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

Liu Xia Lian bought a few packs of cigarettes at a small shop at the corner of the street, then drove to a nearby residential area and soon saw a man driving a hand tractor to sell vegetables at the entrance of a small alley. The tractor was full of cabbages and radishes. Although they were all ordinary vegetables, the price was very low in the village, but it would be several times higher in the city.

Liu Xia Lian came over and gave her brother a cigarette: "Brother, are you selling vegetables?"

"Well, selling vegetables, what do you do?"

"I'm delivering goods to someone. There's a vegetable bully blocking the road in the south of the city. Is there a way around it?"

"There are plenty of places. The provincial capital is so big that there are many places to go around. The guy in the south of the city is called Zhang Hu, nicknamed the South City Tiger. He made a fortune by forcing people to buy vegetables and reselling them at high prices. I've also suffered from him. He only gave me five yuan for a truckload of cabbage. It was a wasted trip and not even enough to cover the gas."

"Okay, thank you very much, big brother." Liu Xia Lian turned around and got on the U50, and the engine roared away.

The vegetable seller sighed: "When will I have enough money to buy a car like this? It's really stylish and runs fast."

I found a newspaper stand and bought a map, wrote and drew on it, marked the detour route, and then drove back.

Erya went back to the truck bed to sleep. Daya sat behind Liu Xialian and looked at the map. She looked left and right but didn't understand much. She only knew that these lines were roads.

"Sister, let's get all the villagers here and beat them up. It would be a waste of gas if we take a detour."

Liu Xialian smiled and said, "If outsiders came to the village, the villagers would work together to drive them out, no problem. But this is the provincial capital, five or six hundred miles away from our village, how many people can we call? Besides, we are just selling vegetables to make money, there are too many things we can't control, and we don't want to control. There are bullies everywhere, and they will gradually decrease with the development of society. The main reason is that information flow is not smooth, and ordinary people don't know how to sell vegetables in the city, and most of the time they dare not go to the city to sell vegetables. As a result, vegetables are expensive for city dwellers, rural people can't sell their vegetables, and bullies make a lot of money."

Daya didn't understand either, so she could only sigh. Indeed, this matter was not easy to handle. If we knock down Tiger Brother today, Dragon Brother will come tomorrow. Only when the market is sound and the business entities are diversified can we solve the problem.

In the tide of market change, individuals play a very small role. Only by following the market and catching the trend can you take off.

The journey was really not easy. Although most of the national highway is asphalt, there are many villages and towns along the way. The Type 50 tractor is large and the speed is very slow. We set off at seven o'clock in the morning after breakfast. The maximum distance is 300 kilometers. It was actually three o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at the forest farm. Except for a one-hour break at noon, we did not rest along the way. Fortunately, Liu Xia Lian was in strong body and did not feel tired.

Erya yawned, got up from the truck bed, and looked around: "Wow, we're already at the forest farm, so fast, the provincial capital isn't that far away, right?"

Daya rolled her eyes in anger: "You slept the whole way, so it must feel like time is short."

Erya scratched her head: "There's nothing to do along the way, why not sleep?"

Liu Xia Lian returned the car to the team, and the three of them came to Baishan Tieguodun.

It was 3 o'clock, almost 4 o'clock, lunch was over and dinner hadn't started yet. I didn't know how to greet the new waiter, because the restaurant couldn't kick people out, but the door was clearly closed, so how did they get in?

"Ladies, what would you like to eat?"

Liu Xia Lian wanted to tease her: "I'm very hungry, I want a portion of iron pot stewed catfish and eggplant."

The waitress rolled her eyes and said, "Sister, the cooks in the kitchen are on break, how about I make it for you?"

"You, a waiter, can cook?"

"I definitely can't cook it, but my sister wants to eat it, so I have no choice, right?"

"Forget it, let's get something else, three big bowls of shredded pork noodles."

"Yes, this one is 30 cents. There are free side dishes here, you can help yourself."

Xu Shiba came out and said, "Sister Xia Lian, haven't you eaten yet?"

"I went to the provincial capital yesterday and came back this morning on a tractor. I'm very hungry. See if there's any food left in the big pot. Bring some over."

"Yes, I'll get it."

The waiter asked Xu Shiba in a low voice: "Who is this?"

“This is the big boss.”

After a while, three bowls of shredded pork noodles and two porcelain plates of large pot dishes were served.

Liu Xia Lian, Daya and Erya had a delicious meal.

Xu Shiba seemed to have something to say, but he hesitated.

"Brother Xu, is there something wrong with you? Are you in trouble?"

"No, it's nothing. How can it be difficult for me? There is a comrade, Cui Yongchuan, who practiced Bajiquan before joining the army. After retiring, he worked as a security officer in a machinery factory. Recently, the machinery factory closed down and he lost his job. His father is sick and his children are still young, so he wants to find a job that can make money. He came to me yesterday, but I didn't agree. After all, it's not appropriate for him to work in a restaurant."

"How old are you?"

"He is a few years younger than me, and he is 28 this year. In terms of martial arts, he is better than me, but he is more boring."

Liu Xia Lian nodded: "Where is he? Is he at the forest farm? Let's meet and talk and see what he thinks."

"At the forest farm. I'll call him over right away. He's at the guesthouse."

Xu Shiba rode on a 28-inch bicycle, and soon came over with a man of medium build. He was less than 1.7 meters tall, which is considered short in the north, but his body was quite broad. In the Northeastern dialect, this is called an axle man.

He looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, but Liu Xia Lian thought he was almost forty, with a bronze face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose bridge, big lips, and a clean-shaven beard. He was wearing a blue work suit and stood there, not knowing where to put his hands.

"Sit down, Brother Cui, there are several children at home."

"Just call me Xiao Cui. There are two of us, a boy and a girl."

"That's good. As children grow up, they may need more money, but there's no need to worry. There's still a long way to go."

"Yes, things will get better day by day."

After chatting for a while, Liu Xia Lian got to the point: "Brother Xu also told me about your situation. I welcome you to come, but I don't know what kind of work you want to do. We are currently managing restaurants, fleets, and collecting mountain products to do some small business."

Cui Yongchuan was quite nervous and said shyly: "I am not good at management. I just like to practice boxing and kicking on weekdays. If I have to say my specialty, I can drive a tractor. When I was in the army, I drove a tractor to tow a howitzer."

Liu Xialian was in a dilemma. If he was asked to go into the mountains and risk his life, he would be too old. He would be 30 soon and had a wife and children. He was no longer at the age of risking his life. But if he was asked to be a security guard in a hotel, that was obviously impossible. After all, he was a talent. He needed to be trained to welcome and see off guests. Maybe he could be independent in the future.