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Once this vicious circle is formed, the production of wild vegetables and fungi will definitely decrease year by year, and the final situation will be the exhaustion of resources.

As a person who has experienced it, Liu Qingshan has seen too many things, and the first thing he thinks of is to prevent problems before they happen.

This is why Zheng Hongqi was so excited after seeing this plan.

He felt that not only Bishui County, but also surrounding counties should implement this plan, which has universal guiding significance.

Of course Liu Qingshan also noticed it: "Brother Zheng, can you see the signature on it?"

Zheng Hongqi really didn't pay attention to this. Instead, he went up to the front to have a look, and saw the three big characters "Zheng Hongqi" written on the signature.

"Brother Zheng, this is a gift from me, please accept it."

Liu Qingshan said with a smile, whether it is published and distributed, or sent to the higher-level department for publication, it is a heavy political achievement.

Of course Zheng Hongqi is also aware of this, he didn't refuse, just took out a pen, added the word "Liu Qingshan" in front of his name, and said with a smile:

"This time, even if I'm the big brother, I'll follow you."

Haha, the two looked at each other and smiled.

Knowing that this proposal would definitely play a huge role in Zheng Hongqi's hands, Liu Qingshan packed up his things, went home with peace of mind, and continued his farming and studying career.

Back and forth, after five days, of course, Jiapigou has not changed much, but the milk production of the cows is increasing as the grass on the tianzi gradually becomes lush.

The number of pieces of wood felled in the yard has increased by more than a dozen times. Of course, there are also many small trees replanted in the mountains.

And Professor Wang and the students have already set up the laboratory and started to cultivate the strains.

Everything is progressing steadily and step by step.

Back home, the family had already had dinner, and they distributed the comic book to the fourth and fifth children, and the two little people immediately beamed with joy.

He didn't even care about the toffee brought back by his brother, so he took a stack of comic books and ran to read with his friends.

Liu Jinfeng heated up the rest of the meal, and fried a plate of eggs for his younger brother. Seeing Liu Qingshan eating deliciously, he smiled and talked to him:

"Those pheasants have also started hatching eggs. It turns out that the pheasant eggs are light green and only the size of a ping-pong ball."

"There is also Sha Banjin laying eggs, and the color is not gray, haha."

Seeing the elder sister's crooked eyebrows and smiling face, Liu Qingshan was also in a good mood, so he said, "Elder sister, then confiscate their first nest of eggs and hatch them artificially."

Liu Jinfeng blinked her beautiful Danfeng eyes, a little puzzled: Isn't it good to be hatched by parent birds?

After having a small fire, the maternal brilliance in her body was also fully awakened, and on the contrary, she became more feminine.

Liu Qingshan explained to the eldest sister: "During the breeding season, the first mission of birds is to reproduce offspring. If the eggs they lay are confiscated, they will be able to lay another brood, which will speed up reproduction."

Liu Qingshan has experience in this area. When he was in junior high school, he once went to the reed pond with the big head Er Biaozi to collect wild duck eggs.

The eggs were stolen, and the wild ducks had to start another brood. As a result, the chicks hatched almost a month later than normal.

In late autumn, other young birds have plumped up and can migrate along with them. It will be miserable for these young birds, whose young birds have not fully grown up yet.

The big wild ducks were so anxious that they quacked all day long. Later, the pond was almost frozen, and these big and small wild ducks flew away. I don't know if they can fly to the wintering ground.

From then on, Liu Qingshan never touched bird eggs again.

However, this problem does not exist for the ones raised by oneself, so Liu Qingshan gave the elder sister a trick.

Only then did Liu Jinfeng understand, and immediately went to work happily.

And Gao Wenxue came up again, and handed over a stack of manuscript paper: "Qing Shan, help my brother-in-law take a look after dinner, I wrote a few short stories recently."

Liu Qingshan knows that the eldest brother-in-law has been conceiving a novel, but this does not happen overnight, so in his spare time, he will still write some short stories or essays.

It happened that he was also full, so he pushed his rice bowl away and began to read articles written by his eldest brother-in-law.

They are all prose, describing the mountain and wild customs, with a strong local flavor, and are very readable.

The most important thing is that between the lines, there is a sincere love for this land.

In Liu Qingshan's understanding, the words written by the eldest brother-in-law are full of emotion and soul.

The last one, titled "Wildfire", tells the story of the mountain fire that happened a few days ago, and the villagers worked together to fight the fire.

"Brother-in-law, if you have nothing to do, practice your pen diligently, accumulate more, and you will be able to publish a collection of essays in the future."

Liu Qingshan said with a smile, he felt that if the elder brother-in-law persisted like this, he might be able to reach the height of Lu Yao or Mo Yan.

