Hello 1983

Gangzi took a sip of water, and then told everyone what Liu Qingshan said on the phone.

After a while of silence, Zhang Long patted Hou San's shoulder with his hand: "Now you can sleep in peace, right?"

As a result, Hou San, who was sitting on the kang, fell down in response to the sound, and he was already asleep.

Considering that Hou San hadn't closed his eyes for several days in a row, Zhang Long also understood, and directly covered him with a quilt, and finally he was able to sleep peacefully.

As for the matter of finding manpower, it is not difficult. Not to mention other places, they have several comrades in arms around Chuncheng, and they have contacted several times in the past six months.

These people can be called immediately, and they can fight when they come.

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The next morning, Liu Qingshan entered the mountain early with a bag of rice on his shoulder.

He hasn't seen Master for more than half a month, and he really misses the pure life in the mountains.

Although in Yangcheng these days, I also wake up in the morning to do morning exercises, but I always feel that this is not the case.

When he entered the woods, he smelled the familiar scent, and suddenly he became enlightened: what is lacking outside, is this intimacy, right?

Before he saw his master, Liu Qingshan saw the big bear running over in a hurry, sniffing around him.

It looked like a child seeing an adult who had gone out and returning, thinking about whether he could bring back something delicious.

"Then, this is yours!"

Liu Qingshan grabbed a handful of candies and two cans of Jianlibao from his pocket, which was quite interesting for this unconventional junior.

The mute grandpa also greeted him with a smile. What Liu Qingshan brought back to Master were two bottles of Moutai.

Breakfast is at Mukeleng's side. I eat it with my master. I cook rice porridge, stick pancakes, and add some pickles. It is simple and warm.

After returning from the mountain, Liu Qingshan walked around the village first, and finally turned to the yard.

From afar, I saw several piles of golden rice, and there was a machine roaring beside it. Er Biaozi was leading a group of people, husking the rice here.

Seeing Liu Qingshan, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Sanfeng, just now a director Xu came from the grain depot in the county, and said he wanted to buy our rice, hehe, a catty of rice is exchanged for a catty of white flour, we earn a profit this time." Big!"

Because the noise is too loud, if you don't shout loudly, you can't hear it at all.

The yield of rice is [-] catties per mu, but the current yield of wheat is only about [-] catties per mu. From this point of view, it is indeed a big advantage.

With the same area of ​​paddy fields, the income from growing wheat in dry fields is doubled. No wonder Er Biaozi is so excited.

But Liu Qingshan didn't see it that way. After the local household contract responsibility system was implemented, a lot of wheat was grown.

Now every household in the countryside is no longer like before, and they can only eat white noodles during the Chinese New Year.

It's okay to eat pasta at least once a week.

As for rice, because it is not produced locally, it has not yet entered the table of ordinary people.

Rare things are more expensive, the price of rice should be much higher than that of wheat.

What's more, the quality of the rice they produce in Jiapigou is pretty good. If the price is not high, they will be sorry for such a good rice.

Liu Qingshan grabbed a handful of freshly husked rice and said cheerfully, "Er Biaozi, do you think our rice should have a name?"

"Then how about calling it Jiapigou No. [-]?"

Er Biaozi obviously thought about this question, and immediately blurted it out.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help blinking: "Isn't this name too strong in the country?"

Hehe, yes, Er Biaozi scratched the back of his head: "We mainly use Songjiang water for irrigation, so let's call it Songjiang No. [-]."

Anyway, when he was studying in Longjiang Province, when he heard his godfather and the others named them, they always used the number.

This rice is the first time they planted it, so of course it is number one.

Liu Qingshan looked at the green rice in his hand: "Why not call it Songjiang Qingdao, to highlight the characteristics of our rice!"

"Songjiang Qingdao, okay, it's better that you named Sanfeng."

Er Biaozi also agreed. Hearing this name, he was several grades higher than his No. [-] one.

At this time, there was a shout from the team headquarters, with a lot of dissatisfaction in the tone:

"Hey, let me tell you what's going on with Jiapigou, whether the rice is still sold to our grain depot, give me a quick word, I don't have time to play house with you here!"

Chapter 3 Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately

Xu Maowen is a deputy director of the grain depot in Bishui County. These days, units like the grain depot that can control supplies are very hot.

