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Soon a large group of swallows came in, all flying and screaming. You know, swallows are a very united bird.

Liu Qingshan put down the iron pot in his hand, and said with a smile: "Yes, let's help Yanzi move first."

Yang Hongying moved a bench, Liu Qingshan stood on it, and gently grabbed the swallow in the basket with his hand.

This little guy's hair hasn't even grown yet, and many parts of his body are still bare, but it's quite warm to start with.

Seeing that the swallows were shouting more happily, and two more were about to pounce on his face, Liu Qingshan hurriedly sent the little swallow back to the bird's nest.

The flock of swallows whirling and chirping in mid-air soon stopped and dispersed.

This early in the morning, everyone's children are waiting to be fed with their mouths wide open.

Liu Qingshan jumped down from the stool, and pointed at the two big swallows and scolded: "Building a house is a big deal, you can't be careless."

The family members are also very happy, their new house is very upright.

The iron pot was moved over and placed on the pot and stove made of red bricks. The pot platform and the ground are all terrazzo, which is very smooth.

This is much cleaner than the earthen pot in the old house, and it won't breed nasty cockroaches.

"Come on, Qingshan, add a fire to burn the bottom of the pot."

Grandpa Liu Shikui also said cheerfully.

The original plan was to live in the easternmost room for grandpa and grandma, but the old couple got used to living in the original house, so they said nothing.

It's not far anyway, they're all next to each other, and it's very convenient.

When moving into a new residence, the most important thing is to burn the bottom of the pot, not only to light a fire, but also to set up a few tables at that time.

Liu Qingshan lit a handful of firewood, and then lit up.

The fourth and fifth children had already received their orders, clapping their little hands and shouting: "Wang, Wang, Wang!"

As a result, all the big yellow dogs at home were recruited, and the one who was poking around at the back door was so angry that the fourth brother rushed up, and nodded on the dog's head: "Da Huang, I will take care of my new home from now on!"

Liu Qingshan worked hard all morning, arranged several tables of meals, and invited shopkeepers from various shops in the village.

There was also the dumb grandfather who was also invited, and Professor Wang and his students, Gu Junshan and his assistants also sat at a large table.

Liu Qingshan made a round of toasts inside and outside the room, but he didn't seem to see Zhang Ganzi, so he asked Da Zhang to arrange their table: "Hey, what about Uncle Ganzi, doesn't he usually like to join in the fun?"

The original reason why Zhang Ganzi likes to join in the fun is mainly because he can eat, drink, and smoke.

Dazhang Luo hehe twice: "Gaozi, you are serving the confinement child."

Liu Qingshan couldn't help asking in surprise: "Aunt Cuihua gave birth so soon?"

The people at the table roared with laughter, and Marshal Zhang was quite righteous: "Qingshan, don't listen to them burying the pole. It's on the side of the pig farm. There are two litters of old sows, and today they will be lambing together, so they are too busy."

"Well, then I will save some food and drink for Uncle Ganzi, and one of you will take it over later."

Liu Qingshan hurriedly asked someone to prepare an order of wine and food. Uncle Ganzi was worthy of approval for being able to do this.

Just as I was struggling, I saw the captain's aunt rushing into the yard in a panic: "Don't urinate on the horse, it's not good, the pole was hurt by a big wild boar, and there is such a big hole in the calf, it is bleeding!"

Now everyone panicked, put down their bowls and chopsticks, and hurried to the pig farm.

Dashuai Zhang scolded as he ran: "Damn it, a wild boar that has been plagued by plague dares to come to the village to make fun of it. When I get home and get a knife, I will kill it and eat its meat!"

Liu Qingshan and the dumb grandpa rushed to the front, so they came to the pig farm first. From a distance, they saw a few people surrounded by the pigsty. They hurried over and saw that Zhang Ganzi was sitting on the ground with a pool of blood beside him.

Fortunately, the injured thigh had already been strangled with cloth strips, and the wound was no longer bleeding.

However, the calf, which was cut open by the wild boar's tusks, has rolled up flesh, which is really shocking to look at.

"Hurry up and send it to the health center, Master, please give it a simple treatment first."

When Liu Qingshan saw this posture, it was obvious that the village couldn't deal with it. Such a long wound must be stitched up.

The dumb grandfather carried a small medicine bag with him, and sprinkled some khaki-colored medicinal face on Zhang Ganzi's leg, and the wound soon stopped bleeding.

Zhang Ganzi grinned his teeth in pain, and kept cursing: "Grandma, when I get better, I have to find a shotgun and kill that damned big wild boar. Hiss, it really hurts!"

