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

The reputation of the clinic became even more famous after this incident, but of course, it didn't need to be improved. Patients lined up every day. If there was no limit on the number of patients, there would be a hundred people a day. There was no choice but to put up a sign at the entrance of the clinic, saying that it only treated difficult and complicated diseases. People with common colds and fevers could go to the hospital.

Zhao Hua drove and took Liu Xialian back to Lijiatun. Liu Xialian came to the mountain to check the growth of wild vegetables and her own blueberry garden. Blueberries need to be pruned. If there are too many branches and too dense, the ventilation and lighting are not good, and there are too many fruits, the quality of the fruit will be rotten. It happened that there was nothing important to do, so she arranged to prune the blueberry garden while collecting wild vegetables.

The six new Orlov horses were also settled in, and the horse trainers at the stable were all stunned.

It was the first time he saw horses more beautiful than the Arabian horses, all satin white, pure and flawless. Leading the horses was a stallion, 1.7 meters tall with its shoulders, its head held high, its ears pointed, and its body as white as jade. Zhao Hua named it White Jade Horse.

The personality of the White Jade Colt is completely different from that of the Arabian Horse. It is really docile and will not be aggressive unless it is irritated. You don't have to worry too much if you pull its tail.

The horse trainer asked, "Boss Zhao, what is the origin of this horse? Tell us about it. If someone comes to buy it, we will be embarrassed again."

"This horse is different from Mongolian horses and Arabian horses. It is artificially bred. It is said to be a breed that is a cross between Arabian horses and Don horses. It was shaped on the grasslands of the Great Bear Country. Its characteristics are cold resistance and gentle temperament. This horse is also called a trotting horse. It walks very fast and has great strength. It is more practical than the Arabian horse. I will print a painted advertisement and hang it at the door of the stable. When customers come, I will let them see the introduction."

Zhao Hua's thinking was still very clear. To make money, he had to go the high-quality route. He would ensure purebred breeding of the Arabian horse and develop it into dozens of horses in a few years. He would train a group of excellent geldings and sell them to the interior. It would not be a problem to sell one horse for hundreds of thousands, and it would be easy to get it.

The same is true for the Orlov Trotter, which was first bred as a purebred and then crossbred with stallions and other breeds of horses. People buy horses today for their appearance, and they are not ancient warriors. They can ride a few dozen miles in the wild at most, so this is not a problem.

Zhao Hua shook his head and sighed: "Although the horse farm is good, it takes a long time to develop. Our large horse farm will not be able to survive for more than ten years."

Liu Xialian smiled and said, "The longer I wait, the more anxious I get. I can earn a lot every year just from breeding with other breeders. I'll just develop slowly and live my life day by day. I'll finish sowing my 7,000 mu of forest ginseng this year and I'll want to harvest it in 20 years. I'm not in a hurry at all. I'll just plant it and who knows what will happen in the future."

"That's true, take your time."

"I've been building a cowshed in the forest farm these days and can't come back. You can buy 20 or 30 female donkeys to support my uncles, cousins ​​and brothers back home. Give them all on credit and pay them back in three years."

"Well, aren't you worried that they won't return it?"

"My grandparents died early, and my dad grew up with the help of his three uncles who provided him with sweet potato pancakes and pickled vegetables. Later, it was his eldest uncle who helped him join the army. There is no perfect life. Now my dad is successful and famous, but he can't forget his old brothers. His salary is limited, so I have to do these things. Originally, it would be okay to send them directly, but who has more and who has less, which caused disputes. After careful consideration, I decided to give them on credit. I don't care whether they pay me back or not."

Zhao Hua nodded: "No problem, but donkeys can never work as well as horses. Why not send a batch of Mongolians?"

"No, we don't have the habit of using horses in my hometown. We are not familiar with the characteristics of horses and are likely to be kicked by them. Besides, mules are the most expensive in the market there. We sent two male horses last year. They just happened to give birth to mules. We can find time to do it. Your newly bought big tractor just happens to come in handy. Tomorrow I will ask the cashier of the factory to give you 500,000 yuan, and you can keep the rest of the money for raising horses."

"Okay, I understand. I'll get it done in the next few days."

Because the profit from the plane change was too much, the net profit was close to 90 million, and 5 million was paid to the county in taxes and 5 million was sponsored to the Department of Commerce. In addition, the railway and road transportation, etc., did not cost 90 million in total, and the net profit was too high. But don't worry, the accountant in the factory has a way, that is, to increase the cost, glass cans are easy to damage, and fresh prickly ash sprouts are easy to damage. Not to mention the transportation fees and tolls in various places, which are bottomless pits, and no one can find out how much money has been spent. The tax collected is collected based on the assessment.

Liu Xialian is now worried about the 70 to 80 million yuan of money lying on the books. Too much money is easy to be targeted by some bad guys. There are too many such things, so there is another important task this year, which is to convert the money into projects, vehicles, and real estate. The kimchi factory is a cooperative on the surface, because there are hundreds of farmers, but the farmers only hand in vegetables and get money, so it is essentially a private enterprise, which is relatively easy to operate and does not have so many processes. The purchase of wild vegetables this spring should be able to spend most of the money. It can be imagined that dozens of nearby villages will have an additional income of tens of millions, and the economy of the entire county will develop by leaps and bounds, because money will flow, and the faster it flows, the more developed the economy will be.

The wild vegetables in Changbai Mountain are like dumplings, with prickly ash and fern being the two major items. In the countryside, except for those who go to school and cannot walk, almost all the others go out to harvest. Each village has its own forest for harvesting. The forest is close to the village, has roads, is not easy to get lost, and has few wild animals.

However, the exclusive forests have been dug up too hard, and those who want to make more money have to go deep into Changbai Mountain. Therefore, every year at this time, some people are eaten by wild animals, or fall into deep pits or mountains and die. Perhaps this is fate. If you enjoy beating roe deer with a stick and scooping fish with a ladle, you have to accept the reality that wolves and bears are everywhere.

At its peak, the purchase volume of prickly ash and bracken was more than 100,000 kilograms, and the expenditure alone was 20,000 to 30,000 yuan. The fleet went to the provincial capital, Fengtian, and Liancheng every day, increasing the horsepower to transport, and also transported to Pengcheng and Port City by cold chain train.

Early this morning, in Liujia Village, my hometown in Shandong.

At my uncle’s house.

The eldest uncle, the second uncle, the third uncle, the fifth uncle, the sixth uncle, my cousins ​​Guangshen and Guangfu, and all the old brothers are there, some are sharpening their knives, some are boiling water.

A big fat pig weighing three or four hundred pounds in the pigsty also felt something was wrong and kept groaning uneasily. It had missed the Mid-Autumn Festival, the New Year, and survived the cold winter, but unexpectedly died in the spring.

The uncle was so happy that his saliva was flying: "Xia Lian has invested a lot this time. Each family has five donkeys. Let's work hard. Together with the donkeys and horses we got last year, if we feed them well, we can give birth to new mules every year. Our family is definitely one of the best in the village."