Hello, 1983

Victor simply signed a contract with Jiapigou Shanhuo Store and ordered 5,000 bottles of tiger bone wine.

In fact, he still wanted to buy more, but Liu Qingshan did not agree: as the market in the United States gradually opened up, there was no need to worry about selling this thing.

This batch of tiger bone wine has been suppressed by Liu Qingshan for three years.

Now sold to Victor for $40 a bottle.

This price difference made Lao Zhou and the others who knew the details stunned: this is a stored medicinal wine, it is simply gold.

For this single business, the Jiapigou Mountain Goods Store can directly receive 200,000 US dollars, and the people from the law enforcement brigade who witnessed all this are so greedy that the hala almost came out.

Liu Qingshan also saw their thoughts, and didn't mind being a favored person. After all, the county magistrate is not as good as the current one and still has to maintain a good relationship, so he directly said to the person in charge:

"We don't need US dollars in our store. The money will be transferred to the industrial and commercial bureau in the district, and then converted into Huaxia currency and paid to our store."

When the people in the law enforcement team heard this, it was a good thing that fell from the sky, and they hurriedly nodded in agreement.

They never dreamed that such an ordinary store could even export to earn foreign exchange, and it was counted as their share.

In this way, the bonus and performance at the end of the year are all stable.

Such a potential store must be offered as a bodhisattva in the future.

The people from the law enforcement brigade left happily, leaving only a group of stunned people eating melons.

The eyes of the masses are also sharp, and they can see the cheapness here: the retail price of this tiger bone wine here is lower than the export price.

So some old people moved their minds, especially when it rained on cloudy days, their joints were sore and numb, and they secretly bought a bottle of money.

At this time, the general perception is: the goods that can be exported must be good things, otherwise, can foreigners pay for them?

Therefore, products that are sold under the sign of exporting to domestic sales are selling very well.

As the number of customers paying for the goods gradually increased, the sales assistants also began to get busy.

These girls from the countryside are diligent and diligent, not afraid of hardship or fatigue, but they are afraid that the goods will not be sold.

Seeing that the Shanhuo Store was gradually on the right track, Liu Qingshan was about to lead Master and Victor to the lounge upstairs to drink tea, but saw an old man with white hair and silver beard coming over, and he politely moved towards him. The dumb grandpa bowed his hands.

The dumb grandfather also bowed his hands and gestured a few times, and asked Liu Qingshan to help translate.

Liu Qingshan paid attention to this old man just now, because he was dressed up, he was not an ordinary person at first glance, and he had been wandering in the store for a long time.

He looked at the master's gesture, and was slightly taken aback, but he still said to the other party:

"This old gentleman, my master can't speak. What he means is that everyone is walking together. You're welcome."

"Good talk, good talk."

The old man also nodded cheerfully. He was over seventy years old, but his complexion was ruddy, with white hair and silver beard, and he had a childish look.

He calmly said, "The old man's name is Le Songwen. He is in charge of purchasing at Tongrentang. I just saw that the medicinal materials such as Changbai ginseng and deer antler in your shop are very authentic, so I want to discuss cooperation."

Liu Qingshan was also quite surprised. Tongrentang, this is a well-known signboard. Together with Hu Qingyutang in the south, it is known as the leader among the medicine halls in the north and south.

The eight words of "cultivating benevolence and virtue, benefiting the world and maintaining health" alone are worthy of respect.

This old gentleman deserves to be the purchasing master of Tongrentang. He has a really good eye. The medicinal materials produced in Jiapigou are of course good things.

When the dumb grandpa heard it, there was a memory in his eyes, and he continued to gesture on his hands.

Liu Qingshan helped the master to translate: "Sir, you are from Tongrentang Lejia, so I dare to ask what is your relationship with Le Songsheng?"

The old man couldn't help but change color,

Then he waved his hand in dismay: "It's just an unworthy descendant, I'm really ashamed of my ancestors."

"But since this old gentleman knows my cousin's name, he must be an old friend. Hey, my cousin passed away long ago."

When Liu Qingshan thought about it, he roughly understood that a time-honored brand like Tongrentang had basically the same experience.

First, in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, it became a public-private partnership, and finally it became a state-owned unit. During the chaotic period, it was not bad to be able to save one's life.