"Uncle Ganzi, why did the wild boar come to our pig farm?"

Liu Qingshan asked Zhang Ganzi up from the ground while asking.

Hearing this, Zhang Ganzi became even more furious: "That wild boar suffering from plague jumped into our piggery and tried to rape the sow, can I bear it?"

As he was talking, he gasped for joy again: "Qingshan, you don't know, that plague pig is much shorter than a sow, it can't ride on it at all, let alone reach it, just keep facing it. The air is so strong that I laugh to death!"

Smiling and laughing, Zhang Ganzi habitually slapped his thigh, gasping for air from the pain.

Chapter 232 These Babies Can't Be Destroyed

Zhang Ganzi was taken to the commune health center by Liu Qingshan, where he was given a tetanus shot, a few more stitches, and finally the dumb grandpa’s trauma medicine was applied, and then he was sent home.

According to this guy, there were too many old sows on the pig farm, and all the male wild boars were recruited.

This guy is really heartless, when he came back in the jeep, he was still thinking about humming Zhu Bajie for carrying his wife.

After singing and singing for a while, he cursed again: "Damn, take our place as Gao Laozhuang, right? I don't want to recruit a son-in-law."

Liu Qingshan's heart was moved when he heard it: After another seven or eight years, everyone will get tired of eating fatty meat, so they will start thinking about eating wild pork, and the price of wild pork will also rise.

If we start the layout now, we will definitely be able to take the lead.

This wild pork, guarding the mountain, can basically be eaten twice a year.

To be honest, real wild boar meat is really not very tasty.

The main reason is that wild boars are naturally bred, unrestrained and love freedom, so the smell of pork is relatively strong.

Unlike artificial breeding, except for the sows and breeding pigs, the rest of the fattening pigs will be humanely destroyed, so they are all fattened in vain.

If wild boars are bred with domestic sows, the meat quality of the second and third generations will be much better.

Having nothing to do, Liu Qingshan revealed this plan to Zhang Ganzi.

"What the hell, you have to blame the sow for food and drink, you've become a goddamn uncle." Zhang Ganzi couldn't figure it out.

However, Liu Qingshan analyzed the market with him, especially when he heard that wild meat can make money, and it may also be exported to earn foreign exchange, Zhang Ganzi immediately became energetic:

"Then I'll think about it carefully and try to make friends with it. I won't believe it. It's delicious and delicious, and there are dozens of white, fat, and beautiful old sows. Doesn't it take the bait?"

As he spoke, he chuckled again and habitually strayed: "It's just that this wild boar is a little smaller. It's probably just an adult. It's too greedy to get up."

"Qingshan, you little bastard, you don't know what it's like. Before your uncle married a wife, you had a deep understanding..."

What are you talking about, if it wasn't for the injury on Zhang Ganzi's leg, Liu Qingshan would have liked to kick him out of the car.

After returning home, the banquet was already over, so Liu Qingshan pulled some food to deliver to Zhang Ganzi, and the wine was skipped.

As soon as I came out of Zhang Ganzi's house, I heard the big horn of the village department, and it started to beep again.

"I'm sure I'm going to send out something good again!"

Some villagers ran directly to the village headquarters, and then heard the old party secretary's voice coming from the loudspeaker: "Qingshan, Qingshan will answer the phone immediately!"

It turned out that this was the case, the villagers stopped in disappointment, and Liu Qingshan ran to the village head in a hurry.

The phone was put down long ago, and he said he would call back later, so Liu Qingshan chatted with the branch secretary's grandfather, talked about building a house, and told him about his plan.

Mainly, the old houses in Jiapigou have all been preserved.

"This homestead is a nuisance."

The old party secretary was a little puzzled, how good is a brick house, and there will still be people who like to live in a mud house in the future, isn't that a disease?

As for rural homesteads, the management is relatively loose now. Basically, the brigade has the final say, and it is enough to report to the commune land office.

But in principle, a family can only have one homestead.

"Hey, can we divide the households?"

Liu Qingshan has long thought of a solution, the children in the family will have to separate households for marriage, so wouldn't they have to re-approve the homestead?

The old branch secretary also nodded: "Okay, everyone will build a house like this in the future."

He doesn't believe in anything else now, he just believes in Liu Qingshan, what Qingshan said must be right.

While talking, the phone rang, and Liu Qingshan quickly picked it up.

A familiar voice came out of the receiver: "Crooked, is it Liu Assaulter? I'm looking for Liu Assaulter."

