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

Liu Xia Lian brought more than ten pounds of pork from home. When she returned to the greenhouse, Professor Huang was still teaching his students.

Reporter Xie found a shade under a tree and was taking a nap. It was already past one o'clock and he was hungry and sleepy.

"Hey, hey, the sleeping beauty wake up."

Xie Yuxin looked up and said, "Sister Xia Lian, where have you been? You said you were going to look for me."

"I went home and got some meat. Come over and help me make a big pot of food for my classmates."

There is a big iron pot in the greenhouse, and cabbage, tofu and vermicelli are prepared.

Just as the class was about to start, Professor Huang ended the get out of class.

"Director Liu, please let me and my students do it. We can do it ourselves and have enough food and clothing."

"Ok."

Professor Huang is really good, and he has students with good cooking skills. One of the seniors came out, heated up the oil in a wok, first fried the fat until fragrant, then added the lean meat, and then fried the cabbage until it was raw, added tofu and vermicelli, and simmered it over low heat.

This is what an agricultural expert should be like, able to work in the fields, eat in the fields, and be able to distinguish between leeks and wheat seedlings.

Professor Huang was holding a porcelain bowl, eating a big pot of food and a corn bun, and said to Liu Xialian: "Director Liu, I have decided that your place will be the internship base of our college in the future. Every year, we will send some students here to learn and practice. Agricultural science must return to its roots, and the research is not about some lofty topics. The purpose is very simple, to let the people have food and vegetables. When we see the benefits, the purpose is achieved. Any deviation from this purpose is nonsense."

"That's okay, no problem."

After dinner, the group continued to study how to make tomatoes more productive. Tomatoes have always been a popular vegetable with a good market price, but it is not easy to grow them in high yields.

"Sister, sister, I finally found you. Why don't you come home for dinner?" Erya ran over and held Liu Xia Lian's arm tightly.

"Er Ya, have you eaten yet?"

"I'll eat at your house. Come on, I'll show you my precious garden."

Erya was jumping and skipping in front, and took Liu Xia Lian back to their home backyard, where they had fenced off an acre-sized area filled with dead tree trunks, on which grew dense wood ear mushrooms.

"Sister, this is my fungus garden."

"Oh my god, there must be hundreds of them. Where did you find them?"

"You and Daya went out these few days. I was alone at home with nothing to do, so I took three hunting dogs and went up the mountain to look for tree stumps every day. I found several roots a day, and this is how it was formed."

"Erya is amazing. Are you splashing water on her every day? It's hard to keep her alive."

"Well, I pour water every day. There is a well at home."

If the quantity is small, it’s ok to use a ladle to pour it, but if you worry too much, it will be tiring.

"I'll buy you a backpack sprayer someday so you can spray water with less effort."

The next day, Zhao Hua came to propose marriage with a gift money. The gift money had to be placed on a tray. According to Zhao Hua, it could not be placed like an ordinary person's gift, as a hundred yuan was too little, so he directly put one thousand and one yuan, meaning he would pick the best one from a thousand.

But Liu Xialian disagreed no matter what. If you do so much and let other girls learn from you, how can other men survive? Not everyone is as rich as you, Zhao Hua. Most men need two months to earn a hundred yuan. You can't give as much money as you want in private, and you can't drive up prices and disrupt the market.

Liu Xialian and Zhao Hua's engagement was very low-key. After all, it was not a wedding, so most people were not informed. Relatives from both sides had a meal together, and Liu Xialian's family hosted three tables of banquets. The Zhao family did not do much either, just two tables.

Three days later at noon, Liu Xia Lian and her cat Liu were eating stew in an iron pot when they heard loud gongs and drums outside, as if someone was beating a big drum.

Assistant Xiao Ma came in and said, "Director, Mao Mao Liu's parents are here and are at the entrance of the hotel."

"That's great! This little ancestor is causing so much trouble. He eats delicious food every day. Let's send him away quickly."

When Liu Xialian came out with the child, Xiao Dong and his colleagues from the provincial capital came with six southerners. The first one was a man in his thirties, not very tall, about 1.7 meters. Next to him was his wife, who was about 27 or 28 years old, smart and capable. They both looked a little haggard, with bloodshot eyes. Behind them were four big men, all about 1.7 meters tall, who were obviously martial artists and had made preparations.

Maomao Liu got down from Liu Xialian's arms and pounced over.

"Mom, dad."

The couple held their child and cried, tears and snot running.

Boss Chen also came over and explained the situation to Liu Xia Lian.

"This child is called Chen Zilong. His father is Chen Guoqing and his mother is Zhang Kangmei. The child was playing in the playground at the entrance of the village and was lost half a month ago. Unexpectedly, he ran to Baishan, thousands of kilometers away. This time, their family is reunited, thanks to you."

"You can't say that. I just did it casually. They are lucky and the police officers of the Station Front Police Station are dedicated to serving the people. I can't take credit for it."

Boss Chen had a wicked smile on his face. He knew that Liu Xialian was superstitious and didn't want to interfere with other people's karma. Even if someone had no money to treat an illness and needed money to save their life, they would find Liu Xialian. Liu Xialian was just lending money to people, not giving it to them. Of course, if you didn't pay it back, she wouldn't take it, but so far, everyone she met was loyal and righteous, and no one had refused to pay it back.

After the three of them finished crying, Chen Guoqing took Zhang Kangmei and came over to bow to Liu Xialian, saying in stiff Mandarin: "Thank you for your generosity and for reuniting our family."

Liu Xialian hurriedly supported him: "This is all due to the blessing of you and your wife. I just did it for the sake of convenience. If you want to thank someone, thank the government. The police station in front of the station has done a lot of things, often working sixteen or seventeen hours a day."

Chen Guoqing said: "I have to thank everyone. I have to thank everyone. It happened to be time for dinner. The child has been found, and my husband and I are relieved. We haven't had a good meal for half a month. Today I will treat you and we will have a good meal here."

Li Ganzi and Xie Ersao went to the door to welcome everyone in.

Two tables were opened, one for Liu Xialian, Chen Guoqing, Zhang Kangmei and Boss Chen, and one for Xiao Dong, his colleagues and the four Guangdong guys.

Mrs. Xie took the menu and asked the customer to order with a smile.

Chen Guoqing was in Northeast China for the first time and didn't know anything about the local customs. He ordered goose stewed in an iron pot, chicken stewed with mushrooms, catfish stewed with eggplant, and pork ribs stewed with oil beans. Both tables followed this order.

Boss Chen reminded him, "You've ordered too much. Northeastern cuisine is different from ours. The portions are very large and you can't finish it at all."

Chen Guoqing was very excited and said, "We are not short of money. Today, our beloved son is found and our family is reunited. Let's celebrate and thank Liu Xialian and you for your help. Northeastern people are open-minded and we can't let people say that Guangdong people are stingy."