Chapter Seventeen: Trading Companies

  After returning to the Yang's house, he slept until dawn and got up early the next day to find an unsettling atmosphere in the air. Yang Wenbin was standing silently in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, speechless towards the sky, and faint shouts could be heard from the direction of the street.

  "Last night, the Japanese army began attacking Shanhai Pass." Just then, Yang Wenbin said with a sorrowful and indignant tone.

  Yang Feng sighed, what was bound to happen has finally happened.

  "I just don't understand, in such a big China, why are we always being bullied by others?" Tears welled up in Yang Wenbin's eyes.

  What a big China, where is the big China? Guangdong belongs to Chen Jitang, Guangxi belongs to Li Zongren, Yunnan belongs to Long Yun, and Guizhou belongs to who? Wang Jialie? I don't know if it's still the case now. Sichuan belongs to Liu Xiang, Xikang belongs to his father, going north, Qinghai is one, Ningxia is one, Xinjiang has a Sheng Shicai, Shaanxi's Yang Hucheng is relatively honest, but this honest man did the most dishonest thing in the end. Shanxi belongs to Yan Xishan, his son-in-law Fu Zuoyi is still in Suiyuan, Chahar doesn't need to be mentioned, in North China provinces except Shandong which belongs to Han Fuqu, other places are controlled by Zhang Xueliang, these are all vassals, they all have their own troops, if they want to listen to Chiang Kai-shek's words, they will listen, if not, they will rebel against him, anyway, they have rebelled countless times.

  How many provinces are directly under Chiang's control? No more than Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Fujian, Hunan and Hubei. Even so, a certain party has dug a hole in the heart of these places, otherwise why would Old Chiang desperately fight bandits, in his own backyard, right next to his bed!

  Yang Feng certainly didn't have the mood to accompany him here to express his patriotic feelings, he had to hurry up and attend to his business.

  As soon as Yang Feng heard that he was going to start a trading company, Liu Haifeng immediately sent someone to help him. This middle-aged man named Li Mingde was an old hand in the business world, and with his help, Yang Feng could basically sit back and enjoy the benefits, as money paved the way and all the formalities were completed in one day.

  Wangfujing rented a few office buildings, then found workers to decorate them. By the time Yang Feng left, he could sit in his own boss's office. Then he gave the company a very tacky name: Jinyuan Business and Trade.

  Yang Feng handed over all matters of opening a company to Li Mingde and started his large-scale ginseng procurement again.

  This thing is not afraid of more, everyone knows that modern wild ginseng has basically been dug out, let alone tens or hundreds of kilograms, even if you pull back a stele, it will be instantly overwhelmed in the sea of people.

  To be honest, Yang Feng never believed that a piece of grass root like a dried radish could have such great effects, but since someone was willing to pay for it, he was more than happy to make money.

  Find the old boss Wang again, no need to say much, just one sentence, at the price of last time plus 30%, as long as the quality is guaranteed, Yang Feng will take whatever he can get.

  However, even so, the final acquisition quantity was still not satisfactory to him, with a total of just over 30 kilograms.

  "Yang brothers, to be honest with you, this is already the limit of what pharmacies in Beiping can offer. The Japanese have occupied Northeast China, and they control most of the sources of goods, so they dictate the prices. That's why we're not too willing to buy more. Most of what we have on hand are leftovers from before, and we need to keep some for ourselves, so that's all we can offer." Old Wang said with a apologetic face.

  "This brother understands, I still have a few Chinese patent medicines there, I'll bring some back for you to try the effect." Yang Feng said.

  Get some Zhēn Tiān Wán, Liu Wei Dì Huáng Wán, Huì Rén Shèn Bǎo and so on, it's also a way to promote the culture of our motherland. Besides, these things are the safest, no matter how they are sold, there will be no problem with bad interpretation.

  Traditional Chinese medicine is vast and profound, how can those foreigners understand it?

  "What's this so-called Chinese medicine of yours, Yang brothers?" Old Wang asked with some doubt.

  "It's just making traditional Chinese medicine into pills, tablets and liquid medicine like Western medicine. Some of my friends think that our traditional Chinese medicine has been bullied in recent years, mainly because it can't be mass-produced like Western medicine, and the preparation of medicinal herbs is related to the doctor's craftsmanship without accuracy. So they tried to make several prescriptions of traditional Chinese medicine on a large scale, just like Tongrentang and Yunnan Baiyao." Yang Feng said casually.

  "Old Wang, Old Wang! What's wrong with you?" He was saying this when he lowered his head and found Old Wang lying on the ground.

  Can't faint, thinking that his own small pharmacy actually has the possibility of rivaling Tongrentang, and he can achieve a reputation like Qu Huanzhang's, Old Wang didn't directly slap him away is already not bad.

  Yang Feng quickly drove the truck back to modern times, at this time Shanhai Pass had already fallen, but the Northeast Army finally made a good fight, holding off the Japanese army for three days, two battalions were completely wiped out.

  After capturing Shanhai Pass, the Japanese army considered the main force of the Northeast Army in the Pingjin area to be dead, and then boldly marched on Rehe.

  Actually, at this time, Rehe had become an abandoned child. Whether it was Zhang Xueliang or Chiang Kai-shek, their foothold was the Great Wall line, and the various armies outside the pass could only let them fend for themselves. This can be seen from the reinforcements sent to Tang Yulin, whose only reinforcement troops were Sun Dianying's bandit gang.

  It's not that Yu Da can't blame him, later Tang Yulin fled without a fight, to say that he was really scared is a bit embarrassing, the oil pot money-making Tang Dahu is also considered a hero, even if he has been rich and noble for a long time, his tiger-like spirit still exists, after all, he is the military god of the Northeast Army.

  Since you've made it clear that I'm the scapegoat, from the Northeast Army to the National Government, then don't blame me for not being generous enough. Of course, this is from a personal perspective. If we're talking about national justice, this guy should indeed be punished, after all, he lost an entire province without firing a single shot.

  Back in modern times, Yang Feng found that he also needed to set up a trading company here, as there were too many things he needed to do. Buying 30,000 sets of military uniforms from the market was no longer suitable, it's better to order directly from the manufacturer. Moreover, the green camouflage in northern China during winter was too eye-catching. Whenever Yang Feng thought of the PLA soldiers wearing green camouflage and driving green tanks on snowy grounds for training on TV, he couldn't help but want to laugh. Now that it was his turn, he definitely couldn't do this.

  But all these have to wait until I've finished shopping, down jackets, thermal underwear and bicycles are all in large orders, if I don't bring them back, those crazy women will probably scratch themselves to death.

  In addition, there is Liu Haifeng's bicycle, ten more heavy-duty ones that he sold out in just two days. This batch doesn't need to be a complete vehicle, but rather disassembled parts to take back and assemble themselves, and try to bring as many as possible.

  Also, there's the sale of ginseng. This time he didn't dare take it all out, probably because even if he did, that Lin would not have been able to eat it all, and besides, it would be too shocking to hear, easily scaring him into being like Wang Boss.

  Yang Feng thought for a moment and finally only took out five kilograms, leaving the rest temporarily in the car. Even so, it made General Lin anxious to scratch his ears, he didn't have enough funds on hand and wasn't willing to let go, so Yang Feng kindly waited for him for two days before he managed to scrape together the money.