Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

"Okay, let me tell you how I practiced before. I'm afraid you can't bear this kind of hardship."

After Xiang Zhifeng's repeated requests, Zhao Wenhao, who had originally wanted to get in touch with Xiang Zhifeng, reluctantly agreed to his request.

This way, he could find an excuse to stay in touch with Xiang Zhifeng. Once the relationship matured, he could take the opportunity to propose his own ideas. He believed that by then, everything would fall into place.

Xiang Zhifeng was also very happy to receive Zhao Wenhao's affirmative answer.

Before, he had actually looked down on a peasant like Zhao Wenhao. It wasn't until he saw him using a shoulder pole to carry three people and beat the dark-skinned man and his men to a pulp that he finally began to admire him.

In addition, the other person really helped him a lot, so Xiang Zhifeng finally put aside his usual airs and sincerely wanted to make friends with him.

Along the way, Zhao Wenhao explained the training methods to Xiang Zhifeng. He could probably tell that Xiang Zhifeng was just a passing fad. If he had truly persevered, he wouldn't be in this state now.

Therefore, during this period of time, in addition to explaining, I also learned more from him in order to absorb certain information for my own use.

Now he really needs to know information from all parties.

At around 4:30 in the morning, the train finally arrived at Yangzhou Station.

The two of them went to the police station again with Public Security Shao, and they finally got out at around five in the morning.

"Let's go find a place to have breakfast. I heard that the crab roe buns here are very good. Let's find a place to try them." Xiang Zhifeng waved his hand and was about to leave with Zhao Wenhao.

Unfortunately, Zhao Wenhao still had his own things to do. Besides, carrying two sacks and following Xiang Zhifeng was a bit inappropriate.

So Zhao Wenhao finally rejected his kindness and agreed to get together again when he went to Xuanzhou next time.

Xiang Zhifeng left. He hadn't slept all night, so he wanted to check into a hotel and rest for a while after breakfast.

Zhao Wenhao ate a bowl of wontons on the roadside, asked for directions, and then boarded the bus to the Chinese herbal medicine distribution center.

Zhao Wenhao had lived in Yangzhou since he was born. He went to Guangdong Province and stayed there to develop his career after he was admitted to university.

Therefore, even though it is 1988, Zhao Wenhao still feels very familiar with this land.

"Hey, according to calculations, I should be three years old now. With the changes in time and space, I don't know if I still exist. And my parents, are there really two of them now?"

Along the way, Zhao Wenhao was nervous, and his mind kept recalling the past.

Those familiar streets, familiar people, how are you?

Zhao Wenhao was feeling homesick, and that was exactly the situation. He planned to go to the Chinese herbal medicine distribution center to check out the market, and then, after he had sold all the honeysuckle on his shoulder, he would go back to the streets where he used to live and take a walk.

"We're almost at the Chinese Herbal Medicine Distribution Center. If you want to get off, please walk to the back."

The conductor's loud shout interrupted Zhao Wenhao's thoughts. He shook his head, clearing his mind of all those distracting thoughts, picked up the sack, and walked quickly to the back seat, ready to get off the bus.

In Zhao Wenhao's impression, the Yangzhou Chinese Herbal Medicine Distribution Center was established not long ago. Its overall popularity is still average and it has not been able to attract merchants from all over the country to settle in.

It was not until after 1990, with further reform and opening up, that the entire market began to prosper.

At that time, almost all the retail spaces were sold out, and it was even difficult to find a single space. The first batch of merchants who bought the retail spaces generally made a lot of money.

"Boss, do you want to buy honeysuckle?"

Zhao Wenhao walked into the market casually carrying a sack.

It was still early and most of the businesses had just opened for business. There were very few customers in the entire distribution center.

Seeing that the door of one of the stores had just opened, Zhao Wenhao walked straight in.

He was originally from Yangzhou, so he spoke fluent Yangzhou dialect. This made it difficult for ordinary merchants to deceive him.

"Honeysuckle? Is it dried?"

Listening to Zhao Wenhao's fluent Yangzhou dialect, the boss was a little confused.

Honeysuckle isn't grown in Yangzhou, so most of the people who send it are from other provinces. And people from other provinces don't usually just bring two sacks like this; most often they send a whole truckload.

Perhaps sensing his boss's confusion, Zhao Wenhao immediately put the sack down and explained, "Of course, they're all sun-dried. To be honest, they're absolutely top-notch. This was brought to my house by a distant relative, who lives on Hengshan Road."

After hearing the explanation, the boss suddenly understood.

When buying from this place, of course, everyone orders the goods based on the situation. If they're truly from out of town, these vendors will certainly try to lower the price. It's not easy for outsiders to come here, so it's inevitable that they won't want to sell as soon as possible.

The locals are different, at least when it comes to the price, they are always a little fairer. Of course, if you encounter a ruthless person, that's another story.

The boss didn't say much, but brought a chair and asked Zhao Wenhao to sit down. Then he opened the sack and began to examine the honeysuckle.

Just as Zhao Wenhao said, all the honeysuckle flowers have been naturally dried without a trace of moisture. And the quality is indeed good. At least the boss is quite satisfied.

"Young man, you're our first customer today. So, I won't lie to you. The honeysuckle market is good this year. Our typical purchase price is 14 yuan per kilogram. If you think it's suitable, I'll take it."

The chubby boss put down the sack and even took the initiative to hand Zhao Wenhao a cigarette.

Zhao Wenhao appeared unusually calm on the surface, but his heart was in turmoil.

He had never been in the herbal medicine business before, so he wasn't familiar with the prices. He came here today more to understand the market, not expecting to make much money.

To his surprise, the purchase price here reached 14 yuan per kilogram. You should know that the cost of purchasing it from the village was only 7 yuan per kilogram, which was doubled.

In fact, Zhao Wenhao really doesn't understand the industry this year.

First of all, Minyang Province is located on the coast and has a very developed fishing industry. The main effect of honeysuckle is to clear away heat and detoxify, so in the summer, fishermen who drift on the sea all year round will prepare some honeysuckle.

Secondly, in the early 80s, the purchase price in major producing areas was 10 yuan per kilogram, but by 1988, it had reached a peak of 16 yuan per kilogram. As for the sales price, it rose to 20 yuan per kilogram.

It was not until the second half of 1989 and 1990 that the significant increase in production capacity led to some unsold products.

In 1991, the price of honeysuckle recovered again, and the purchase price reached 12 yuan to 15 yuan per kilogram.

Later, as prices soared, prices also soared.