Are you kidding me?

Liu Qingshan said into the microphone: "Striker Liu is not here. I heard that he has brought people to the county winery. He wants to raid the winery's cellar and burn all the high-grade liquor!"

Haha, on the other side of the phone, the laughter of Li, the director of the winery, came out:

"Qingshan, congratulations, I will take time to come to the county tomorrow, we people, I want to congratulate you and congratulate you on becoming the new Long March assaulter."

Liu Qingshan also heyed twice: "Uncle Li, I'm afraid your wine is not very tasty, right?"

The old branch secretary on the side also yelled: "There is no good wine for wine, and there is no good banquet for banquets. If you want to drink, bring a wine can to our Jiapigou, and then you will be sincere."

After a few jokes, Liu Qingshan agreed to come down. I contacted them during the Chinese New Year. I haven't seen each other for several months. We should sit together and chat. The relationship is getting closer.

The next morning, Liu Qingshan drove the jeep to the county seat, and as usual, he brought some food and drink to the second sister.

Liu Yinfeng has already started the final sprint for the college entrance examination, and there are still two weeks to go, so she didn't even go home when she moved to a new house.

Coming out of Principal Xu's house, Liu Qingshan drove the jeep into the winery yard, and the elder Li greeted him cheerfully when he heard the movement:

"Come, come, brother Qingshan, first visit the winery and give me some advice."

"No, you can still call me Qingshan. If you call me brother, I'm a junior. I get goosebumps when I hear it."

Liu Qingshan chattered, the eldest brother Li is over 40, and he is at least a generation away from him.

Da Lao Li patted Liu Qingshan on the shoulder: "We never treated you as a child, just treat you as a year-end friend."

That being the case, Liu Qingshan is of course happy, but he still joked: "It is said that there is nothing to be courteous, and it is either rape or robbery. Brother Li, what do you mean?"

Hearing this, Big Li's distiller's nose became more and more bright red: "Brother, I'm an honest man, how can I cheat you? It's those boys who have evil intentions and are thinking about the dollars in your hand."

"Then don't worry about it. We want to open a wild vegetable factory in our village. Maybe we have to import equipment. Whether the money is enough or not is up for debate."

When Liu Qingshan came, he basically guessed it. Now that the foreign exchange is tight, if the enterprise wants to develop, it needs to import advanced equipment. Unexpectedly, even his little money is taken into account.

The two of them entered the workshop while talking and laughing. The workers, shirtless, were loading the fermented raw materials in the cellar into small carts, and then pushed them to another workshop to steam the wine.

"Brother, I heard that there is no shochu in the south now, just blend it directly. Do you think it is okay for our winery to hire a few masters like this?"

Big Lao Li invited Liu Qingshan to come, of course he asked for something.

Liu Qingshan frowned when he heard that. He thought of the future experience of the Bishui County winery: a few years later, the winery was contracted by private parties and began to produce blended liquor. Throughout the year, there was no smoke from the winery.

And the cellars in front of them that have been used for decades have all been destroyed.

The longer the cellar is used, the richer the probiotics in it will be to form a special wine aroma. If the cellar is destroyed, the foundation of the winery will be completely destroyed.

Just like the current Bishui Daqu, how many people miss it later, it is this kind of liquor produced in a small county, and you can't buy a bottle for thousands of dollars.

It is easy to destroy, but it is difficult to restore it.

This is true of wineries, and many other things.

"Brother, Brother Qingshan..."

Big Old Li kept calling, and then woke up Liu Qingshan who was in deep thought. He pointed to the cellar in front of him:

"Brother, these treasures can't be destroyed at any time!"

Seeing the seriousness of what he said, Big Old Li nodded vigorously:

"Brother, don't worry, as long as I work as the director of the winery for a day, I will guard this cellar well."

Liu Qingshan is noncommittal. No one can stop the tide of reform in a few years. The privatization of the winery is inevitable.

Big deal, when the time comes, contract the winery down.

After a few years, if he still doesn't have that strength, he will be in vain.

After walking through several workshops, and finally came to the wine cellar, Liu Qingshan looked at the large golden glass jars, and looked around, there might be tens of thousands of them, so he couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Brother, how much tiger bone medicinal wine have you processed?"

"Hey, it's not much, it's only a few hundred tons." Big Old Li was also a little embarrassed.

Since last year's Canton Fair achieved good results, the higher-ups helped to raise a lot of medicinal materials, but he and the factory leader became overwhelmed and used all of them.

All of a sudden, the winery was overwhelmed.