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

Wanshan Town was donated by my uncle, the deputy mayor, who donated 20,000 yuan, after all, the ginseng was traded from there. The remaining 80,000 yuan was donated to three villages, but there was no specific plan for how to do it or what to do.

When Liu Xia Lian arrived at the brigade headquarters, Village Chief Li was chatting with the village women's director.

"Why is Xia Lian here? I heard that you are receiving foreign guests from Malaysia?"

"I'm done with the reception and going back. I dug up a 300-400-year-old ginseng a few days ago and sold it for 70 yuan. After deducting the handling fee and various expenses, there is still a lot left. I plan to donate 80,000 yuan to our three villages. Do you have any good suggestions?"

Village chief Li had just taken a sip of tea, and when he heard Liu Xia Lian talking, his throat suddenly felt itchy, and the tea sprayed all over the women's director's face.

The female director got angry and stood up and yelled, "You've never seen money before, why are you so excited? I'm afraid you'll choke to death."

"Ahem, ahem. Xia Lian said she would donate 80,000 yuan."

The women's director rolled her eyes and left angrily.

The village chief wiped the water off the table and said, "You said you want to donate 80,000 to Lijiatun, Mangcun, and Zhangjiatun?"

"Yes, village chief, you heard it right."

"Why donate to three villages? It would be better to just donate to our village."

"No, that won't work. Old Chen and General Li are old friends, they have been friends for decades. This time he even went to Mang Village for a visit. What's more, the three villages are close to each other, and if they prosper together, they all prosper together. The county magistrate has given instructions, so I can't just donate to Lijiatun."

Village Chief Li stroked his chin and thought for a long time: "You are giving me a difficult problem. If it is 90,000, 30,000 per village would be easy to divide, but it is 80,000, which is impossible to divide."

"I'm not donating this to anyone. The three of you village heads should get together and discuss it. If you decide where to spend the money, I'll give it to you. How do you think?"

Village Chief Li made the decision: "Don't worry, the 80,000 yuan will definitely be spent wisely. We will definitely not start projects recklessly or spend money in vain. We have discussed it and I will tell you."

"Okay, then you go ahead and do your work. I'll go back to the factory." Liu Xia Lian said and went back.

Village chief Li immediately got on the horse-drawn carriage to go to the village to help. Lijiatun and Mangcun are all from the same family, so it would be reasonable for the two villages to discuss things together.

Liu Xia Lian drove a tractor, took Daya and Daniu with her, pulled a cart of cucumbers, and took them to the kimchi factory.

During this period, the production and sales of the kimchi factory were quite good. Manager Sun did not disappoint Liu Xialian's trust. Through radio and newspaper advertisements, he has attracted more than 20 companies in prefecture-level cities in the three northeastern provinces, and the response has been good. There are dozens of large factories with 10,000 employees eating kimchi food. The pickled beans and pickled cucumbers are also famous. They are delicious, sour and crispy.

When passing by the station, they saw an acquaintance, Li Damei's boyfriend, Mr. Xu. Liu Xia Lian stopped the tractor and honked the horn.

"Teacher Xu, what are you doing?"

Teacher Xu said, "I bought a house in the county town and just renovated it. I'm planning to get married at the end of the year. Damei is coming over today, so we'll go back and choose furniture."

"Why do you seem unhappy? What's going on? Did you have another fight with your family?"

"No, my dad agreed. My mom doesn't like Damei, so we don't need to worry about her. There's nothing else, but there's a little conflict with the upstairs neighbor. We bought a house in the plastic factory dormitory, with three bedrooms and a living room. My house is on the third floor. There's an employee of the plastic factory on the fourth floor. This person has some bad hobbies. He raises pigeons on the balcony. The pigeons drop their feces all over my house. We have argued several times but it's useless. He told us to sue whoever we fall in love with. This person is a gangster, and I can't win the argument with him, which affects my mood."

The scholar was confused when he met a soldier. "It's okay. I'll go over and take a look. You go back. I'll bring some people over to visit us in the afternoon. You ask Damei to prepare some dishes. We'll have to eat then."

"Okay, no problem. There's a gas stove over there, and the kitchen is ready."

Teacher Xu took a bus back to the county town and prepared the wedding house with Li Damei. This house was actually very cheap, costing 16,000 yuan for 80 square meters and 6,000 yuan for decoration.

Li Damei is a bright and open-minded person. She paid for the house herself and Teacher Xu paid for the decoration. This old-style house has two households per floor, with the living room facing north, two bedrooms facing the sun, and one bedroom facing north.

The family on the fourth floor probably raises more than a dozen nests of pigeons. The pigeon coop made of plastic barrels is tied to the steel anti-theft net.

Pigeons can eat and poop, and they often flap their wings. Damei's family on the third floor is in trouble.

Li Damei used a broom to clean the dust, feathers, and feces on the balcony. Just after she finished cleaning, a pigeon stood on the anti-theft net of her house. It moved its butt and a pool of diarrhea fell on the balcony.

Li Damei was furious and hit the protective net with a broom. The pigeon ate it, flapped its wings and flew away.

After a while, someone came downstairs and knocked on the door.

Li Damei opened the door and saw that the person who came in was none other than her upstairs neighbor, Huang Ga, a man in his forties, with a bald head and a thick neck. He was wearing a black vest, had a muscular body, and was holding a Sichuan pepper tree trunk in his hand.

"Did you hit my pigeons?" Huang Ga asked.

Li Damei nodded: "Yes, what's wrong?"

"You little bitch, are you itching for trouble?" Huang Ga said as he was about to hit Li Damei. Li Damei stepped forward and punched him twice, but considering that he was a neighbor, he did not kill him and just hit him on the chest, just to show him how powerful he was.

Huang Ga wanted to fight again, but Li Damei slapped him twice: "You bastard, you are not good enough to fight, don't try to bully me, I will burn you to death."

Huang Ga suffered a great loss and returned in disappointment when he saw that he was no match for Li Damei.

After a while, the door rang again, ding ding ding.

Li Damei was very angry: "It's not over yet, is it?"

It was Teacher Xu who opened the door: "Why are you here?"

"Well, I didn't have any classes in the morning, so I came back early. Director Liu said he would bring some friends over for dinner later, how about I go buy some food?"

"Okay, then go ahead and buy some spare ribs, white-striped chicken, and bighead carp. You can't go to a restaurant to eat in your new home, you have to eat in your room. Oh, and buy some juice and soda. Here's the money." Li Damei stuffed fifty yuan into Teacher Xu's pocket.

Teacher Xu put his things down, took a big basket and went out to buy vegetables.

After a while, Liu Xia Lian arrived with five people.

Liu Xialian, Daya, Li Daniu, Xu Xiong, Li Hu.

Li Damei was overjoyed: "Sister, you are all here, please come in quickly."

Everyone else was normal, except Li Daniu, who had to lower his head when entering the room. He almost hit the ceiling fan when he entered the room. Liu Xia Lian quickly turned off the ceiling fan and turned on the floor fan.

"Sister, who is this big guy?"

"His name is Li Daniu. I brought him from my hometown in Shandong. He's a fierce hunter. I heard that you're quite funny upstairs. Don't you want to listen to my advice?"

"He just came down to hit me, and I hit him back."

Liu Xia Lian went to the balcony and saw that it was indeed disgusting. How could they do things this way? This kind of apartment building was not suitable for raising pigeons.