaoyun. Your brother Jun mentioned to me the other day that if we don't have enough cars, he'll borrow some from the forest farm."
"Oh, right!" Li Tongyun's eyes lit up instantly upon hearing this, and she said, "The forest farm's, isn't that the same as ours?"
"Hey? Xiaoyun, you can't say that," Ma Ling quickly corrected her. "We're borrowing!"
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What do you need to borrow?
In the headquarters of Yongxing Brigade, Yu Xuewen and Tao Dabao looked at Zhao Youcai, Wang Meilan, and Zhao Weipeng with blank expressions.
That question was asked by Tao Dabao. But it wasn't that he didn't hear it clearly; rather, he couldn't believe his ears.
As soon as Zhao Weipeng arrived, he immediately asked to borrow two 60mm mortars.
Zhao Weipeng and Tao Dabao were comrades-in-arms, and as for the relationship between Zhao Jun and the Yongxing Brigade, that goes without saying.
Zhao Jun had previously borrowed money from the Yongxing Brigade when he was in the leather business.
But compared to borrowing a cannon, borrowing tens of thousands of yuan is a small matter.