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"You can still get tender reed buds now. When I go back later, I'll make some for you to try."

Liu Qingshan casually pulled out a reed from the ground, peeled it twice to reveal the tender asparagus inside, put it in his mouth and started chewing.

Can this be eaten too?Victor and the others stared in a daze.

So he also peeled one and tasted it, um, it seemed to be not bad, full of fragrance.

"God can't starve blind house sparrows to death. There are still a lot of things that can be eaten. They are all selfless gifts from nature. Therefore, we must know how to be grateful and not ask for excessively."

Liu Qingshan looked at the Yandang Lake in the distance, and his mouth was filled with emotion.

He remembered that after more than ten years, this place was gradually reclaimed into fields, and then the big lake slowly dried up and disappeared.

As soon as Victor heard it, he immediately began to expose the old truth: "Liu, then if you go to pick up wild goose eggs, is it a claim from nature?"

It made the old branch secretary Liu and the others startled. They didn't know that Victor was joking with Liu Qingshan, and they were still thinking:

This foreigner, which pot does not open which pot to carry.

Liu Qingshan said sternly: "Victor, we picked wild goose eggs so that we won't hunt wild geese in the future. I hope you can understand."

"Liu, I'm just joking. In fact, I also support your approach. I hope that when we come back in the future, we can eat delicious wild goose meat."

Victor shrugged his shoulders, and he began to feel that maybe they could really cooperate in this regard in the future.

For artificially bred and raised wild animals, their requirements are relatively loose.

"Haha, when our wild geese are bred successfully, we will have enough for you to eat." Old branch secretary Liu was also very proud, and he was also full of expectations for the future.

When the group returned from Yandang Lake at sunset, two layers of wild goose eggs were filled in several earthen baskets, and the number was about [-].

The maturity period of wild geese is two to three years. At that time, they can reproduce geometrically.

Dinner was still eaten at the old Liu Zhishu's house. The asparagus picked by Liu Qingshan was cut into small pieces, and after blanching, they were fried on a plate.

"Come, come, try this!"

The old branch secretary Liu took a few big milky white eggs, clicked them a few times, and knocked one on the table in front of each of Victor and the others.

It was the big head that was broken, and the big egg was just standing on the table.

It made Victor and the others wonder: "Didn't you agree to hatch the eggs, how did you eat them?"

Ruth also stared worriedly at the big egg in front of her: "There won't be a small wild goose in it?"

"You don't want to eat it, right? I'll eat it." Liu Qingshan picked up one and started peeling.

Leo shook his head again and again: "Liu, so you are a hypocrite."

What a hypocrite!

Liu Qingshan peeled off the cracked egg skin, and then dug a large piece with chopsticks, revealing the bright yellow egg yolk inside: "This is a pickled salted goose egg. It tastes old. If you don't eat it, you will lose it."

It turned out to be goose eggs, Victor and the others quickly followed Liu Qingshan's example and began eating happily.

Leo picked the egg yolk and muttered: "It can't be a swan's egg, I really saw a swan by the lake this afternoon."

Liu Qingshan expressed contempt for him: "You want to be beautiful, are you a toad?"

Then he told the story of the toad and the swan, which made Ruth giggle with delight:

"Leo, you are a toad, and I am a beautiful swan."

Liu Qingshan smacked his lips: "That toad really ate swan meat."

Chapter 414 Desire

Victor and his team stayed in Jiapigou for nearly a week, and finally waited until all the morels in the first season were dried and processed into dried products.

Looking at the exquisite morels, each kilogram sealed in a small plastic bag, Victor seemed to see glittering gold coins.

Because of Professor Wang's success in artificially cultivating morels, the number of morels in this spring season suddenly exceeded the total output of last year.

After weighing, it was seven and a half tons in total, nearly fifteen thousand catties.

The price per catty has also increased by 70% compared to last year, reaching [-] US dollars. This time, the Jiapigou cooperative has earned more than [-] US dollars.

According to the current exchange rate, if converted into RMB, that is 200 million.

Of course, among the 200 million, there is also a small part of the three villages in Dingjiagou Dalinzi, about one-fifth of which is divided.

