Merchant and doctor

Chapter 351 Ningguo Temple Wholesale Market

In the corridor of the single dormitory.

"Who did you call just now? It took you so long, girlfriend?" Tao Wenjie asked with concern as she gently opened the door.

"You haven't rested yet! A former colleague, discuss something with me."

"Did you eat at your friend's?"

"No! Don't we still have fried rice with eggs? Just eat whatever you want."

"Cough! I thought you ate it by the way, and I cleaned it up, so I had to work hard for you to make something again."

Bian Mu and Tao Wenjie never ate leftovers. Normally, no matter how much or how little food was left, and no matter how expensive the ingredients were, when they were full, they would usually pick up the leftovers and throw them away.

"Hi! Just order some quick-frozen dumplings, it's getting late, you should go to rest!" Bian Mu urged with a smile.

"You should go to bed early too! If your colleague had any difficulties just now and needed my help, just say a word!"

"How dare you! She is just an ordinary doctor of Chinese medicine, she dare not work for you, good night!"

"Cut! Some things, if you don't come to me, it's really possible that you can't do it! Come on! Hurrying up is not a business, good night!" After finishing speaking, Tao Wenjie closed the door and turned off the lights to rest.

……

The quick-frozen dumplings in the refrigerator are not the kind sold in the supermarket freezer. They are accumulated by Bian Mu and Tao Wenjie.

About 40 of them were cooked in the two plates, and they were mixed with some dipping sauces. While eating, they checked various data and information about "Qingchi Pharmaceutical" opened on the laptop.

VOL (volume), KD indicators, MACD, DMI, Bollinger Bands, OBV, RSI... One after another, Bian Mu watched it patiently.

Before he knew it, the dumplings had already been eaten, and Bian Muxu picked up a chopstick before realizing it.

As if he still owed a bite, Bian Mu got up and packed two more eggs in the kitchen, and cooked a pack of large-capacity instant noodles.

While guarding the stove, Bian Mu was still thinking about the future trend of "Qingchi Pharmaceutical" when his cell phone rang.

He turned around and went to the coffee table to see Yao Nong Lao Pei's phone number.

"Why is the old man still up so late? It's probably something urgent." With a flash of thought, he picked up the phone and Bian Mu hurriedly answered it.

"Uncle Pei! Is there something urgent on the mountain?"

"Hi! Nothing! I'll go to the city tomorrow to get some medicinal materials. I just remembered to ask you if you want to go to work on Saturday. If you have a normal rest, I'll go and sit with you."

"I'm a special researcher now. As long as I get the card, I'm going to work. No one cares about my attendance. I'll pick you up tomorrow! I have a special car now, which is equipped by the company."

"No need! You can find free rides everywhere, so where shall we meet?"

"Then where do you get off?"

"Of course it's Ningguo Temple, is it convenient for you?"

"What's the inconvenience? There are six doors over there. Which one should we ask?"

"Dongjiaomen! There's a shop specializing in bezoars, let's go there!"

"No problem! Then you should rest early and be careful on the road!"

"Good talk! Good night!" After finishing speaking, Yao Nong Lao Pei hung up the phone.

Ningguo Temple is just a place name. The original thousand-year-old Buddhist temple was destroyed in the war-torn era.Today, the largest medicinal material wholesale and retail market in the area has already been built on the original site of Ningguo Temple, and it ranks among the top three in terms of scale in China.

Usually whenever he has free time, Bian Mu often wanders there to play. In the past month or so, there have been a lot of miscellaneous things, so he can't take care of strolling there.

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The daily throughput of medicinal materials in Ningguo Temple is quite large, and about [-]% of the medicinal materials have to be completed before the rooster crows and the dawn breaks in the east. As for why this operation is done, Bian Mu has never figured it out.

At that time, it was the golden node of ginseng trading.

Just after dawn, Bian Mu went downstairs and drove straight to Ningguo Temple.

Tao Wenjie, who was awakened when she heard movement at the opposite door, was still puzzled.

"What's the matter with him recently? He left early and returned late, there must be something wrong! You've been tossing around all day, and when the time is right, you can report directly to my uncle and you'll have everything, alas! A person's family background affects his own thinking. Habits still have a big impact!" After thinking for a moment, Tao Wenjie turned over and fell asleep again.

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By the time Bian Mu arrived at the east corner gate of Ningguo Temple Medicinal Materials Wholesale Market, the sky was already bright.

After wandering around for a while, Bian Mu Xiangzhong found a small specialty store, "Houxin Specialty Sale".

"The abbreviation of Magnolia officinalis and Asarum? Then why do you specialize in the bezoar business? How many times? It should be..." Looking up at the plaque carved from thick wood, Bian Mu stood there thinking for a moment.

"Why are you here so early! Have you had breakfast?" Then I heard Lao Pei's thick and deep greeting from behind.

"Thinking that the scale of the ginseng trade should have doubled, I came here specially to see the excitement, but it turned out to be too late. You have already finished the delivery?" Smiling, Bian Mu walked over to Yao Nong Lao Pei.

"Then you came too late. The ginseng trading hall ended at around 5 in the morning. This was the rule before the founding of the People's Republic of China. Let's go! I still have a little bezoar in my hand. Go to its house and sell the goods. Let's find a place to drink Have some morning wine."

"I'm driving a car! I can't drink alcohol, so I can find a cleaner nearby to eat." Bian Mu responded with a smile.

"Hey! Why did you forget about this? I'm old and useless, hehe... Let's go!" Talking and laughing, Yao Nong Lao Pei walked into the old shop of "Houxin Specialty".

"Hey! Uncle Pei is here! Please sit down!" The man in his early thirties greeted him, with a big back, shiny black hair, but the volume of his hair was thin, probably because he didn't take care of it well and took tonics blindly.

"My relative, surnamed Bian, the 'Bian' of the frontier poet, this Boss Zhao, I have been friends with his father for decades." While speaking, Yao Nong Lao Pei found a seat and took a seat.

"You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? How about I bring some steamed buns to the two of you first." The male boss seemed very polite.

"You're too polite! Don't bother, you put away the things, and we'll just go out and eat something later." Old Pei smiled politely.

"Alright! What good leaves did you bring this time!" the male boss asked with a smile.

Bian Mu thought that the so-called "good leaves" should be some kind of jargon in this market.

"There is only a little bezoar left, what is the approximate price?"

"It's 30 yuan per kilogram, so it's more than 800 yuan per gram!" The male boss responded with a smile.

"Oh! It's gone up so much! Thank you for helping us to inspect the goods." As he spoke, Lao Pei reached out and found a small cloth bag from his arms, and handed it to the male boss.

It was an old-fashioned cloth bag used by the elderly drug farmers for business transactions. After the reform and opening up, this tradition gradually faded away.

Bezoar is a precious medicinal material, Bian Mu saw that the relationship between the two was very close, and some words might not be convenient for him to hear, so he took an excuse to retreat a certain distance, and stood aside, waiting for Lao Pei to finish the transaction, so they can go out Get something to eat.

About 10 minutes later, Yao Nong Lao Pei successfully got the settlement payment, and greeted Bian Mu to leave the old shop.

Bian Mu was just there wondering why Chinese herbal medicines generally rose so sharply recently.

(End of this chapter)