The next morning, Liu Qingshan came back from practicing martial arts in the mountains, before he had finished his breakfast, he heard a burst of clanging noises coming from the road outside.

Listening to this movement, someone should be knocking on the broken pot.

Liu Qingshan was startled: Is it on fire again?

Then I heard Da Zhang Luo's voice coming in: "Every household, pay attention, the paddy fields are pumping water into the clear ponds, and everyone will send people to pick up fish!"

It turned out to be this, a false alarm.Liu Qingshan felt that it would be better to install big speakers in the village, and it would be convenient to broadcast everything. It can't be like this, communication depends on roaring.

Clear ponds do not happen every year. Some of those ponds have never been cleaned, and there must be a lot of wild small fish and shrimps in them.

So he quickly picked up a few mouthfuls of rice, put on his big boots, and beckoned to his eldest brother-in-law, carrying a big bag and a big wooden basin, and rushed to the rice field.

There were twos and threes on the road, all villagers with similar equipment, and Liu Qingshan also happily mixed in the crowd when he saw Zhang Ganzi.

With a big washtub on his head, he ran happily, probably because he didn't have a copy at home, so he was carrying a long-handled spoon, which looked familiar.

"Uncle Pole, are you alright?"

Liu Qingshan said hello, and Zhang Ganzi patted his chest:

"I've been fine for a long time. I've been back to work on the pig farm for several days. Your master's medicine really works, but it smells bad. Your Aunt Cuihua hasn't slept on the same kang with me for several days."

After he finished speaking, he hecked a few more times: "You little brat, what do I tell you to do this, run quickly, pick up more small fish, and dry some dried salted fish."

The villagers talked and laughed, and when they came to the westernmost part of the rice field, several water pumps were roaring, and the reclaimed rice fields had begun to store water.

Several waterfowls were looking for food in the paddy fields, with long thin and long legs and long pointed beaks, poking in the water from time to time, pecking at the aquatic animals inside.

Close to the paddy field is Caodianzi. There are two or three large ponds with an area of ​​two or three mu.

At this moment, the water in the pond has almost been drained, only the relatively low-lying places in the middle still have shallow water.

You can even see the blue and black fish ridges on the water surface, swimming slowly, stirring up the muddy water, there are still big fish in it.

Some villagers were already wearing boots, trudging through the mud, picking up a bright white crucian carp shell into a bucket.

This kind of pure wild crucian carp is covered in silver and white, and some of them have grown to the size of a palm, which is really gratifying.

Liu Qingshan also put on his big boots, and stepped into the muddy pond, good guy, the mud below is more than a foot deep, it is easy to step in, but it is a bit difficult to pull his feet out.

Grumbling, Liu Qingshan trudged through the mud pond with difficulty, with the copy in his hand, he copied it here, scooped it up there, and put the fish and shrimp hidden in the small puddle into the bucket.

They are all pure wild small fish and shrimps. I haven't found anything for the time being. After all, the pond is still too small, but there are quite a lot of small miscellaneous fish.

There are boat nails, willow root seeds, bai biao seeds, gaya seeds, gourd seeds, catfish beards, big loach, etc., which are dazzling.

Liu Qingshan was fishing vigorously, when he suddenly heard Zhang Ganzi screaming not far away.

Looking quickly, I saw that the big spoon in Zhang Ganzi's hand was also thrown away, and one arm was shaking vigorously.

In front of his fingers, there was something else, swinging back and forth in the air along with his arm.

"Pole, what are you yelling for? There's mud everywhere!"

The old branch secretary on the shore was happily smoking a small pipe, but the mud particles flying over fell on his face, and he immediately shouted in dissatisfaction.

Zhang Ganzi screamed again and again: "Bastard, old bastard..."

The old branch secretary was furious when he heard this: "My boy, you actually called your second uncle a big bastard, so what are you? See if I don't cut you to death today, you little bastard!"

The people around couldn't help laughing, and Liu Qingshan also couldn't help laughing: "Grandpa Secretary, don't be annoyed, Uncle Ganzi caught a soft-shelled turtle!"

Zhang Ganzi almost cried: "I didn't catch it, it bit my finger."

Chapter 184 What's the use of mud?

Zhang Ganzi's face was almost turning into a bitter melon, he didn't provoke anyone, he just wanted to touch some small fish in the pond.

He thought it was not easy to scoop up the big manure with a spoon, so he just grabbed it with his hands.

I just found a big old man fish, which is more than a stick long, and the whole body is burnt yellow. It is not easy for an old man fish to grow so big, it must taste delicious.

