Hello 1983

It was pulled by a carriage, so it must be quite a lot, right?

The staff didn't dare to be negligent, they found the key, opened the door, and sure enough, two carriages rushed in first, and then suddenly, the owner of the carriage followed behind with a small four-wheeler.

In the end, when Zhang Liandi came in with the Da Jiefang, the people in the yard stared straight at him.

That old man Ding swallowed several mouthfuls of spit, and then said: "Old man, old man Zhang, how many wild goods have you bought?"

The old party secretary took another sip of the small cigarette pouch: "Not much, it's all dried mushrooms and fungus. Last spring, I was busy farming, and I didn't pick wild vegetables."

Is this still not much?

Everyone watched the bulging sacks unloaded from the car, and there was only one thought in their minds: Why is the gap so big?

Not only them, but even the staff were stunned there.

They never expected that on the first day of opening, there would be a big sale.

"Master, please wait."

Liu Qingshan gently reminded the two masters.

"Ah, yes, hurry up and wait, I guess it will be busy for a while now."

The two master craftsmen came back to their senses and began to look at the goods seriously.

The owner of the car took a small notebook and recorded it for each household.

After working hard for more than two hours, this batch of mountain goods was collected.

During this process, dozens of sellers of mountain goods came one after another, and they all looked at it enviously, and kept asking.

After the accounts were settled, these mountain goods were sold for a total of nearly 5000 yuan.

In the yard of the supply and marketing cooperative, the pan was fried all of a sudden, and many people's eyes were red: [-]!

"Awesome, you are still the best in Jiapigou!"

Old man Ding gave a thumbs up, completely convinced in his heart, their Dingjiagou is in the mountains, but unfortunately they don't have this vision.

Someone beside him also praised: "Jiapigou is really an expert. In the long run, it should make people rich."

The group of people from Jiapigou all cast their eyes on Liu Qingshan, full of pride in their hearts: This is our expert in Jiapigou!

Liu Qingshan didn't want Jiapigou to show off too much, so he smiled and said to everyone:

"Actually, it's nothing. This year, the county has opened up the collection of wild goods. You guys must sell more wild goods this year than we do."

Hearing these words, everyone was very happy, and all the jealousy that had arisen just now dissipated, and what was left was only hope for the bright future.

After chatting for a few more words, the people from Jiapigou surrounded the owner of the car and went to the accounting room to settle the accounts.

Uncle Boss held a lot of bills in his hand, and walked in the middle with his head held high. Captain Zhang kept on urging:

"Boss, hold the note tightly, don't let the strong wind blow it away."

"Scrape me away, you can't ask the note to scrape me away."

Uncle Boss put on a posture of wanting money rather than life, which made everyone laugh. The smile on his face is really happy.

But after arriving at the accounting room, I was a little embarrassed: I didn't expect such a big deal to come in on the first day of acquisition, so the cash I prepared was not enough.

The directors of the supply and marketing cooperatives came and discussed with the old party secretary: "Secretary Zhang, why don't you put the note in your hands first, anyway, the wild vegetables are coming down soon, so how about a piece?"

The old branch secretary's eyes widened when he heard that: "Screw an IOU, that's not allowed!"

Chapter 187 The King of Fungi

IOUs can be regarded as one of the characteristics of the times at that time, especially farmers, who had the most IOUs in their hands.

If you go to the granary to sell grain, you will get IOUs, if you go to the sugar factory to sell beets, you will get IOUs, if you go to the flax factory to sell flax, you will get IOUs, if you go to the purchasing station to sell pigs, you will get IOUs back.

Then I have to work hard, ask someone to go through the relationship, and exchange the white note in my hand into cash.

So when the old party secretary saw that the director of the supply and marketing cooperative was going to do this, of course he disagreed.

In fact, this is not a problem at all. The purchase points of these wild vegetables in the county are all cash-rich and do not accept credit.

There was no other way, the director had to go to the credit union to take out the money and pay them.

In the concept of the old party secretary and the older generation, money is still in your pocket, and it belongs to you if you put it in your pocket.

So people all sat on the big liberation and walked back excitedly.

