Reborn in Changbai Mountain, I rely on my divine eyes to dig ginseng and hunt

In the afternoon, we trained on firearms and rifle shooting. There was a male instructor in the team who looked down on Liu Xia Lian.

Liu Xialian fired ten bullets, hitting 97 rings on the 56-meter target, shocking the whole audience, who fell into complete silence, followed by cheers from the audience. She used a semi-automatic rifle, which had a powerful firepower, but it was difficult to hit accurately.

Captain Zhang asked: "Are you really a forest ranger? How can you shoot so accurately?"

"You usually shoot at targets, I usually shoot wild boars and rabbits, now I shoot at fixed targets, so naturally I am very accurate."

Liu Xialian did not offer any new ideas about shooting, and it was enough to follow the existing training. Uncle Yang had made it very clear when he asked her to come, that the main training was grappling and fighting, and that other things were not her job.

In the evening, in the hotel room, women always like to buy large and small bags when shopping. Li Damei is no exception. She went to three shopping malls today and bought shoes, clothes, notebooks and pens.

After dinner, Li Damei waited for more than two hours but Liu Xia Lian still didn't come back. She became a little anxious, but there was no way to do anything these days because she didn't have a mobile phone and couldn't contact her at any time.

Just then there was a knock on the door: "Damei, open the door."

"Oh, sister, you're finally back."

Damei opened the door and saw Liu Xialian walking in with her legs swaying.

"What's up, sister? Are you on a date?"

"What kind of meeting is this? We were practicing the Black Dragon Eighteen Moves this afternoon, and we did the splits really well. We haven't had any high-intensity training recently."

Li Damei burst out laughing: "Haha, you are just pretending to be big. You are old and weak now. Be more careful next time and don't be so stubborn."

"I won't take this kind of job again. I'm still thinking of getting a hundred dollars for nothing. It's not that good. I have to come one day every month."

"Sister, have you eaten yet? I bought Daokou roast chicken and braised pig's trotters."

"I've eaten, but after hearing what you said, I want to eat half a roast chicken again."

I was training female soldiers today and the amount of exercise was too much. I tore half a roast chicken and ate it in one gulp, leaving my mouth full of grease.

"Oh, it's too difficult. I want to eat if I don't want to, but I'm afraid of getting fat if I eat. What can I do?"

After Liu Xia Lian finished her muttering, she went to the bathroom to wash up. She was tired after a long day and was about to fall asleep when there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Damei asked.

"I'm the front desk lady."

Damei opened the door and the lady who delivered meals in the morning came over, followed by a beautiful woman in her twenties.

"This is my daughter, she's a reporter at the provincial radio station. It's Women's Day soon, and my daughter is going to write an interview column, so she came here to ask you."

The girl at the front desk was really good-looking, in her early twenties, about one meter tall, and even in a big cotton-padded jacket she still looked very slim, with willow-shaped eyebrows, phoenix eyes, and a hanging nose. Her long, slender hands were pure white, without any excess flesh. She held a notebook and a fountain pen in her hands, carried a simple briefcase, and wore a pair of thick-soled snow boots.

"Oh, come in, come in and talk." Damei invited the two into the room.

The female reporter asked calmly, "Did you really grow green peppers?"

Damei pointed to the box next to her and said, "Here are some samples. I was a bit busy today and didn't take care of them. I plan to go to the market to look for customers tomorrow."

Liu Xia Lian had been lying in bed, and then she got up again.

"Provincial radio station, which column?" Liu Xia Lian asked.

Damei pointed at Liu Xialian and said, "This is my sister Xialian. She planted it. You have to interview her for details."

The reporter said: "My name is Xie Yuxin, and I work on the agricultural science and technology program team of the provincial radio station."

"Yes, I have. I am a regular listener of your program, I listen to it every day."

"Can I do a quick interview with you?"

Liu Xialian nodded: "Sure."

The lady at the front desk said, "You guys are busy, I'll go down first."

Yuxin took out a notebook and a pen. There was no need for the radio station to record the interview, so they did a question-and-answer interview.

"Hello, where are you from? Where do you grow your vegetables?"

"I am from Lijiatun, Linchang Town, Yuanshan County, Changbai Mountain. We have about 20 mu of vegetables planted in our village, and the area will increase gradually."

Question: "Can I ask how you grow green peppers?"

Answer: "The greenhouse is a plastic greenhouse with a stove added for heating, and the temperature rises very quickly. I not only grow green peppers here, but also watermelons, melons, and prickly ash. I am also growing cucumbers, tomatoes, leeks, etc."

Q: "Greenhouses require coal, so the cost is very high. Will the market be able to accept the price of greenhouse vegetables?"

A: "It is still in the experimental stage. We have only invested money but have not yet made any profit. But I think we should not ask about the profit first when doing things. If we do things well, the profit will come naturally."

"You said it very well. Do the work first and talk about the benefits later. We should have a long-term vision. Are there any difficulties in planting?"

"Of course there is. Greenhouse cultivation requires technology the most. We must abandon some of the incorrect practices in the past, learn more about agricultural technology, and rely on technology to achieve a good harvest."

A simple interview transcript is probably only about six or seven hundred words.

Yu Xin finished writing and looked at her watch. It was half past nine. She felt a little embarrassed: "Oh, Sister Xia Lian, I'm sorry. I was so busy interviewing that I forgot to check the time. I'm sorry to bother you guys."

"It's okay, it's okay, Yuxin is too polite."

"Okay, I'll go home first. I'll report to the leader at the station tomorrow. I want to apply for a field interview."

Liu Xia Lian winked at Damei, and Damei took out a clothes bag and filled it with green peppers.

"Sister Yuxin, take it." Liu Xia Lian handed the bag to Yuxin.

Yu Xin quickly shook her hands: "No, no, no, you can't take other people's things."

"No, tomorrow when you go to the station and tell your boss that someone in the village at the foot of Changbai Mountain has grown fresh vegetables, what will your boss think?"

"The leader will definitely say that it is impossible."

"That's right, so you must bring something real. If he doesn't believe it, let him see it. If possible, you can go back with us, so you don't have to go by yourself and find the way."

"Sister Xia Lian is really thoughtful. Okay, I'll come over tomorrow at noon."

"Okay, Damei and I will wait for you here. You can be our tour guide and take us to taste the food in the provincial capital."

"Of course, of course. I will come regardless of whether the leader approves or not."

Yuxin went back happily, having discovered a leader in the field of agricultural technology, which was something very worth reporting.

Li Damei was still a little hesitant, and lowered her head in silence for a while: "Sister, although such a report will open up the market, others will also imitate it."