The remaining 160 million is considered to belong to Jiapigou.According to the shares of the contracted mountain forest, each household holds 6000% of the shares, and can also get [-] yuan.

And Liu Qingshan's 60.00% is exactly 100 million.

As the profits obtained become larger and larger, this gap becomes larger and larger.

The news spread, and Jiapigou was jubilant again. Since the beginning of spring, there have been many new projects. First, there are yew saplings, then morels, and then there are wild vegetables...

Zhang Ganzi's words represent the aspirations of the villagers:

"Why does it feel like this money has wings, flying towards our village!"

Although these words were a bit exaggerated, everyone accepted them cheerfully.

Thinking back to last year when the mountain forest was contracted, all the villagers were a little worried, fearing that the money would be thrown into it, and they would not be able to return to the original place in ten or eight years.

What are you worried about now? The cost will be fully recovered in less than a year, and the remaining 69 years in the contract will be earned for nothing.

At this time, someone started talking about it. It was Zhang Laoer in the village, who usually couldn't get a fart out of three sticks, but today he said that he had something to say:

"We each get more than 1 yuan, but Qingshan gets 100 million yuan alone. The gap seems a bit big?"

After hearing this, the villagers suddenly fell silent, and the smiles on their faces gradually disappeared.

I got quite a lot, but others got more, so I was naturally unbalanced.

And as the gap between the rich and the poor widens, this kind of mentality will continue to become unbalanced, gradually forming the state of decades later.

This is the truth not to suffer from scarcity but to suffer from inequality.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit weird, the old branch secretary tapped the small cigarette pouch on the sole of his shoe twice, and then spoke:

"The pole said just now that the money is flying towards our Jiapigou like it has wings, but have you ever thought about who put the wings on the money?"

"That goes without saying, of course it's Qingshan, everyone knows it by heart."

Da Zhang Luo knew what the old branch secretary meant, so he quickly built a ladder for him.

The old branch secretary nodded: "It's Qingshan's ability to make a lot of money. Let's take the case of contracting the Doubao Mountain. Qingshan can completely contract the forest by himself. Why does he have to bring everyone?"

After finishing speaking, he pointed at Zhang Laoji with a cigarette pipe: "Old Zhuang, tell everyone the reason? How can you get more than 1 yuan? Is it because you have the ability, or do you have a way?"

Old Zhang drooped his head immediately: "That's Qingshan's benevolence and righteousness, taking care of us old folks, I was thinking too far just now, and got into a dead end. I will go to Qingshan's house later and confess my mistake to him."

"There's no need to admit your mistakes, everyone knows what they're doing, and no one will talk about it in the future, or don't blame me for being rude!"

"Even if some outsiders say it, it's because they don't understand the situation in our Jiapigou, and they just talk nonsense. Seeing our Jiapigou live a good life, they are envious and jealous. They wish we could engage in internal strife."

The old party secretary has worked at the grassroots level for most of his life, and he has a lot of experience. This kind of jealousy has just emerged, but he has been wiped out in the bud.

……

On Liu Qingshan's side, Victor and his party were sent away, and when they returned home, they saw the second sister was cleaning sauce pieces in the yard, and grandma and grandma Qiu Ju were also sitting on the small bench to help.

I saw Liu Yinfeng holding a small brush, bit by bit, very meticulously brushing off the green hairs on the sauce cubes with water.

Her expression was very focused, the sun was shining on her fair face, and there was still a layer of tiny beads of sweat on the tip of her nose.

Seeing this scene, Liu Qingshan nodded with satisfaction: He is completely relieved that the second sister can calm down and do things.

At this moment when you are about to step out of the country and enter a strange country to study, and you are still burdened with tens of millions of pounds in funds, if you are replaced by someone else, you may be nervous or excited. I am afraid that few people can calm down and do things.

Whenever there is a big event, she is calm, and she is like the second sister.

"It's time for the sauce, what's the lunar calendar today?"

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but asked with a smile.

"Sanfeng, it's already the eighth day of April." Grandma Qiuju replied cheerfully.

Now the old lady has fully integrated into the life of Liu Qingshan's family, helping to cook every day, and sometimes going to the village to follow the busy work, life is very fulfilling, and the spirit is more joyful.

Because in this family, those children headed by Liu Qingshan really regard her as their own grandma.