When the dumb grandfather heard this, he couldn't help shaking his head slightly, not everyone can control these things.

Fortunately, the dumb grandpa had already seen all this, let go early, and was happy to be at ease in the mountains and forests. Who can tell the gains and losses.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little depressed, Liu Qingshan quickly said: "Mr. Le, to be honest, we also have a pharmaceutical factory in Jiapigou, so these medicinal materials are originally mainly retail."

"Even if it can be supplied, the quantity will not be too much, I hope you can understand."

"Jiapigou Pharmaceutical Factory?" Le Songwen looked thoughtful, and then suddenly widened his eyes: "Oh, it's Jiapigou Pharmaceutical Factory. I have heard of it in the past two years. The quick-acting cold tablets you produce are very innovative. !"

The pharmaceutical industry, especially traditional Chinese medicine, is very particular about historical inheritance.

Because only through the accumulation of generations, can we have more perfect prescriptions, and the pharmacy can also grow step by step.

This is not something that can be achieved overnight, it requires the joint efforts of several generations.

Just like my colleague Lejia, it has accumulated such a scale after more than ten generations, but it is in the midst of the changes of the times and cannot help it.

While in the business, Le Songwen had of course heard about Jiapigou Pharmaceutical Factory, and even read it in newspapers.

He thought about it for a while, and then suddenly bowed to the dumb grandfather: "It turned out to be Senior Sun, disrespectful and disrespectful."

Le Songwen finally remembered the identity of this dumb old man, who was actually a descendant of the dignified medicine king.

Although the age of the other party is not as old as him, but the medicine king's signboard is there, as long as it is a person in this industry, it must be respected by three points.

The dumb grandpa didn't care much about this. He waved his hand and gestured a few times, indicating that Le Songwen could choose the medicines in the mountain store.

Le Songwen's face showed embarrassment: "We recently ordered a batch of medicines for people, and we need old ginseng from the previous year, just..."

Of course Liu Qingshan knew what he was struggling with, so he smiled and said, "Sir, the price is easy to negotiate. The price above was filled in by me, so as not to be disturbed by outsiders."

It turned out that, Le Songwen smiled and nodded: "We don't dare to hope for that century-old mountain ginseng, just choose one of the two next to it."

What he said was the two from fifty or sixty years ago, and Liu Qingshan also filled in two million to go up.

However, the dumb grandpa just now also said that only by making the best use of it can it truly reflect its value.

Liu Qingshan smeared a zero directly on the back, and of course Le Songwen readily accepted it, and then purchased some deer antler slices, and also bought two bottles of tiger bone wine.

This wine is obviously not going to go back to drink. Tongrentang also produces authentic tiger bone wine, and it has always had a very good reputation.

Le Songwen also witnessed Victor signing the contract just now. He was a little confused, how could this tiger bone wine be sold so expensively, so he was going to go back to study and compare.

Of course Liu Qingshan guessed the other party's mind, but he didn't break it. Instead, he wanted to cooperate with the other party.

After all, the development of traditional Chinese medicine cannot be supported by the Jiapigou family. It also requires the concerted efforts of the entire industry.

Just like Tongrentang, the channels and contacts it has are not comparable to the current Jiapigou Pharmaceutical Factory.

It's just that although Tong Ren Tang is still a time-honored brand, it has actually become a state-run unit with a rigid system.

Unlike a new force like Jiapigou Pharmaceutical Factory, it is full of vigor and has an unlimited future.

After seeing off Mr. Le, Liu Qingshan greeted everyone to go upstairs to rest.

Upstairs there is an antique rest room, which is filled with old furniture from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China. It is a place specially used to rest and discuss large-scale business.

After pouring the medicinal tea and drinking a cup, Victor smiled and took out a few books from the briefcase he was carrying and placed them in front of Liu Qingshan:

"Liu, I only brought a few sample books this time. If you still need it, I will mail it to you."

Liu Qingshan picked up a book, the cover was very simple: a few snow-white sheep, a young shepherd, and in the distance, there were several pyramids.

The title of the book is: The Fantastic Journey of Shepherd Boys.

The author is still the joint signature of Victor and Liuqingshan.

Liu Qingshan gently stroked the book cover with his hand: "Victor, how is this book selling?"