Moreover, Xu Maowen is not yet 40 years old, so there is still room for improvement.

So when he heard that there were hundreds of tons of rice in Jiapigou, he changed his mind.

Rice is a scarce commodity in Northeast China today, and those who eat commodity grains spend two to two rices per person per month.

A large family, saving for a month, may not be able to eat a meal of rice.

If you have these hundreds of tons of rice, it will be different. If you distribute it to the various grain stores below, don't you kill the workers who receive the grain?

And this kind of word of mouth is what Director Xu needs most.

At that time, let's work on it again. Higher-ranking cadres will receive more rice. As long as this matter is done beautifully, maybe he can go further.

After all, the old director is getting old and is about to retire.

It was with this idea that Xu Maowen, the director of the grain depot, appeared in the small village of Jiapigou. He felt that he had given enough face.

Invited to the humble team headquarters, the old branch secretary, Captain Zhang and the boss uncle chatted together. Xu Maowen knew something about it.

But when it comes to the purchase of rice, the old party secretary and captain Zhang said that they can't make the decision.

Xu Maowen felt a little angry: The three elders in your village are all here, what else can't be settled?

So he became a little impatient: "Now the country has regulations that do not allow private reselling of grain, which is against the law. If you don't sell your rice to our grain depot, where else can you sell it?"

Grain prices will not be opened until next year, and now the only way for farmers to sell grain is the grain depot.

Captain Zhang had a bad temper, so he hummed twice: "If we can't sell it, then we will keep it for ourselves."

Xu Maowen has always been pampered, when he was robbed like this, he also stood up:

"So much rice, can the villagers eat it all? Besides, even the county leaders can't eat rice like this every day. You Jiapigou are too crazy!"

"What's the matter, I didn't eat your rice, we grew it ourselves, we can eat whatever we want!"

Captain Zhang couldn't see this kind of domineering and putting on airs, so he stiffened his neck.

Director Xu blushed and his neck was thick: "Do you still have a sense of the big picture? Rice is in short supply right now. Don't you know how to support the country? Comrade, your thinking is too outdated!"

The old party secretary took a look, and quickly stood up to make adjustments: "Director Xu, calm down first, we rural people speak straight, don't take offense."

After a few words of reassurance, he continued: "Although the three of our main village cadres are here, it is Qingshan who decides on matters in the cooperative. I watched him go up the mountain in the morning. When I come back later, we can work together again." discuss?"

Director Xu also became angrier the more he listened: You guys are clearly trying to argue. If Qingshan doesn't come back for a few days, I'm still waiting here.

So he put on his hat, greeted the driver, and walked out angrily, yelling loudly while walking.

The old branch secretary and the boss uncle chased them out. Captain Zhang couldn't bear the sight of these cadres who went down there to show their prestige, so he also yelled:

"Running to pretend to be a wolf with a big tail on our land, what kind of onion are you?"

At this time, Liu Qingshan and Er Biaozi also walked towards this side. The old party secretary saw it and waved quickly:

"Qingshan, you are coming down the mountain. I was looking for you. This is Director Xu from the grain depot. He is planning to buy our rice."

Liu Qingshan walked over in a calm manner and extended his hand to Director Xu.

Unexpectedly, Director Xu was in a fit of anger, and seeing that he was a young man, he didn't bother to shake hands, and said angrily, "Just tell me, do you sell your rice?"

Liu Qingshan couldn't help blinking: Is it so rude to go shopping?

Then after thinking about it, it became clear that in this era, most of the departments that control supplies actually have this virtue.

Especially for farmers, the grain depot is equivalent to the existence of the immediate boss.

So he smiled and said, "Director Xu, if you buy or sell, of course you have to sit together and discuss."

Director Xu waved his arm: "There is no discussion. If you want to sell it, our grain depot will buy it at a low price. If you don't sell it, your captain has already said, keep it for yourself. A group of bumpkins can still afford rice?"

Now even the old branch secretary couldn't hold back his face: "Director Xu, are you looking down on us farmers?"

The owner of the car also put on a serious face: "If it weren't for the grain that our farmers have worked so hard to grow, what would your grain depot collect?"

Speaking of this, he became even more angry: "When the grain is harvested every year, you grain mice buckle here and there, press hard and wait, and finally fatten you up, right?"

