Chapter 52: You know it's rude, but you still ask? Chen Yong was really troubled. He is the factory director and cannot leave, otherwise he could look for other sources of supply, or go to the Chinese herbal medicine factory to see what is going on. At this time, Cheng Ming stepped forward and said, "Old Chen, let me take care of this matter." Chen Yong could only nod. Cheng Ming analyzed that there were two reasons why this Chinese medicine decoction piece factory did not sell the herbs to them: First, his goods were really bought by Hua Ming. Second, Hua Ming told them not to sell goods to Yinhai. Because they were afraid of Hua Ming's status in the industry, or because Hua Ming controlled their lifeline, they had to obey Hua Ming's request. If it is the second possibility. Then this Chinese medicine decoction factory may still have inventory, but it cannot sell it to Yinhai. If you go to buy it with a different identity, maybe they really have something to sell? Cheng Ming thought it was worth a try.
He asked the buyer for the name and location of the Chinese medicine factory, and then drove there himself. The Maybach arrived at the door of a Chinese medicine factory called Wansheng. It was an ordinary street shop on the outside, but the inside seemed to connect the entire first floor of the building. Looking in from the door, it was filled with sacks of medicinal materials. At the door, a man who looked to be in his fifties was sorting some medicinal herbs. Apart from that, no one else was seen. There is no doorman or security guard. I didn't expect that these two Chinese medicinal herbs, yam wood and vine, would come from such a simple Chinese medicine factory. Cheng Ming walked over and asked the uncle: "Uncle, is this Wansheng Chinese Medicine Factory?" The uncle stood up. "Yes." "Who is responsible then?" The uncle looked at Cheng Ming and said, "Just tell me if you have anything to say. I am the boss." Cheng Ming was very surprised. He looked the uncle up and down. He never expected that this ordinary uncle was the boss. It's really down to earth that the boss is sorting the goods here. "Can I buy some medicinal herbs?" Cheng Ming said. Generally speaking, manufacturers cannot sell directly to individuals, but they also have a way out. They can just issue invoices in the name of other customers. Anyway, the drug supervision will not reconcile accounts with out-of-town customers. "Are you buying a large quantity? If it's too little, you can go to the pharmacy over there," asked the boss. Cheng Ming said what he had prepared long ago: "My family runs a pharmacy in the countryside, and we are looking for a good source of goods. If the goods are good and the price is right, we will buy a lot." "Okay, then what do you want to buy?" Cheng Ming handed over a note. In order to avoid the boss' suspicion, the note listed seven or eight other Chinese medicinal herbs in addition to the yam and vine.
The boss took the note and glanced at it: "Except for the yam heartwood and the golden vine, all the other herbs are on it." As he spoke, the boss became confused again. "Strange, these two herbs, the heartwood and the golden vine, are rarely wanted by people normally. Why are there so many people wanting to buy them these days?" the boss said, "All my stock was bought by one person in the past two days." Hearing the answer, Cheng Ming was a little disappointed. Seeing Cheng Ming's reaction, the uncle asked curiously: "Young man, so many people have asked about these two medicines recently. Have these two medicines developed any new effects?" Cheng Ming said: "This is a trade secret, boss. How about you tell me how to purchase these two medicines, and I will tell you their effects." "Forget it, this is my trade secret." The boss shook his head. "Do you want other medicines?" "Go ahead." Cheng Ming was helpless. There is nothing he can do unless the boss tells him to. However, these two packets of medicinal materials are some common medicinal materials needed for leukemia and can also be used. Half an hour later. Cheng Ming carried two sacks of medicinal herbs onto the Maybach. The boss then noticed that there was a luxury car parked on the side of the road, and that the luxury car was driven by such a young guy. The two worn-out sacks formed a sharp contrast with the luxurious Maybach. Is the family that owns the drugstore so rich? They actually drive a Maybach! And doesn’t this person feel bad for throwing that dirty sack into such a luxurious car? Under the boss's curious gaze, the Maybach sped away. Plan A failed. It seems that the second possibility is true, that all the medicinal materials were bought by Hua Ming's men. This possibility is worse. The owner of the Chinese medicine factory was unwilling to reveal the source of the acquisition. Then you can only find other ways yourself. Where else can one find this herb? When it comes to finding medicinal herbs, Cheng Ming first thinks of Huichuntang. Old man Guan has been running Huichuntang for many years. He has almost all the Chinese medicinal materials available on the market, and they might also be available in his store. We drove to the entrance of Huichun Hall. The huge entrance was open. There were not many customers at noon. The girl in Hanfu was standing in front of the counter, with her chin in her hands, in a daze. The old man was writing something on the desk next to him. Cheng Ming came in front of the girl, but she hadn't noticed him yet. "What are you thinking about?" Cheng Ming asked.
