Chong Sheng 1977Nian Cong Zhi Qing Kai Shi

the next day.

"The Kao Contest is on fire, and Guo Fengyi recreates the legend..."

"The first-class flowers sold for 50,000 yuan on the spot, can Kao break this record in the end?"

"Nearly a thousand people signed up on the first day, and thousands of people signed up the next day. In two days, Chuncheng Street was almost overcrowded."

It is said that the commercial atmosphere in the north is not strong, and that the spring breeze of reform is diverted in Shanhaiguan, but who knows that Bingcheng has pioneered the transformation of old cities, and Spring City has the courage to explore the romantic economy.

Spring City, a city with a strong commercial atmosphere, became popular again because of the Kao Contest.

After the first day's temptation, the second day's brewing, and the third day, he completely survived the madness.

The shame-covering clothes that were thrown up last night had been rubbed by the sun all night before the light could see through. Some people huddled up at the door of the department store to take up a place. After the door opened, the number of people doubled in an instant.

The registration fee of five yuan is very heavy for ordinary people, but in the eyes of these speculators, it is nothing at all. Especially some of them are not holding their own money.

Spring City in the early 1980s was also experiencing the "special zone effect". The news of the establishment of a special zone in a small fishing village in the south came quickly, and they also discussed and speculated about what the special zone was like. .

In fact, no one can figure out what the special zone is. Just throwing four stones at the northern foot of Mount Everest, no one knows whether they will fall into the Maquan River.

They are too far away from the south to see and feel, and can only guess by a few words in the newspaper. In the past three to five years, they have also experienced knowledge anxiety and urgently need knowledge to change their destiny.

They have also gone through wealth stratification. The mediocre poor neighbors and street sneakers around them may become enviable ten-thousand-thousand households or ten-thousand-thousand households without hair if they catch an opportunity.

The young people on the banks of Qinghe Lake tried to sum up their own generation in two words. Some said they were confused, some said they were impulsive, and some said they were impetuous. Most of them summed up the same vocabulary of place names.

Under the impetuous trend of thought, whether it is Wenchangwei or the butterflies in Spring City, it can also set off violent wind and waves.

With the help of many positive factors, the Clivia index has been rising steadily, and the vines are extending from the main trunk, twisting like snakes, knocking on the windows of the leeks, stirring the leeks in spring sleep, whispering softly in their ears: "Money is falling from the sky, hurry up!" Go pick it up."

In the upsurge, people firmly believe that Clivia will be revered forever, and the price will only rise and not fall.

In the past, there were no evaluation rules for the sale of Clivia, and the valuation was all based on one's own eyesight. But the emergence of the Kao Contest broke the previous disorder, as if a hero stood up and told you that this pot is good and this pot is bad.

This game rule is quickly accepted by people, which is in the interests of speculators and farmers.

With Guo Fengyi sitting in charge, it represents authority in itself, coupled with this novel and effective rule, it is really a scholar who is rushing to take the exam knocking on the widow's door at night.

This is an opportunity for everyone who is busy working around Clivia, spending five yuan can increase the value of their flowers by a hundred times, so why not do it.

Ever since, the A, B, and C grades in the competition have directly become the value standard for judging a potted flower.

From the third day onwards, the entrance of the shopping mall was also crowded with people with different accents. Every time someone came out, the people who were waiting outside rushed to ask.

Not to mention A, B, and C, but only the pieces of paper pasted on them, which are divided into three colors of red, yellow and blue.

Few people are interested in the yellow label, and the price is only two thousand; the blue label is so-so, and the price is worth tens of thousands;

Ten thousand, twenty thousand, thirty or forty thousand... The highest pot has already sold for a whopping 170,000!

There are also some who harvest the blue and yellow labels. They don’t leave the department store, go directly to the electrical counter on the second floor, and pat the orchid on the counter. "I want a color TV, use this in exchange."

"Comrade, we only accept cash here. To buy a color TV, you have to provide a special TV ticket."

"What? Where are your leaders? Call your leaders here."

The leader was taken aback when he came, but fortunately, the leader at the top of the mall had already given orders.

"Can you change it? Can you change it?"

Clivia fell into madness, the orchid leaf turned into a sword, and the sword warded off evil spirits.

"Yes, of course! Go quickly and show this comrade a color TV, a Sanyo brand."

There were onlookers who saw this and followed suit one after another. They found refrigerators, motorcycles and other areas, and crossed swords one after another to retreat.

The rivers and lakes in Chuncheng are still there, but the knights have retreated one after another.

Even the other two provinces in the Northeast, and the fourth province in the Northeast, which had been kicked out of the Northeast decades earlier, heard the news and rushed here one after another in order to get involved before the end of the competition.

Spring City, no one sleeps tonight!

In this madness, some people are quietly shipping out goods, not only the six sons are doing this, but other people are also doing the same thing.

When Man San'er's subordinates came to bet money, Nanyi had already left Chuncheng and continued to go north.

Dasong, a small county on the edge of Changbai Mountain.

If there is no ginseng, Tasong is just an unremarkable small remote county, except for the surrounding areas, no one will know this place.

After Grain Rain, the peak season for ginseng harvesting comes. Young people in the village will follow the old people to the mountains to collect ginseng, leaving only young mothers with their children at home.