Just in time, this director Xu is slightly fat, seeing Liu Qingshan's smiling eyes, he immediately exploded:

"The rice you planted in Jiapigou was originally unplanned, and the grain depot has no obligation to purchase it. You should all leave it in the warehouse to rot!"

After speaking, he got into the car angrily, and drove away in a hurry.

Sitting in the car, Director Xu was still furious and yelled, "You bumpkins, a bunch of bumpkins!"

Seeing that the leader was angry, the driver quickly comforted him: "Director, don't be angry, tell the grain depots below that they will resolutely not accept the rice from Jiapigou, and make these bumpkins stare."

"Hmph, Xiao Zhao, keep an eye on them. If they dare to resell rice without permission, just arrest them and give these bumpkins some color!"

Director Xu was really angry this time. If he didn't teach them a lesson, would he really think he was the big brother?

"Just look at it."

The driver agreed, kicked the accelerator, and the speed of the car soared. In the blink of an eye, the small mountain village of Jiapigou was left behind without a trace.

At the same time, the old people in Jiapigou were also very angry, and Liu Qingshan had to comfort them:

"Being angry with this type of person is punishing yourself with other people's mistakes, which is not worth it."

Punish yourself for someone else's mistakes?The boss uncle smacked his lips, and soon figured out the truth of this sentence:

"Hey, Qingshan, you are educated, don't get angry, get angry with this kind of grain mouse, isn't that a tiger?"

The old party secretary looked worried: "Then what do we do with our rice? Do we keep it for ourselves? It seems like a bit of a prodigal?"

"Grandpa branch secretary, don't worry, I'll run around the market and see if I can sell it."

Liu Qingshan already had a plan in mind, and he was going to try it first. If it didn't work, he would directly contact the Chuncheng Automobile Factory.

Captain Zhang still didn't calm down: "These grain rats are black-hearted, and they want to buy them at a low price. How much can they sell for?"

While everyone was talking, several large carriages drove into the yard, and the carts were full of carrots that had just been picked from the ground.

This is the last crop, because it rained a few days ago and the ground was muddy, so it has been dragged until now.

So I hurriedly summoned people and started to process the carrots, that is, peeling off the tops, then smearing mud and other things, and then installing the Great Liberation.

When it was almost noon, they were all cleaned up, and in the afternoon they would be taken directly to Jinyang Food Company, where they could be exchanged for cash.

Liu Qingshan also washed one, and chewed it: "This carrot is really good, we have to store it for winter."

"You don't need to say, it's already in the cellar."

The old party secretary said cheerfully, this year's bumper harvest of carrots is also a big income for the cooperative.

The boss uncle also happily took over the conversation: "And there are quite a lot of storage. Old Wang said that in winter, those cows eat one a day, which can replenish their lives."

Liu Qingshan was also a little dazed: "I heard that old ginseng can hang people's lives, but I haven't heard that carrots can also have this effect?"

Just at this time, Professor Wang led the students back from the shed for lunch. Hearing their conversation, he also laughed loudly: "It's vitamins!"

Hey, it’s enough to say that vitamins are not enough.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help being overjoyed: "Uncle Boss, you have to learn more when you live forever."

Dang Dang Dang, the school also rang the bell to end school, Xiao Lao Si Gang, Shan Xing, Xiao Man and the others walked over holding hands, and suddenly yelled.

"Wow, big deer deer!"

At the same time, Liu Qingshan also groaned inwardly. Fortunately, he was clever, turned around sharply, and poked the half of the carrot forward, directly sticking it into the mouth of the sika deer.

Kachi Kachi, the sika deer is really not polite, it chews quite deliciously, after eating, in order to show Liu Qingshan a reward, he even touched him lightly with the antlers.

This guy knows what to do.

Liu Qingshan smiled, and then saw the children chattering, holding carrots one after another, and began to feed the group of sika deer.

"These guys are getting more and more courageous. They roam around the village, and even the dogs don't bite them."

Dashuai Zhang looked at the herd of deer, he was so greedy, if he slaughtered a deer, wrap some dumplings stuffed with venison, tsk tsk...

But looking at his little son, who was also holding a carrot and feeding a cute deer, he gave up the idea.