"I can also sit in this car!"

The owner of the car was yelling, but his little four-wheel was rattling, who would sit on it in the great liberation.

Needless to say, someone gave him face, I saw Liu Qingshan happily running towards his little four-wheeler, so happy that the boss uncle smiled:

"Qingshan, come up quickly, sit on the wings, we can still chat."

Liu Qingshan pointed behind him: "Uncle Boss, I'm in a carriage."

While speaking, he jumped over the small four wheels, jumped onto the big carriage, and sat cross-legged towards the middle seat. His body undulated slightly with the carriage board, which was quite comfortable.

This carriage belonged to Zhang Jizi's father's house, and when he saw it, he rattled his big whip:

"Boss, no one cares about your iron thing, why don't you change it back to the whip?"

What responded to him was the chug and chug of the small four wheels, and he ran away in the blink of an eye.

Liu Qingshan sat on the carriage and looked around. It wasn't that he liked riding in a carriage, but he was observing the road conditions while walking, thinking about road construction.

From Jiapigou to the commune, the road for more than ten miles is full of dirt roads. When it rains, the miso is kicked, and there is no way to go.

If you want to get rich, you must first build roads. There is some truth in this statement.

With more and more industries in Jiapigou and closer ties with the outside world, it is really inconvenient not to have a good road.

However, with the current strength of Jiapigou, it is really impossible to spend extra money to build roads.

It is best to discuss it with the commune government, why not build a gravel road first.

If it doesn't work, Jiapigou provides their own manpower, and the higher-ups only need to be responsible for the machinery and earth and rocks used for road construction.

Just thinking about it, there is a stretch of Wang Bakeng in front, Liu Qingshan simply jumped off the carriage and walked slowly behind.

After eating a few mouthfuls of ashes, he simply ran to the front of the carriage.

He is very familiar with this road. He has walked for several years from elementary school to junior high school. To put it an exaggeration, he knows every plant and tree beside the road.

It is now mid-April, and the vegetation is sprouting. Looking over, the eyes are full of light green or light yellow colors, and the breath is full of the fragrance of vegetation.

The Shun Shui ditches on both sides of the road were newly dug last year, and the soil was very loose. Liu Qingshan's eyes lit up when he saw the mother-in-law Ding Yazi emerging from the soil.

He asked Zhang Jizi's father on the carriage for a knife head, and was going to dig out some young granny's. The granny's grown on this kind of soil has a very deep white underside, so of course it is more tender.

With a knife down, the mother-in-law was still cut up, and the leaves were pulled out to see, it was almost a stroke long, but the roots had not been dug yet.

When I cut the knife again, I put in more force, and the whole knife head didn't go into the soil, and then the mother-in-law Ding was completely dug out, and a large part of the bottom was full of white children, which was really rare to see.

The only pity is that I didn't wear a small basket, and there were no plastic bags at this time.

At this time, Zhang Shuzi's father also stopped the car, and told the horse to graze at will on the side of the road, and Da Zhang Luo, who was driving another carriage, also came up together.

"Gada's mother-in-law Ding is really nice." Da Zhang Luo also found a knife to dig.

There was also nothing to pretend, so he took off the hat on his head and put it in the hood, not afraid of the mother-in-law's serum sticking to the hat.

Zhang Shuzi's father was squatting on the ground, smoking a dry cigarette, and kept pointing, pointing out the mother-in-law Ding he found to those two people.

"What's this thing, it looks so badass?"

He suddenly found a novel thing, kicked it with his foot, but it fell off with a light pull.

Da Zhang Luo was right next to him, picked it up casually, and looked at it before his eyes:

"I've seen it before, but I don't know what it's called. It has a strange smell, and it looks like pimples and scabies. It must not be a fun thing."

After speaking, he threw it casually, just happened to be at the foot of Liu Qingshan, he picked it up, took a look in his hand, and immediately cheered:

"Morels!"

Then he quickly asked: "Uncle Zhang Luo, where did you find this thing, is there a lot?"

Da Zhangluo pointed to the grass by the side of the ditch: "In here, there are piles of them, which seem to be quite a lot. Qingshan, what did you say it was just now, what is it like a sheep's belly?"