"Ah." The girl woke up with a shy look, "Brother Ming, you are here." But soon, Guan Jing's expression returned to normal. "What herbs do you want to get today?" Cheng Ming smiled and said, "Do you have any of the Heartwood and Golden Vine?" Guan Jing was stunned. Of the hundreds of medicinal herbs in the store, she remembered the locations of almost 99 percent of them, but the mountain heartwood and the golden vine seemed to belong to the one percent that she couldn't remember. "Let me look for it." The girl turned around and looked at the medicine cabinet on the wall. "It's in cabinet number 31, bottom eighteen on the left." The old man put down his pen and looked at Cheng Ming. "These two herbs are rarely used." Cheng Ming smiled and said, "I just need it." "Brother Ming, how much do you want?" Guan Jing asked. “How many do you have?” At this time, Guan Jing was looking through the cabinets and the account books, and soon gave an answer: "There are one catty and two ounces of mountain heartwood, and there are only eight ounces of Wanjinteng." We do have some here, and the inventory is not small, but for a pharmaceutical factory, this amount is nothing. Cheng Ming looked a little disappointed. "Isn't it enough?" "Far from enough." "Ah, what should we do then?" The girl's expression suddenly became calm, as if she was bound to Cheng Ming. Cheng Ming was silent for a moment, then turned to Old Man Guan: "Old Man Guan, I know this is a bit presumptuous, but I still have to ask which manufacturer did you purchase these two medicinal herbs from?" "You know it's rude, but why do you still ask?" The old man glanced at him. But Guan Jing completely ignored what her grandfather said and just flipped through the records in the account book. "found it!" "Neither the mountain heartwood nor the golden vine are purchased from the manufacturers. Instead, they are purchased directly from the herbalists," said Guan Jing. The old official over there shook his head and sighed. What should I do if my granddaughter grows up and her elbows become crooked? "where is it?" "Both Shanxinmu and Wanjinteng are in Chenjia Village, Datian Town, Baicheng." "Okay, thank you very much." Cheng Ming said to the grandfather and grandson. He was about to leave.
"Brother Ming, do you still want these remaining here?" Guan Jing asked. "Yes." Cheng Ming replied. Anyway, since I'm here, I might as well buy as much as I can. Nearly two kilograms of the two kinds of medicinal materials are not a small amount, enough to make one or two batches of medicine. After packing up the two kinds of medicinal herbs, Cheng Ming paid and was about to leave. Guan Jing couldn't help but ask, "Brother Ming, are you going to Chenjia Village to find the herbalist to buy medicine?" "Yes." Cheng Ming replied. "Then can you take me with you? I want to go and take a look too." Guan Jing blinked her big eyes. Cheng Ming was stunned, he didn't expect Guan Jing would ask to follow him, but he didn't care, he was just Old Man Guan. "Anyway, there's nothing to do in the pharmacy right now. It's so boring staying here. I want to go out for a drive." Guan Jing's slightly playful expression is very cute. He turned his head and saw the old official still writing something calmly without saying a word. No objection shall be deemed as consent. "That's fine." Pick up the herbs. The two walked out of the pharmacy together. (End of this chapter)