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  Chapter 298 The Hype Begins

  Looking at the old man with gray temples but a ruddy complexion, Liu Qingshan blinked vigorously: "Master Biao, you can stand up now, haha, take two steps, take two steps and see!"

  This fellow from Baodao met Liu Qingshan at the Canton Fair last year and became friends with each other.

   "Take two steps? I'll kick you to death now, believe it or not!"

  Master Biao's eyes were wide open, and he walked up to Liu Qingshan like a tiger walking like a dragon.

  However, he was reluctant to kick him, instead he raised his hand and slapped Liu Qingshan on the shoulder twice:

   "Boy, thanks to your tiger bone wine, it cured my old rheumatism, and now Master Biao can stand upright and be a silver medal!"

  Liu Qingshan also gently supported the old man's arm, then nodded to Zhang Xiaozhong who was behind the old man, and then said: "Master Biao, congratulations, can you really go back to your hometown this time?"

Hearing him talking about this, Master Biao waved his hand impatiently: "Don't talk about those useless things, do you still have your tiger bone wine? become."

  Liu Qingshan also smiled: "Master Biao, I don't know, I thought we two were singing double reeds to fool people here."

  Zhang Debiao stared, and looked around aggressively: "If anyone doesn't believe me, I dare to discount Gou Ri's legs!"

   There are some unbelievers, a blond foreigner squeezed out from the crowd, shouting: "I, I, I!"

   Really think I dare not hit people, right?

  Zhang Debiao's violent temper also came up, and he raised the cane in his hand high.

  Although he has thrown away the wheelchair now, he is still leaning on something in his hand, which is more stable because he is old.

"I, I also ordered medicinal wine here last year. After I went back, I couldn't sell it. Later, I did experiments for free and achieved good results. These are the recovery materials of some patients. I brought them all. Order more!"

  The foreigner said a lot, and Zhang Debiao realized that he was not pushing the horizontal cart, but also helping to promote it.

  So he cheerfully put down his crutches: "If you have vision, let me tell you a secret. Drinking this medicinal wine for a long time has unique effects."

  The foreigners around may not believe in Zhang Debiao, but they still believe in the compatriot who came out just now, especially after seeing those photos and information, people immediately started placing orders.

   "Qingshan, Qingshan, come here, come here quickly!"

  Director Zhou repeatedly waved to Liu Qingshan with an eager look on his face.

What's the matter?

  Liu Qingshan also said to Mr. Biao, "I'll chat with you later", and then went to Director Zhou.

  Director Zhou showed embarrassment: "The order is overrun. When we came, Da Lao Li explained that there are only more than 20,000 bottles of medicinal wine left in their factory."

  Liu Qingshan couldn't help blinking: "No way, it's hundreds of tons, and you bought it so soon?"

   "It's not that your ad works so well!"

  Director Zhou complained, "This is a loss. If you sell it in China, you won't earn foreign exchange."

   Clerk Liu came up sweating profusely, and said a little nervously: "Those foreign businessmen can't order the goods, and they are in a hurry now. Will they beat us?"

   "It's not the time of the Eight-Power Allied Forces, what are you afraid of!" Director Zhou gave him a look, and then began to worry again:

  Look at what happened, seeing a lot of foreign exchange just slipping through your fingertips in vain, it's really **** uncomfortable!

  The people in the stalls next to them are all envious: we are worried that we can’t sell them, and others are worried that they have nothing to sell. They compare goods and throw them away.

  Even Zheng Hongqi was so anxious that his forehead was sweating. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: "Qingshan, don't you have a batch of medicinal wine stored in the winery?"

   "I want to keep that batch of goods for a few more years."

  Liu Qingshan was a little helpless, he knew the value of medicinal wine, and it would become more and more scarce in the future.

  Director Zhou's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Qingshan, brother Qingshan, please help!"

  Liu Qingshan looked at those foreigners who were eagerly ordering, and knew that this was a good opportunity to take the opportunity to make a name for the medicinal wine.

  The bigger the reputation, the higher the price, of course. Isn’t that what the well-known foreign wines do?

  So he nodded reluctantly: "Then I can only sell half of it, and the rest must never be moved."

   "How much is that half?"

  Director Zhou couldn't help being a little disappointed. In his mind, Liu Qingshan could save 18,000 bottles at most.

   "It seems to be 40 to 50 tons." Liu Qingshan thought about it for a while, and could only report a rough figure.

  Director Zhou almost popped his eyes when he heard this: "That's 100,000 catties, haha, enough, enough!"

After the excitement, he couldn't help staring at Liu Qingshan again, and he was even more shocked: "One hundred thousand catties, the price of tiger bone wine has increased by one dollar this year, and the price per bottle is 6.5 per catty." dollars.

  If all the 100,000 catties were sold, Liu Qingshan’s net worth would be 650,000 U.S. dollars, which would have already exceeded one million dollars if converted into RMB.

  It's hard to imagine a millionaire these days.

  When households with ten thousand yuan are scarce resources, they are already households with one million yuan. Isn’t this too shocking?