"Uncle Zhang Luo, it's morel mushrooms, absolutely good stuff, the king of mushrooms!"

Liu Qingshan moved a few steps towards the edge of the ditch, and sure enough, he saw several clusters of yellow-brown fungi in the grass.

The shape is a bit strange, with a small short stalk at the bottom and an oval cap on top.

The surface of the cap is covered with wrinkles, which does not look like a mess.

Because it was drilled out of the soil, some folds are still stained with soil, which makes people feel disgusted involuntarily.

But this kind of wild morel mushrooms, after decades of storage, the price of dried products is at least several thousand yuan per catty.

Da Zhang Luo broke off another one and looked it over carefully: "Well, it really looks like a goat's stomach, I wonder how it tastes?"

As he spoke, he put it near his mouth and took a bite.

"What does it smell like, oh, oh, oh, it's so toothless."

Da Zhangluo made a bitter face, and spat out the residue in his mouth to the ground, only to feel that his mouth was full of earthy smell, it was unpalatable to death.

How dare you call it the king of fungi, ah!

Liu Qingshan just looked at him and smiled: "Uncle Zhang Luo, that's not how the morels are eaten. Fresh food should be boiled, and it's best to dry it before soaking it."

Morchella is a great vegetable, and it is best paired with big meat. For example, use it to stew pork ribs, stew chicken, etc., the taste is very delicious.

Of course, some people are not used to this taste, but Europeans and Americans especially like it.

As for the reason, this involves another kind of fungus that is regarded as a fetish by Europeans and Americans-truffles.

In some flavors, morels are similar to truffles.

Truffles are sold by gram, which is more expensive than gold; although morels are not so exaggerated, they are also expensive.

That's why the smile on Liu Qingshan's face was so bright.

Da Zhang Luo managed to spit out the residue in his mouth, but he still felt a strange taste in his mouth.

He simply picked a root of Granny's Ding, peeled off the outer skin, and left the white and tender root inside, chewing it in his mouth for a while.

He was so bitter that he grinned, but he finally diluted the strange smell and felt much more comfortable, and his mouth began to restless again:

"Qingshan, you said that this thing is valuable, but yesterday you were talking about the purchase list, it seems that there is no morel mushroom?"

Liu Qingshan also thought about it, there really wasn't one, I don't know if the island country doesn't like it, or they think they don't produce morels here.

So he said with a smile: "If the little devil doesn't accept it, we will sell it to Europeans and Americans. I heard that the French like to eat this most."

Da Zhang Luo kept shaking his head: "This foreigner's taste is quite unique."

Now that we have found such a good thing as morels, of course we must not let them go. Their picking period is relatively short. If they are too old, they will emit a rotten smell, which is very unpleasant.

The reason why there are more morels here may be that the soil on both sides of the road was newly turned over last year, which is the most suitable for the growth of morels.

On their side, roughly two crops of morels can be picked in spring, and another crop can be picked in autumn.

That is, morel mushrooms are hollow in the middle, and they are light and have little weight. If they are dried, they will be even lighter.

After returning to the village, Liu Qingshan told the old branch secretary and Captain Zhang the news.

Captain Zhang is also a bit tricky: all the families are busy farming now, and the other labor groups also need manpower, so there is really no spare man.

Liu Qingshan glanced at the calendar and had an idea:

"Tomorrow happens to be Sunday. I will organize the children to pick morel mushrooms. Then the cooperative will send out a few carriages to pull people and goods back and forth."

"Can the little ones make it?"

Captain Zhang was a little worried.

Liu Qingshan said disapprovingly: "Picking this thing is easier than poaching mother-in-law."

The matter was settled like this, and I went to the school to talk to Yang Hongying, and told the children to gather at the school at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning and bring a water bottle.

As for those who are in the upper grades and junior high schools in the commune, the children should know everything when they go home and talk about it.

Liu Qingshan thought for a while, and added: "Everyone who participates in labor tomorrow will be rewarded!"

"Brother Qingshan, what's the reward? Did you eat wild boar again?"