The local soybean paste is also very particular about the date, usually on the eighth day of April, or April 28th, and at the latest is the Dragon Boat Festival on May [-]th.

Liu Qingshan washed his hands in the basin, and then broke off pieces of sauce.

The sauce cubes on their side are all a cuboid, more than one foot long, and nearly half a foot wide and high.

Some children's heads are relatively square, which is described as "a head with a sauce block".

Generally, soy beans are cooked before the Spring Festival. The so-called soy beans are locally produced soybeans, which are cooked overnight in a pot until they become very soft and rotten.

Then use a wooden sauce pestle to mash it bit by bit.Later, there was a small hand-cranked machine, which was specially used to stir soy beans.

After the soy beans are crushed, they are placed on the panel, smashed into the square mentioned above, wrapped in newspaper or kraft paper, placed on the top of the cabinet, and waited for time to ferment slowly.

When the weather gets warmer and the temperature in the house rises, there will be a smell of sauce cubes when you enter the house. At this time, the sauce is about to be poured.

When Liu Qingshan broke apart the sauce cubes, the middle part was sticky, which meant that the sauce cubes were fermented.

Whether the miso is good or not, fermentation is the key.

After breaking the sauce pieces into pieces, throw them into the sauce jar, add salt and water, preferably cold water.

Liu Qingshan's family has a large population, mainly due to the large number of immigrants, so there are a total of eight big sauce cubes, and a two-pot is used to fill most of it.

Putting the sauce cubes into the tank can only be regarded as the beginning, and it is still behind when I am busy.

Every morning when I wake up, the first thing I do is make a sauce jar.

Use a wooden rake to stir the liquid in the sauce tank back and forth. This process is called raking.

The second key to whether the miso is good or not is on the rake.

For diligent people, they rake once in the morning and evening, and it takes at least 10 minutes to half an hour each time.

While beating, use a spoon to scoop out the dirt floating on it.

In this way, after the miso is fully fermented, the aroma emitted when it is raked can be smelled across several houses.

If people are lazy and don’t rake much, the miso smells like stinky feet, which is unpalatable for thieves.

In Liu Qingshan's house, it is the mother and grandma who are responsible for raking, and most of the time it is the grandma.

The old lady was sitting in front of the sauce jar, her hands were not too fast, she was pounding the wooden rake, her expression was focused and calm.

It was as if the whole years flowed through her fingers bit by bit...

For this reason, Liu Qingshan also specially took a few photos of his mother and grandma raking, as a souvenir.

After taking the photo, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but feel touched when he saw his grandma sitting there quietly raking, with a look of satisfaction on his face, and hummed softly:

"It's been a long time, I want to say that I was so confused back then, it's hard to choose between truth and illusion."

"Sorrows and joys, parting and reuniting, have been there before, so persistent, why?"

"The long journey of life, searching up and down, longing in the heart, living sincerely..."

Accompanied by the light ringing of grandma's hand, Liu Qingshan's singing fascinated everyone, savoring the hardships and longing of the years.

Liu Yinfeng looked far away: the road is long and long, I will search up and down!

After Liu Qingshan finished singing a song, Liu Yinfeng asked: "Sanfenger, what song is this, why haven't I heard it before?"

"Longing, it should be popular in a few years."

Liu Qingshan explained with a smile that he longed for this TV series, which was released in 1990, and it will indeed take a few years.

After speaking, he suddenly felt that something had changed in the second sister Liu Yinfeng.

eager!

Liu Yinfeng looked up at the clear sky, his eyes seemed to cross the ocean and reach the strange country on the other side of the ocean.

At this time, someone suddenly yelled: "Wanting, this is a good name, Sanfeng'er, my new book, this is the name!"

It was Gao Wenxue, the eldest brother-in-law, who was yelling, and through his myopic lenses, he could see the glow of excitement.

"Brother-in-law, are you done writing?" Liu Qingshan was also a little excited.

For more than a year, the eldest brother-in-law has devoted himself to creating, is it finally time to reap it?

Gao Wenxue nodded, then shook his head again: "I just finished the first book, I plan to write a trilogy for this book, Qingshan, please help me to see it first, and I will revise it a few times."