Hello, 1983

At noon, Liu Qingshan and his party returned with a full reward.

In the jeep, except for people, the rest of the space was almost filled with waves.

And these are just a drop in the bucket for the waves of trees that have been piled up for thousands of years in Jiangwan.

Qingshan, the rest of the treasures, put them there, they won't be picked up by others, right? If you use them as matches, you'll be blind!

Zhang Guizi couldn't hide his excitement. Liu Qingshan told him just now that when the Master Lu came back, he would take him to Spring City to learn the art of carving.

Although he still doesn't know what carving is, he has been fascinated since he saw these waves, and he has also conceived many ideas in his mind, which he can't wait to realize.

Liu Qingshan smiled, people today have not yet realized the ornamental value of Langmu, who would go all the way to get it home, unless it is full of food.

When he arrived in the village and unloaded everything, Professor Wang happily leaned on his cane named Forward and couldn't put it down.

Liu Qingshan carried the big guy temporarily named Luming and put it in his grandfather's house.

The remaining dozen or so pieces of wave wood were all moved back to their home by Zhang Guizi.

When Liu Qingshan had just put Luming in the courtyard, he heard a commotion outside the courtyard. It turned out that it was the old sister Yang Hongying who was leading the children back.

These little guys all came to get tea eggs very consciously.

Liu Qingshan forgot all about this, but fortunately, the eldest sister Liu Jinfeng remembered that she had already cooked the tea eggs.

The fourth and fifth were also on short legs, and went over to help distribute the eggs, and in the end they happily mixed with the two.

Liu Qingshan took a large brush, brought a bucket, and opened the brush.

Langmu was originally soaked and scoured by river water, and the remaining parts were all grease, so it was not afraid of water at all.

Just as I was brushing up, I heard someone say hello outside the gate: Comrade Xiao Liu, are you busy?

The voice was a bit unfamiliar, Liu Qingshan quickly straightened up and looked over, but it was an old man carrying a pole, and he didn't recognize it for a while.

I'm from Dingjiagou,

Comrade Xiao Liu, we used to pull quack when we were selling mountain goods in the supply and marketing cooperative.

As the old man Ding said, Liu Qingshan just remembered it, and hurriedly went out: Master, you are tired, hurry up and go into the room to drink some water and rest your legs.

Dingjiagou is a small village in the mountains, dozens of miles away from Jiapigou, and I walked over with a pole, it is estimated that I set off early in the morning.

Aren't you tired, Comrade Xiao Liu, do you still accept sheep stomach bacteria?

The old man Ding gently put down the burden he was carrying. It was two soil baskets with bulging small noodle bags in them.

Liu Qingshan was stunned for a moment, then remembered this, and immediately smiled: Yes, of course.

Hearing this, the old man Ding immediately felt relieved, and he ran over all the way.

He invited the old man Ding into the room, poured a bowl of water, Liu Qingshan handed over a filter, but the old man refused.

Master, I told the supply and marketing agency to help me collect it. Why do you still travel more than ten miles.

Liu Qingshan asked strangely.

Old man Ding took a sip of water and wiped the corners of his mouth to understand the truth.

It turned out that the purchasing department of the supply and marketing cooperative said that foreign businessmen do not accept morels.

Although there was a verbal agreement with Liu Qingshan, but Liu Qingshan has been busy picking wild vegetables these days, and he didn't send the money, of course he couldn't collect it on his behalf.

Well, it seems that I have to send some money in the afternoon.

Of course, Liu Qingshan didn't forget about this, but he didn't expect it to be so fast. In less than a week, someone picked a lot of morels and sent them dried.

It seems that he still underestimates the people at this moment, and everyone is really poor and afraid of the desire to make money.

So I used my own weighing plate to weigh the morels from the double-sided bag picked by the old man Ding.

After this thing was dried, it was even more fluffy, and it was less than 30 pounds when added together.

According to the old man Ding, this is the dozen or so families in Dingjiagou, who handed over all the morels that have been dried in the past few days to him.

Liu Qingshan has seen it, these morels are of good quality, so they are purchased as first-class products, after all, they were picked from a long way.

The price of the first-class morels is eleven yuan, just over one yuan is enough for three hundred. Liu Qingshan directly rounded it up for the old man Ding, and counted thirty pieces of the Great Unity.

Holding the thick banknotes in his hand, the old man Ding smiled happily: Comrade Xiao Liu, thank you, thank you!

Master, it's me who thanked you. If I sell it later, I can go directly to the purchase point of the supply and marketing agency, and I can save a lot of time.

Liu Qingshan decided to go to the supply and marketing cooperative in the afternoon to send the money there.

Although this business is in the name of a cooperative, the acquisition funds are all from him, and it is his personal business.

The old man Ding carefully counted the banknotes twice before wrapping them layer by layer with a handkerchief, stuffing them into his personal pockets, and then preparing to leave.

Master, wait, this guy came all the way, no matter how bad he is, he has to eat at my house anyway, if you go back hungry, if it spreads out, everyone will not say that we are Jiapigou people. Not being fair.

Liu Qingshan hurriedly grabbed the old man Ding's arm and pulled him to the house for dinner.

At this time, the folk customs are simple, and it is normal to have a meal at home.