This was last winter. When Liu Qingshan was in the United States, Victor called every day, urging Liu Qingshan to help him create a new book.

Later, Liu Qingshan couldn't stand the harassment of this guy, so he had to tell the story of a shepherd boy:

A young shepherd had the same dream twice in a row, dreaming that there were treasures buried under the pyramids in Africa.

So the teenager embarked on a journey to find treasure. During the journey, the teenager also understood what is his true treasure.

This is an inspirational story about growing up and dreaming, and when it was later published in the United States, it had this promotion on the cover:

This is a book that completely changes a person's life, perhaps only a few decades ago.

This rating is simply not too high.

Victor deliberately pretended to be deep, smiled without saying a word, took out two small boxes from his bag, and pushed one of them in front of Liu Qingshan.

He slowly opened the box in front of him again, took something out of it, kissed it affectionately, and put it on his chest with a serious face.

Those around him all cast envious glances.

Liu Qingshan could only see that this was a medal, but he had limited understanding of these, so he looked up at Victor, hoping that the other party could explain it to him.

Leo, who was drinking tea by the side, couldn't hold back: "Liu, this is our country's Knight Medal, which rewards citizens who have made outstanding contributions to the country, including foreign citizens of course."

"However, when it is issued to a foreign friend, it must be nominated by the foreign minister and signed by the president himself."

It turned out to be a knighthood, and Liu Qingshan understood it. He remembered that several Chinese people had won this honor later.

People like Yu Hua, who created "Alive", have all won this medal.

By the way, Liu Qingshan remembers that Yu Hua should be working on this novel at the moment. That's right, this year's Jiapigou Literature Award has also been announced.

After wearing the medal, Victor showed a bright smile on his face: "Liu, thank you, it is this novel that made me recognized by mainstream literature."

"This Knight Medal is the best proof."

Different from the two books, Da Ship and Code, the novel of Shepherd Boy's Fantasy Journey is highly rated by mainstream media.

In fact, after this book was published, it quickly swept the world, selling more than 160 countries and selling more than 50 million copies worldwide.

"Congratulations, Victor."

Liu Qingshan is also really happy for his old friend. Of course, the Knight Medal is half yours and half mine.

Victor laughed, his face finally showing the wicked smile of money fans: "Liu, now we will get both fame and fortune."

This is the Victor Liu Qingshan is familiar with. I saw that this guy took out three checks from his briefcase like a treasure chest and placed them side by side in front of Liu Qingshan.

so much?

Liu Qingshan was also a little puzzled: how did you get three cards, is it because the amount is too large, and there is a limit on the amount of checks?

But when he looked at the numbers above, he didn't think it was too exaggerated: one for $500,000, one for $300,000, and one for $2 million.

He looked up at Victor again and continued to wait for his explanation.

Victor picked up the one with the largest denomination: "Liu, this one belongs to you."

Then he picked up the 500,000 piece: "This is Wang's, the author of "Ordinary World".

Finally the third one: "This is Gao, your sister's husband."

Only then did Liu Qingshan realize that it turned out to be the work of writer Lu and his eldest brother-in-law. It was published and sold overseas, and it also made some profits.

Judging from the amount of money, the sales are not bad, especially the book of Writer Lu.

You know, this kind of work, unlike those popular novels, has a relatively large audience.

Especially when sold abroad, readers in many countries do not understand the historical background, so it is more difficult to sell.

It seems that Victor did help a lot in this regard.

"Victor, I'll thank you on behalf of them first, and when you go to our Jiapigou, I'll ask those two to toast you."

Liu Qingshan patted Victor on the shoulder affectionately and sincerely expressed his gratitude.

Victor shrugged: "It's not over yet, Liu, the World of Books is very popular, so I've asked for help, sent it to the jury for the Nobel Prize in Literature, and been nominated."

"As for whether or not to win, in your words, leave your destiny to God."

"What do you mean by fate?" Liu Qingshan helped Victor to popularize Chinese, and then he remembered something and stood up abruptly:

"What, you said that "Ordinary World" was nominated for the Nobel Prize in Literature?"

Victor looked calm: "Liu, please keep calm, that book should have this treatment in the first place, and it is only a group of good translators away from winning the award, isn't it?"