Chapter 173: Not a Blade Left
When the book of Kant opened, Bai Ke was busy with his studies, so he didn't come to the celebration.
Now that it's summer vacation, you should come over and take a look.
When Bai Ke came to Kant, Bai Zong and Liu Kang were checking the ledger.
Liu Kang flipped through the account book with one hand and "crackled" with the other, making calculations.
This big girl's abacus level is quite high.
The pharmacy uses an abacus, which is the idea of the white customer.
Although calculators are now widely used in various units.
But Baike thinks that this kind of pharmacy based on traditional Chinese medicine must be antique.
Bai Zong and Liu Kang are busy here.
Yuan Hui and Kang Liu were also busy receiving customers.
Another old man with a white beard was giving the patient's pulse.
This old man's surname is Quan, and he is a retired old Chinese medicine doctor.
Originally, when the book of Kant opened.
Bai Zong and Liu Kang were both a little worried.
Because the Chinese medicine pharmacy must always have an old Chinese medicine doctor sitting in the hall.
But in this kind of private pharmacy, how can an old Chinese medicine doctor be willing to come.
Unexpectedly, within a few days of opening, someone took the initiative to come to the door.
The white-bearded old man held Liu Kang's hand and was a little excited: "Are you the eldest girl of the Kang family?"
"No, no, my mom is. ”
"It's the same, it's all the same. ”
It turned out that this old man was an old minister of Kant.
He was an apprentice brought out by Liu Kang's great-grandfather.
In the early days of liberation, after the Kang family was wiped out.
Mr. Quan was recruited by the medical cooperative and became the attending physician.
When he retired three years ago, the old man's monthly salary was already more than 80 yuan.
Hearing that the descendants of the Kang family came out again, the old man came uninvited.
Bai Ke was wrapped around among the customers for a while, and Bai Zong and Liu Kang noticed him and hurriedly raised their heads to say hello.
The white guest came over.
"How's that going for this time?"
Bai Zong sighed: "It's really a bit of a hurry. ”
Although Bai Zong has been pouring Chinese medicinal materials for seven or eight years.
But they are all wholesale in nature.
What makes money and what is upside down.
So, although I have a little knowledge of Chinese medicine.
But when I opened a pharmacy, I found that it was too far away.
As a Chinese medicine shop, there are two or three hundred kinds of commonly used medicines.
Not to mention some rare medicinal materials that will be used in emergencies and miscellaneous diseases.
Liu Kang comforted with a smile on the side: "It's okay, let's just learn and do it." ”
Liu Kang is not pretty.
The bridge of the nose is not high, the eyes are not large, and the skin is a little yellowish.
It's still a big skeleton, like a rural girl, and it looks a little sturdy.
It's okay, it's one meter six six.
He also seems to be spicy and capable, and should be a good partner.
Liu Kang's younger brother Kang Liu doesn't seem to be a troublesome person either.
He is 1.70 meters tall and slightly thin.
Taciturn, and a little shy.
"By the way, I want to go back to my hometown in a few days. First, I will load the goods for Anguo, and second, I will also give us some good things for ourselves. ”
There are many good medicinal herbs in the southwest that are difficult to replace in other places.
For example, Gastrodia, Chuanxiong, Chuanbei, and Coptis Chuan.
This is the same as Ning wolfberry and saffron.
Only a specific region can produce unique medicinal herbs.
"Why don't I go with you? ”
Bai Ke suddenly wanted to go back to his hometown in the south.
The first time he returned to his hometown, Bai Ke went back with his father and eldest brother.
In the past seven or eight years, Bai Zong has been back several times.
But the white guest never went back.
Except that I want to take a look at those relatives in my hometown.
Bai Ke is still thinking about a big thing.
In the past few days, when fiddling with 7501 wool porcelain, Bai Ke suddenly remembered: This thing is actually not much in stock in Kyoto, but there may be more stock in its production.
According to the memory of the previous life, Bai Ke vaguely remembered that there seemed to be two or three thousand pieces of 7,501 wool porcelain in the country.
If you add the damage along the way, it is estimated that there are only a few hundred pieces left.
Most of them remained at the Ceramics Research Institute, where they were produced.
If the white customer can scavenge it, maybe he will be able to own half of the 7501 wool porcelain.
Twenty or thirty years later, the value of these 7501 porcelain is not inferior to those porcelain before the Ming and Qing dynasties.
Each one is worth millions.
And from the layman's point of view, I also feel that 7501 porcelain will kill those old antiques in seconds.
Times are advancing, and today's technology is more powerful than in ancient times.
Even if the white customer does not want to add value in the future, he wants to possess these art treasures just for his personal preference.
Although it was a slight detour, fortunately, there was not much time to take the plane.
But when he came to Jingdeshi, Bai Zong realized that he had been fooled.
Bai Ke ran for three days and was not finished.
Of course, this is also beyond the expectations of white customers.
He thought that when he arrived in Jingdeshi, he would collect a hundred handfuls of ten pieces of porcelain by himself, so he continued to rush to his hometown with his brother.
Unexpectedly, the employees of the Ceramic Research Institute have a few pieces of 7501 in every household.
It turned out that after the Tao Research Institute sent more than 1,000 pieces of 7501 to Zhongnanhai, he kept more than 1,000 pieces, which he wanted to use when the central leadership replenished the stock.