After having lunch together, Liu Qingshan drove the jeep directly to the commune, and then the old man Ding left happily, repeating it many times in his heart:

This kid is so kind!

Liu Qingshan went to the supply and marketing cooperative. When he put the ten-taps together and put them in front of the staff, people were stunned.

Soon even the director of the supply and marketing cooperative was alarmed and called the accountant and cash clerk. Only then did he accept the 10,000 yuan, and then gave Liu Qingshan a receipt.

The director kept saying, You guys are really rich in Jiapigou!

In this regard, Liu Qingshan just smiled: I paid the money.

However, this kind of display is meaningless, so Liu Qingshan did not need to explain, and explained to the two masters who were responsible for collecting the mountain goods, and then he left.

He also thought that, through the documents issued by the county, the acquisition points in the county would be organized to help him collect morels.

But his current net worth is only 20,000 yuan when he is fully calculated. It is estimated that he can support the acquisition of this commune.

Have the appetite, but not the belly.

Just as I was about to get into the jeep, I heard someone shout, Qingshan, come and sit at my place.

Turning his head to see, it turned out to be Secretary Sun of the commune, with a straw hat on his head, looking like he was in trouble.

Secretary Sun, you have something to say.

Full of respect for this secretary Sun Hongtao, Liu Qingshan hurried over to say hello.

After a few chats, I learned that Secretary Sun was going to Shoulin Village to check the picking of wild vegetables. As soon as he returned to the commune, he went here again to check the acquisition.

The acquisition of wild vegetables is a major event in the county, and of course he attaches great importance to it.

After chatting for a while, Secretary Sun turned to the topic: Qingshan, what the hell are you doing in Jiapigou, buying morels alone, have you found another market?

After he finished speaking, he added: You bypass the commune and the county, and make a fortune by yourself. If you put it in a few years ago, you will be cut off as a tail!

Secretary Sun, there is no market for it now. I will contact you later. I don't know what the specific situation is.

Either the county and the commune will take the money together, and if it really loses at that time, don't blame me.

You kid, don't play tricks with me. When have you ever made a loss-making business?

Secretary Sun pointed his finger, this kind of trust, even Liu Qingshan was very pleased, and he kept laughing.

Even so, Secretary Sun didn't dare to be too aggressive. After all, if he messed up something like this, his life would be at risk.

Although his original intention was good, he wanted to create more wealth for the county and the common people.

Qingshan, if you write a report on Morchella, it will be almost the same as the plan you wrote, and then I will submit it to the county. As for the final decision, it will be decided by the county.

After some deliberation, Secretary Sun finally came up with the safest way.

Well, Liu Qingshan has no reason to refuse, even if the morels produced by Qingshan Commune are wrapped by him, there are several other communes.

It is best that the county can also invest in the acquisition. In that case, it will be easier to make a move.

After all, the less things there are, the harder it is to sell. Maybe he can catch a ride in the county to save himself from selling.

After discussing this matter, Liu Qingshan drove back, and when he was halfway, he saw three people in front of him, walking forward.

This road leads to Jiapigou, and Liu Qingshan honked the horn twice from behind, ready to ask them to take a ride.

As a result, the old man walking at the front turned his head sharply, his eagle-like eyes, looking at Liu Qingshan through the window glass.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help shaking his hands and almost drove the jeep into the ditch: Why is he here again?

The jeep stopped with one foot of the brakes, and then carefully looked at the remaining two young people, Liu Qingshan could not help but secretly relieved: fortunately, they are all male.

Hai Dagui led the two juniors, took a few steps back, and came to the jeep.

Looking at Liu Qingshan who came out of the car door, Mr. Hai shook his head slightly: You don't drive very well, you almost turned into a ditch.

Isn't it more exciting to see you old?

Liu Qingshan greeted warmly.

He is not afraid of Old Man Hai, but of his granddaughter, Hai Mingzhu, a girl who is enthusiastic, bold and unpretentious.

The three of them all got into the jeep and chatted while walking. Only then did Liu Qingshan figure out that the old man Hai was anxiously waiting at home, so he went to Heixiazitun to inquire about the news.

They also brought two juniors here to learn the cultivation techniques of black fungus.

As for Haimingzhu, it has been sent to a large reservoir on the other side of the capital, and really went to learn freshwater pearl farming.

Xiaoshanzi, you are so inauthentic, you buy wild vegetables here, why don't you call our village, dry vegetables, etc., we can still ship them out.

When Old Man Hai was in Bishui County, he heard about this incident, so he was full of grievances, and now he finally found a target to vent.

Liu Qingshan was also wronged: Master, do you have a phone number in your village?

The old man Hai was speechless, and his eyes widened: Anyway, you should inform us!

I wrote a letter a long time ago, but I don't know when you will receive it. Liu Qingshan couldn't afford to offend the old man Hai, so he stopped arguing with him.

That's more or less.

The old man Hai nodded, and then took out another piece of paper from his pocket:

This is my granddaughter's current address. When you are fine, Xiaoshanzi, write more letters to Mingzhu, you young people, you need more...

Before he could finish speaking, he saw the jeep drawing a dragon and rushed straight to the side of the road.

The old man Hai was also shocked: I'll just say you kid, this driving skill is too bad!