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

Mother took Liu Xia Lian and came to the old house with a flashlight. After opening the door, Dahuang wagged its tail to greet its owner. It was the dog that stayed here to guard at night.

Patting the dog's head, he said, "Thank you for your hard work, Da Huang. You seem a little too lonely. I'll find some companions for you some other day."

After unlocking the door of the warehouse, there was a mountain of corn inside. This year, 20 mu of land was planted. Apart from paying the public grain, the remaining kilograms were not sold. The price was too cheap. Nine cents a kilogram, a two-liang pancake was sold for ten or twenty cents, a kilogram of corn was only this little money, it was really heartbreaking, mainly because the public grain was paid for the first-class grain, and the remaining grain in the hands of the farmers was not considered to be fine.

The mother said helplessly: "I feel that raising pigs is still very wasteful. It has only been a short time and they have eaten a lot of things. Dozens of pumpkins at home were eaten up in a blink of an eye, and dozens of cabbages were also eaten up."

"You can eat them, but wild boars can tolerate roughage and have strong disease resistance, so the profit will definitely be high. Don't worry. When I make a fortune in the future, I will buy you a horse to ride."

"You think I can't ride a horse? I actually rode a horse when I was young."

"Mom, we have a deal. You provide the corn and the labor. I'll provide the other materials. When we sell the wild boar, we'll each split the proceeds in half."

"Okay, I'll do the work. When you're too busy and need to hire someone else, you have to pay for it. I won't take any responsibility."

"No problem, it's settled. Let's go and see the piglets."

The wild boar pen is specially made, up to two and a half meters high, with a welded iron door, and is connected to other pig pens by a fence.

When the flashlight shone, the wild boar grunted in warning, and my mother picked up a bamboo pole and started beating it.

"I feed you food every day, but you still don't recognize me. You deserve a beating."

The boar became obedient after being beaten. This is actually a strategy. After all, it is a wild boar. It was scared by being beaten when it was young, so it will not cause trouble when it grows up.

A dozen or so black sows nearby were also very scared when they saw the wild boar being beaten. They hid in a corner of the pig house and dared not move.

What is surprising is that the black sow weighing about 50 kilograms grew very fast when it was bought. It has grown up visibly in just ten days and has even become friends with the wild boar. In other words, we should be able to see piglets in four or five months.

The time of production is indeed a little early, mainly because the piglets these days do not have proper feed and grow slowly.

"Pumpkins and Chinese cabbages are just a small matter. There are plenty in the village. We'll harvest 500 kilograms tomorrow, and then continue harvesting after we've fed the pigs."

After all, there are more than 200 households in a village, so there is enough cabbage. Cabbages are two cents a pound. As long as you collect them, countless people will give them to you. There are a total of 16 pigs, and how many cabbages can they eat a day? At most seven or eight. Vegetables can only be auxiliary, and the real role is still the food.

"Mom, take good care of them. Next year, these pigs can be sold for at least 40,000 or 50,000 yuan. The profit is much higher than you think."

The mother said in disbelief: "Just brag. I'll be satisfied if I can make some pig manure without losing money. Let's go, let's go home and sleep. We have to get up early tomorrow to store corn stalks."

The next morning, it was past eleven o'clock when Liu Xia Lian and Li Damei returned to the village. The fish were delivered very quickly, but Li Damei had to save money and buy clothes to waste time.

Mother looked at the cart full of military coats and stared at Liu Xia Lian with wide eyes: "Xia Lian, is there something wrong with your ears? I asked you to buy two military coats for your brother and sister for the winter, why did you buy so many? Come on, leave quickly."

"I bought you one too. Come and try it on." Liu Xia Lian took one and asked her mother to try it on. The material was really good. Even at a height of 1.65 meters, the top reached her ankles.

Three good, pure cotton, washable cotton coats, for Liu Dongxue, Liu Jingwen, and my mother. In addition, there are 23 cotton coats, all of which are extended lengths, also reaching the ankles, but they cannot be washed.

"These are bought for the five-guarantee households in the village. Winter is coming soon, so let these elderly people have a good winter too."

Mother looked at Liu Xialian and said, "You must have made a fortune, but you didn't tell me."

"I'm telling you, the whole village knows about it, so I can't tell you."

Liu Xia Lian and Li Damei drove a mule cart straight to the village brigade headquarters, where the village chief was chatting and bragging with several team leaders.

"Whoa." After stopping the mule cart, Liu Xia Lian shouted, "Fifth Uncle, I bought the cotton coat."

The village chief hurried out of the yard, looking surprised: "Xia Lian, you really bought this."

"I can joke with you about this. Spitting is a nail. We agreed yesterday. Can I not buy it?"

The village chief picked one up and said in surprise, "Xia Lian, you are really willing to spend money. This is a pure cotton long version, 11 yuan a piece, 50 cents more expensive than Maotai. You have solved a big problem. I was worried about this. Last winter, a five-guarantee household froze to death, and my superiors almost killed me. He drank too much and fell into the snow, so you can't blame me. Oh, I won't say anymore."

Actually, eleven yuan was the price at the big supply and marketing cooperatives. Now that the market has been liberalized, Liu Xia Lian bought the same goods through a private dealer at a preferential price of only nine yuan. Of course, these things could not be known to the village chief.

"Well, Uncle Li, I need your help to find a big mule that can pull the cart and can do the work right away."

The village chief was a little surprised: "Didn't you just buy your big mule not long ago? Why do you want to buy another mule?"

"It's not enough. We used to only deliver fish, but now we have added mountain products. Thank you for your hard work every day. This cigarette is the deposit I gave you. I will give you the brokerage fee after I find a mule." Liu Xia Lian handed over a pack of Renshen cigarettes. This cigarette is expensive, 65 cents a box, almost the same as Huazi.

"Okay, I got it. I'll find one for you in the next two days. I guarantee it can do the job. There's no money involved in our relationship. Just a few packs of cigarettes will do. It's not right for your uncle to run errands for you."

The village chief took the cigarette and did not hide it. He shared it with several team leaders on the spot. This was the extra money he earned as a cattle and horse broker, and others had nothing to say.

The whole village, except for the village office, has electricity, and there is a loud speaker:

"Hello, hello, this village has raised funds from various sources to solve the wintering problem for the five-guarantee households. An enthusiastic villager, Comrade Liu Xialian, donated 23 long cotton-padded coats, one for each of the five-guarantee households. They are all waiting at home. If you run around and miss them, they will be gone."

After shouting three times in a row, they began to distribute cotton coats according to the list.

The people in Lijiatun were relatively scattered, so they were divided into five groups, who started distributing cotton coats.

Liu Xialian and Li Damei took four items and began distributing them according to the names on the form. The first household was Li Laopao.

This old man named Li is seventy-three years old. He was a very powerful man when he was young. He hunted bears and killed Siberian tigers. But his wife and children starved to death twenty years ago, leaving him alone.