It usually takes several months for ginseng collectors to find ginseng. During this period, they have to go through many tests in the mountains. Every time, some people will stay in the mountains forever, performing a call from the distant mountains.

Nanyi came early, before the rainy season, the people in the village still stayed at home and did not go to the mountains.

This year, some ginseng planting areas in Kyrgyzstan Province launched a ginseng production contract system, contracting ginseng land to villagers, but a certain amount of output must be guaranteed.

Tansong is next to Changbai Mountain, and has unique conditions for ginseng planting. In addition to ginseng harvesting, the ginseng planting industry here is also very developed.

The three of Nanyi shuttled between the villages. Along the way, they sometimes walked around and watched the flowers, and sometimes stopped to observe, learning about the planting of ginseng.

Walking all the way, I came to Manjiang Town.

Manjiang Town covers an area of ​​633.85 square kilometers, but the population density is less than 1 person per square kilometer, which is quite large and sparsely populated.

Although it is already March in Yangchun, the temperature here in Manjiang Town is still very low. The highest temperature is a few degrees above zero during the day, and the lowest temperature can reach minus ten degrees at night.

Braving the cold wind, Nanyi went to the post office in the town. At the door of the post office, he met the postman who was stacking parcels on the sledge.

"Hello, comrade, I would like to ask, how should I go to Gaoligou?"

"Goryeo hook?" The postman put down the parcel and looked at Nanyi, "Are you looking for Pu Dashan?"

"Comrade, how do you know?"

"Is there anything I don't know about this, are you from another place?"

"Yes, from the capital."

"That's not surprising. Gao Ligou said it was a village, but there are only seven or eight people living there all year round. In winter, there are more people in the days when the mountains fall, and the only person who can get in touch with the outside world is Pu Dashan."

"So that's the case, how long will it take to get there from the town?"

"You guys are lucky. I just happen to be going to Gaoligou today, so I'll pick you up by the way. But as agreed, there are a lot of postal parcels on my sledge. You can sit on flat roads, but you have to come down and walk uphill."

"Thank you so much, what do you call comrade?"

"Kim Jong Kwang."

"Hello, hello, Comrade Jin."

Although Kim Jong Kwang was driving a jeep, Nan Yi guessed that he was of Korean ethnicity.

The names of the Korean people are relatively monotonous. The males are Zhe, Long, Hu, and Guang, and the females are Hua and Mei. The probability of repetition is very high. In addition, Jin Zhengguang has a surname of Jin, and the chance of Nanyi guessing wrong is not high.

Followed Kim Jong Kwang to a few villages first, waiting for him to deliver parcels and letters. They set off in the morning until it was getting dark in the afternoon before they arrived at Koryogo. This Nanyi checked the map and found that the straight line distance from the town was less than ten kilometers. remote villages.

"Hoo!"

Jin Zhengguang stopped his horse outside the fence of a house, and pointed at the courtyard gate with a whip, "This is Park Dashan's house. If you don't rush to leave, I will come back in a week and pick you up by the way."

"Comrade Jin, thank you so much."

Nanyi shook hands with him, quietly left something on the sledge, and then watched Jin Zhengguang drive the sledge forward, and walked to the fence when he was completely out of sight.

Just as he was about to call out, a frightening dog barked into his ear.

Nanyi Xunsheng glanced at it. It was an Oroqen hound. It looked very spiritual. It should be a mountain dog.

The so-called mountain dog is actually not a breed of dog, but a symbol or title. It follows its master in the mountains and forests, and still dares to fight fierce beasts, but it is very loyal to its master.

It's like licking a dog, "wáng, wángwáng" to outsiders, but "wāng, wāng, wāng" to the person who licks him, one with a high spirit, and the other with a milky voice.

"Old man, is old man at home?"

"Who is it?"

Creaking, the door was pushed open, along the opened curtain, Nan Yi saw an old man with a dog fur hat and a beard poking out.

"Old man, I'm Man San'er's friend, he introduced me to you."

"Men San, why didn't he come?" Park Dashan said, and he walked towards the fence.

"He has something to do in Spring City, so he can't make it."

"I'm still thinking about having another drink with him. Man San has a lot to drink, I like this kid." Park Dashan opened the fence and said, "Come in, don't be afraid, I'll tell Heita to be good, I'm here, It doesn't bite."

Sure enough, just as Park Dashan said, when he followed him inside, the dog named Heita lay there obediently and never barked again.

Entering the room, Pu Dashan enthusiastically let the three of Nanyi sit on the top of the kang, and then, slapping, put four large white bowls on the low table, took a bottle of New Huaide wine and poured it into the bowls.

"I must be thirsty along the way, moisten your throat first." After pouring the wine, Park Dashan raised the bowl.

Nanyi picked up Xiaohua's bowl of wine, divided half of it into the tiger cub's bowl, and poured the remaining half into his own bowl, "Old man, let's drink it, and the woman should stop drinking it, she is not a Northeast mother You guys don't drink at all."

"Forget, forget, okay, okay, the three of us drink."

As soon as he entered the door, he didn't do anything, and he drank liquor that was nearly 40 to 60 degrees. Nanyi really couldn't stand the enthusiasm.