Reborn in Changbai Mountain, I rely on my divine eyes to dig ginseng and hunt

"Don't dare to say that. This is a problem of work style. She is a very strong woman. She can beat bears and tigers. When a wolf meets her, it will be slaughtered like a rabbit. Do you think you can handle such a daughter-in-law?"

When the prime minister's wife heard this, she never mentioned it again. She said that a woman who was too strong could not be a daughter-in-law.

At around five o'clock, Director Xiang called the driver and took his wife straight to Baishan Iron Pot Stew.

After the last lesson, a shotgun was placed next to the driver's seat to prevent possible wolves from appearing.

Baishan Iron Pot Stew. A while ago, one of my subordinates had a wedding party and we ate here. It tasted very good, authentic Northeastern cuisine, with large portions and very affordable. But I could never taste the flavor of my hometown.

As the director of a power plant, he has both fame and fortune. He has money and power, but also heavy responsibilities. He hasn't been home for the New Year for five or six years. He feels empty and uncomfortable. He really wants to eat some hometown food and drink some hometown water.

The driver was Director Xiang's confidant, so he arranged for them to have dinner at a table on the first floor. Director Xiang and his wife followed Liu Xialian to the private room on the second floor, where only three people sat in the large room.

Liu Jun arrived late a short while later and apologized as soon as he entered the room: "Director Xiang, I'm sorry. The county leaders came today and I was in charge of security and I just finished my work."

Director Xiang and Liu Jun have known each other for a long time, but they have not had much contact. Both of them retired from the team, but Liu Jun served longer, while Director Xiang retired after only three years.

"Captain Liu, is this your daughter?"

"Yeah, haha, you don't know?"

"I've heard of it before, but I wasn't sure. I didn't expect it to be true."

The waiter came in and greeted them. Liu Xialian said, "Serve the food. Today is a gathering of fellow villagers, so let's just have a simple meal."

The cigarettes are local ginseng cigarettes, 60 cents a box, and the wine is local Daqu wine, 5 yuan a bottle.

First, four plates of dried fruits were presented, including melon seeds, peanuts, raisins, dates, etc.

The dishes came soon after, the first plate was spicy chicken, the second plate was braised carp, the third plate was stir-fried meat with hot peppers, the fourth plate was pan-fried river fish, and a pot of mutton soup was served in the middle.

Director Xiang was shocked: "Oh my god, isn't this the spicy chicken from Tengzhou? Are there any chefs from Tengzhou in the Northeast?"

After all, transportation is inconvenient these days, and only very few people can walk out.

"Try it and see if it's authentic. There's a new chef here."

Everyone started eating, and Liu Jun said after a while: "The taste is great, but the rooster is a bit old."

Director Xiang said, "Lao Liu, this is what you said wrong. Spicy chicken must be made with old chickens. The older the chicken, the more expensive it is."

The other three dishes are also prepared in southern Shandong and are extremely authentic.

Director Xiang tasted the mutton soup and said, "The meat is very fresh, but the soup is not old soup. The taste is much worse. It is freshly boiled."

"Uncle Xiang is really amazing. He can even taste this. He is really amazing."

"When I am not busy anymore, I will go back to my hometown, see the mountains and waters there, and eat some delicious food there."

Linyi fried chicken is actually different from Zaozhuang spicy chicken, but the difference is not big. Liu Fugang can make it, so his skills are pretty good.

Liu Jun also sighed: "I have been away from home for more than 20 years, and my hair has turned half white. I didn't expect to be able to eat hometown food here."

A meal doesn’t cost much, but it brings people closer together.

In the backyard, Daya and Erya were each chewing on a chicken leg.

"Sister, you are so pitiful. You have to eat chicken in small pieces. Unlike us, you eat meat and drink water in big mouthfuls."

It was getting dark. Director Xiang was a little tipsy, having drunk about half a pound of liquor but still not drunk. His wife supported him and sent Liu Xia Lian and Liu Jun to the door, then watched them get into the car and left.

Liu Jun said, "Girl, where did you get this Shandong cook?"

"My cousin, I plan to open a restaurant in the county and let my cousin be the chef."

Liu Jun was a little worried: "I'm glad that you can really help your cousin, but you must do what you can and not take big steps. Look at the forest farm, a large factory with thousands of employees, and its capital chain is broken. Director Li is almost worried to death."

"Yes, has Director Li come up with a solution?"

"Director Li has planned a medicinal materials market on the street next door, which can accommodate hundreds of merchants. Medicinal materials merchants from all over the world can come here to purchase Changbai Mountain's special medicinal materials. He also wanted to develop the forest farm into a farm, but was rejected by the higher-ups because there are only about 30,000 acres of farmland here, which is not enough to support thousands of workers. It seems that the only way is to divide the forest farm's land into small plots and subcontract them out, which can still generate some income. However, the taxes collected from farming are not small, so it is difficult to subcontract them out."

Liu Xia Lian remembered that the forest farm was completely disbanded two years later, leaving only a nursery and forest protection team of about a hundred people. The team switched from logging to protection, and the commercial area that emerged because of the forest farm gradually declined. Around the year 2000, the population that once numbered tens of thousands was reduced to only a few thousand.

"Dad, don't worry. I don't raise funds or take out loans. I can only do as much as I can."

"That's good. My comrade, your Uncle Yang, is here. He is passing by on a mission. He is still thinking about you joining the army. Go meet him."

This Uncle Yang used to be Liu Jun's subordinate. After Liu Jun retired, he continued to stay in the team. Now he is the leader of the Provincial Armed Police Corps, managing more than 10,000 people. It is very rare for him to remember his old leader even though he is in a high position.

Liu Xialian said, "I have such a big business now, why should I be a soldier? You should go back to Uncle Yang."

"You said that a few years ago. Now that you're passing by, tell her in person."

"Okay, let's go." Liu Xia Lian was about to come, and Daya and Erya also followed. After all, these two people acted as personal bodyguards.

Uncle Yang is a humble man and he just lives in the security department dormitory.

There was only a driver and two guards accompanying them. It seemed that they were carrying out some secret mission. They were all in plain clothes, but you could tell from their movements that they were soldiers. There was no difference between them in casual clothes or not.

Uncle Yang is about forty-five or forty-six years old, with a straight figure, about 1.85 meters tall, five or six centimeters taller than Liu Jun, and has a strong build.

When he saw Liu Xialian, he liked her very much and said, "Girl, didn't you say you wanted to be a soldier when you were little? The corps needs to recruit female soldiers recently. Do you want to go?"

"Uncle Yang, I've changed my mind and don't want to go. Now is the time for reform and opening up. I'm leading my fellow villagers to become rich."

Uncle Yang was amused: "It's so fast. You were only in your teens when we first met, and now you're in your early twenties. You can lead your fellow villagers to prosperity. How do you lead them?"

"I plan to open a food processing factory, make various kimchi, sell them to South Korea, and earn foreign exchange for the country. The villagers can farm during the busy farming season and come to the factory to work during the slack season, and they can earn some pocket money."