  No, the money does not belong to Liu Qingshan personally, but to the Jiapigou Cooperative. Does that mean that every family in Jiapigou has ten thousand yuan households?

  Director Zhou and the others don't know that the wild vegetable factory and Liu Qingshan's businesses are all in the name of cooperatives, and most of them are his own.

   "Also, this part of the foreign exchange earned belongs to me personally, and the higher authorities cannot deduct it."

  Liu Qingshan has another request.

  He is also short of foreign exchange now, the old Maoer Master has already called him, the core content is two words: money!

   And you still need foreign exchange, otherwise, you can only stare at the good things in the friendship store.

  Zheng Hongqi looked at the chaotic crowd and said: "I will report this issue to my superiors. Let's sign a contract with the foreign businessman first."

  Thus, several people got busy again, and with great difficulty, they managed to deal with this group of merchants.

  Liu Qingshan was also sweating profusely from exhaustion, gulped down a can of Jianlibao, and then approached Zhang Debiao: "Master Biao, I was so busy just now, please forgive me."

   It turned out that Mr. Biao ignored him at all, and was looking at the booth with a very distant gaze.

  Liu Qingshan followed his gaze and saw that Mr. Biao was looking at those wild vegetables wrapped in plastic bags.

  In the eyes of the old man, there was a little nostalgia, and there were tears in his eyes.

  Is this thinking about people by seeing things? Liu Qingshan didn't make another sound, and quietly followed Master Biao.

   After a long time, Master Biao let out a long sigh: "My old man, once spring came, I picked cow hair from the mountains for me. I was most proud of this stuff when I was young."

  The old man took out his handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of his eyes.

  Hometown, as well as relatives in hometown, is a complex that people can't let go of in their lives.

   "Grandpa, then take some of them back to taste. I think these wild vegetables must still be the taste you remember."

  Liu Qingshan gently supported the trembling body of the old man, he could fully understand the mood of the old man at this moment.

   "Xiao Shanzi, you brat is doing this trick again, right? You don't need to give it away, I can still afford it, Mr. Biao."

  Zhang Debiao's loud voice is coming back.

  Liu Qingshan took a look, and laughed a few times: "This is different, it's not from the public house, it's my private product, I can give it away as I say, no one cares."

   Zhang Debiao was in a good mood when he heard it: "Haha, it's all from you brat. It's rare that you are so generous. Master Biao, I will satisfy you. I will give you a thousand catties of everything. Save it and eat slowly."

  What, ten thousand catties?

   Liu Qingshan stared at you, you really are a lion.

   "Look how scared you are!"

  Master Biao glanced at Liu Qingshan with a little distaste. He actually knew that this kid was cooperating to make him happy.

  So he told Zhang Xiaozhong behind him: "Place an order, order more of these wild vegetables, and go back and ask your uncles and uncles to taste them too. This is the taste of hometown."

  Zhang Xiaozhong can only nod his head, and he feels that these wild vegetables should also sell well in Baodao, which is a good business.

   "Uncle Zhang, please wait a moment. This price is for foreigners. If you place an order, we will use the internal price."

  Liu Qingshan felt that he had hit it off with Master Biao, so he didn't plan to blackmail them. The price of this batch of wild vegetables and other mountain products was twice as high as that exported to the little devil.

   "Look, here comes this set again, the good things produced in our hometown are worth this price!" Master Biao waved his hand, and he couldn't help saying, which made Liu Qingshan not recruit.

  As for Zheng Hongqi and Director Zhou, they were also secretly shocked. Wild vegetables are the most popular product in Bishui County this year. Of course, they are familiar with the prices of wild vegetables.

  I originally thought that if the price was set too high, it would definitely not be sold.

  Yesterday, Lao Zhou mentioned this issue to Liu Qingshan when he was selling the goods. Thinking that there was an island country in the bag anyway, he didn’t persuade him too much. Unexpectedly, they really sold it!

   Really complied with that sentence: madmen buy, madmen sell, and madmen are waiting.

   No, an exaggerated voice sounded next to him, and then he saw a foreigner with a big nose shouting exaggeratedly, like crazy:

   "Imai Karma, what is this, what did I see?"

  This guy held his head in disbelief for a while, and danced like a gorilla for a while, and soon attracted a large number of foreign businessmen.

  Even the staff of the organizing committee were recruited, thinking that this guy had a mental illness, and was considering whether to expel him?

   But that crazy guy gradually became less crazy, but he was still very excited. He grabbed a bag of things from the shelf in front of Liu Qingshan and yelled loudly:

   What he was holding was a bag of dried ground vegetables.

   "Oh, look what I found, it's the food God gave us, the best food!"

  Looking at this guy's exaggerated performance, Liu Qingshan was also a little puzzled: Why does this script feel a little familiar? Who sent you here?

  Looking around, I finally saw a middle-aged man with a Mediterranean haircut not far away, looking at him with a smile.

   Seeing Liu Qingshan's gaze, he even blinked at him with a proud expression on his face.

  Victor, it really is you!

  Liu Qingshan laughed secretly: Is this the hype?

  (end of this chapter)