As a result, it was not used.
By 1980, the Institute had kept more than 100 sets of them, and the rest were all distributed to employees as benefits.
Bai Ke couldn't help but be greedy, and decided to leave nothing in the place he passed, and to scavenge all the 7501s.
Bai Zong had no choice but to leave Bai Ke behind, and he first went to the Zhang Shu medicinal material base not far away to investigate.
These people at the Tao Research Institute obviously also know that these 7501s in their hands are very precious, so most of them are well preserved, and they are usually reluctant to use them at all.
But the sky-high price of 80 yuan given by Bai Ke still shocked them.
The ordinary porcelain bowls and porcelain cups on the market are only two or three yuan each.
And Bai Ke vaguely remembers that by the early 90s, the price of this 7501 on the market was only fifty or sixty yuan a piece.
Without waiting for the employees to do it, the Pottery Research Institute first took out more than 100 pieces of the unit that were retained.
More than 8,000 yuan, which is enough for their poor unit to pay benefits for several years.
Then another office was vacated for the use of white customers.
Bai Ke sat in the office and collected it for three days in a row, and the employees almost stepped on the threshold and sent more than 500 pieces of 7501.
But Bai Ke didn't give up, because the director of the Tao Research Institute told Bai Ke.
"In 1980, there were more than 80 employees in our unit, and each of them was assigned ten pieces of 7501. ”
There are still more than 300 pieces left, how can we give up?
Bai Zong came back from the Zhang Shu medicinal material base and saw that the elder brother was still tirelessly collecting it here.
I had to go back to my hometown alone.
After receiving it for a week, not counting the more than 100 pieces of the Pottery Research Institute itself, 730 pieces were collected by white customers.
According to the director's introduction, when 7501 was assigned in 1980, each of the 82 employees of the firm had 10 pieces, and everyone had a share.
That's 820 pieces, why is it 90 pieces short.
The white guest got into the horns.
Grandma a bear!
Lao Tzu just wants to leave no grass!
The director was still a little surprised: "Why are you so obsessed with this little comrade?"
"Oh! I don't know!" Bai Ke pretended to be Hong Kong and Taiwanese.
"Grandpa Evendi was digging a lot of feces in the middle and blue sea, and the head of the basin was constipated, so Grandpa Evendi helped him pull it out with his fingers. In order to express his gratitude, the chief gave Grandpa even a water cup. Grandpa Evendi liked it very much. As a result, one day I accidentally broke the puppet, and Grandpa Evendi was so sad......"
"What a carelessness. ”
"Grandpa Evendi's pot is a big boss overseas, and he sent us a lot of money. I just want to use this money to collect all the 7501 I can see, which can be regarded as filial piety to my grandfather!"
"What a good boy. I'll help you look it up and see who has it. ”
When Bai Ke planned not to leave an inch of grass, he already had a heart.
Every employee who came to sell porcelain left their name.
Therefore, the director took the list and found it out.
Five of the nine have died.
Two more have been transferred to other places, and the other two are not short of money, and they like 7501 very much.
The director gave the original addresses of these people to Bai Ke.
The white guest picked up his backpack and began to visit these people from house to house.
Let's start by visiting the homes of five people who have died.
A house is empty all year round, and no one lives there.
The remaining four white customers were found one by one.
The children of these four employees are not in the Tao Research Institute, so they did not know the news of Baike's acquisition of 7501.
I heard that the white customer asked for 80 yuan a piece to buy 7501.
They immediately sent 7501 up.
This time 40 were received.
The two households of workers who were transferred to other places, and the white customers were not willing to give up.
I searched hard.
As a result, he really found a relative of an employee.
Coincidentally, this worker gave this relative 5 pieces of 7501.
Although there was a little less, the white customer still ordered 400 yuan and took away all five pieces.
Two veteran collectors must have been tough on the bone.
Bai Ke came to the younger one first.
This is a middle-aged man and woman in their forties.
At first glance, it is a family with a solid family.
The rooms are large and bright, with leather floors, sofas, and color televisions.
The man was crouching in front of the coffee table in the living room and drawing a picture.
Looks like a man with artistic taste.
"I've heard that you charge 7501 for 80 yuan. I'm going to keep it for myself, though. ”
The woman was a little annoyed: "800 yuan is enough for our daughter to buy a piano." ”
The man was unhurried: "My daughter, her grandfather will give half of the money." ”
Bai Ke sighed, turned around and walked towards the door: "200 pieces, leave without selling." ”
"Sell, sell, sell, sell!"
The woman yelled, turned around and kicked the man: "If you don't sell it, Lao Tzu will ......"
The man sighed and got up.
In this way, the white customer received 7501 for 2,000 yuan.
30 years later, a 7501 is worth millions, I don't know how many pianos I can buy.
Another veteran collector has a much shabby home.
He was fifty-five or sixteen years old, and was said to be a potter.
His hair was gray, and his back was hunched.
But it was very tough, and the white customer directly raised the price to 200 yuan.
He sneered: "Don't say 200, 1000 Lao Tzu won't sell it!"
"Then give you 10,000!"
The old man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled again: "10,000 pieces, you say, do I sell it or not?"