Zhang Ganzi quickly stretched out his hand to catch it, but the old man fish was not reconciled, it was slippery and struggled hard.

The pond was full of muddy water. After Zhang Ganzi grabbed a few handfuls in the muddy water, he suddenly felt a tingling pain in his fingers. After he pulled it back, he hung a large soft-shelled turtle.

There is an old saying in the countryside, which is: If you are a bastard, you will not let go when you bite.

After this thing bites, it bites deadly, the more frightened it is, the more deadly it bites, it hurts the stick, and it keeps grinning: "Shut up, please, you are my living ancestor."

Hearing this, the old branch secretary was unhappy again, and after Zhang Ganzi climbed to the shore, he immediately rushed over holding a small cigarette pipe.

"Don't hit it, second uncle, don't hit it first, help me get this thing down and then hit it."

Zhang Ganzi repeatedly begged for mercy.

The old party secretary really didn't come to beat him, so he told Zhang Ganzi to squat on the ground, put the turtle biting his finger on the ground, and then put the cigarette pot on the turtle's small tail.

After burning for more than ten seconds, the soft-shelled turtle finally couldn't take it anymore, opened its mouth, and crawled into the mud pond.

"Where to run!"

Zhang Ganzi stepped on it, and trampled the big turtle under his feet: "Today, I must cut you into pieces!"

His fingers were still dripping and bleeding.

"Uncle Ganzi, treat the wound first, don't get infected."

Liu Qingshan also came up and helped Zhang Ganzi squeeze the wound on his finger, then asked the old branch secretary for some cigarette ash, pressed it on the wound, then squatted down, and picked up the big turtle upside down.

It's really big enough, it looks like it's nearly two catties.

Such a large wild turtle is already very rare. You must know that the turtle grows very slowly. In the wild, it can only grow a hundred grams a year at most.

Two catties is one kilogram, and it takes at least ten or eight years to grow so big.

Liu Qingshan carefully looked at the carapace of the soft-shelled turtle, it was black and yellow, counting the "annual rings" on it, there were as many as sixteen, which proved that this soft-shelled turtle had been 17 years old.

"It's not easy to live for so many years, let it go, and breed more descendants."

Liu Qingshan saw the bulge on the carapace of this soft-shelled turtle, so he knew it was a female. This season, when the soft-shelled turtle was about to lay eggs, he decided to stock it.

Zhang Ganzi was still a little unwilling: "Dare to bite me, I still want to go home and chop it up to feed the chicken."

"Feed the chicken?"

Liu Qingshan couldn't help being taken aback: Uncle Ganzi, aren't you such a prodigal?

But after thinking about it, I was relieved. The soft-shelled turtle has a strong fishy smell, and everyone can't process it, and it doesn't have much oil and water. Rural people rarely eat it.

Unless it is for the treatment of diseases, some folk remedies that have been scoured, use soft-shelled turtle blood or the like, it will be used.

Thinking of this, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but have an idea: Maybe he can engage in soft-shelled turtle breeding in the future.

There are not a hundred ponds on the side of Caodianzi, there are eighty, large and small, dotted all over the place. If artificial seedlings are raised and then sprinkled into these ponds to grow naturally, maybe it will be really successful.

In this way, it is even more impossible to feed this soft-shelled turtle to chickens. Just as Liu Qingshan insisted on keeping this soft-shelled turtle in stock, he found that its carapace had cracked.

Apparently Zhang Ganzi kicked out with hatred just now, with a little force, which trampled the soft-shelled turtle.

There is no way out, even if it is stocked, it is estimated that it will not survive.

So he put the soft-shelled turtle into the big wooden basin he brought: "Uncle Ganzi, this one is hurt, so I won't let it go. I'll go home and stew it to eat."

Zhang Ganzi was delighted when he heard it: "Okay, Qingshan, eat a few more bites, and take revenge for me."

So I continued to fish in the pond, not to mention, there were dozens of soft-shelled turtles, large and small, in this pond.

The smallest one is only as big as a child's fist, and there are a few big ones that obviously weigh more than two catties, which is really rare.

If these big turtles were brought to a big city, they would definitely fetch a good price.

However, they were all picked up by Liu Qingshan, and then scattered into another large pond not far away.

This move was also praised by the old party secretary. After all, the soft-shelled turtle is a symbol of longevity, and when people get old, they can feel the preciousness of life and cherish it even more.

As the pool of water in the middle of the mud pond was also drained, the fish in the entire pond had nowhere to hide and were all exposed to broad daylight.

"Good guy!"

Everyone exclaimed for a while, and saw a dense layer of fish, big and small, flapping their tails helplessly in the center of the pond.

Taking a look, there are at least dozens of big fish flopping there.