Goldfinger is a bit strange

Paying IOUs was also considered one of the characteristics of the times at that time, especially farmers, who had the most IOUs in their hands.

If you go to the grain depot to sell grain, you will get a white slip, if you go to the sugar factory to sell beets, you will get a white slip, if you go to the flax factory to sell flax, you will get a white slip, if you go to the purchasing station to sell pigs, you will probably get a white slip back.

Then you have to work hard and ask someone to help you exchange the white notes in your hand into cash.

So when the old party secretary saw that the director of the supply and marketing cooperative was going to do this, of course he didn't agree.

In fact, this is not a problem at all. All wild vegetable purchase points in the county have sufficient cash and do not accept credit.

There was no other way, so the director had to go to the credit union, take out the money, and pay them.

In the view of the older generation, such as the old branch secretary, money should be put into one's own pocket.

So people all sat on the Great Liberation and walked back excitedly.

“There’s room for people in my car!”

The owner of the car was yelling, but his little four-wheeled car was so bumpy that no one would ride on it.

Not to mention, there were people who gave him face. Liu Qingshan happily ran towards his four-wheeler, which made the boss smile happily:

"Qingshan, come up quickly and sit on the wings so that we can chat."

Liu Qingshan pointed behind him: "Uncle boss, I'm riding in a carriage."

As he spoke, he crossed over to the small four-wheeler, jumped onto the large carriage, and sat cross-legged in the middle. His body rose and fell slightly with the carriage, which was quite comfortable.

This carriage belonged to Zhang Bozi's father's family. When he saw this, he cracked his big whip:

"Boss, no one cares about your iron stuff, why don't you change it back to the whip pole?"

What responded to him was the churning sound of the small four-wheeler, which disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Liu Qingshan sat on the carriage and looked around. It was not that he liked riding in carriages, but he was observing the road conditions and thinking about road construction as he walked.

From Jiapigou to the commune, the more than ten miles of road are all dirt roads. If it rains, there will be no way to walk.

If you want to be rich, build roads first. There is some truth in this saying.

As there are more and more industries in Jiapigou, the connection with the outside world is getting closer and closer. It is really inconvenient to not have a good road.

But with Jiapigou's current strength, it really can't spare any extra money to build roads.

It would be best to discuss this with the commune government, rather than build a gravel road first.

If it doesn't work, they Jiapigou will provide the manpower themselves, and the superiors will only be responsible for the machinery and earth and stone used for road construction.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a bastard pit in front of him, so Liu Qingshan simply jumped off the carriage and walked slowly behind.

After eating a few mouthfuls of ashes, he simply ran to the front of the carriage.

He is very familiar with this road. He has walked it for several years from elementary school to junior high school. To put it more exaggeratedly, he knows every plant and tree on the roadside.

It is already mid-April, and the vegetation is sprouting. When you look over, your eyes are filled with bright green or yellow colors, and your breath is filled with the fragrance of vegetation.

The ditches along the road were newly dug last year. The soil was very loose. Liu Qingshan's eyes lit up when he saw his mother-in-law Ding Yazi emerging from the soil.

He asked Zhang Bizi's father for a knife head on the carriage, and prepared to dig out some tender diced meat. The diced meat grown from this kind of soil has a very deep white underside, which of course makes it more tender.

After cutting it down with a knife, the mother-in-law was cut apart. I pulled out the leaves and took a look. They were almost grown, but the roots were not dug yet.

When I cut again, I added a little more force, and the whole blade did not penetrate into the soil. Then I dug out the mother-in-law completely. A large section below was full of white, which looked really strange.

The only pity is that I didn’t wear a small basket, and there were no plastic bags or anything like that at this time.

At this time, Zhang Bozi's father also stopped the carriage and asked the carriage horse to graze freely on the side of the road. He also joined Da Zhangluo, who was driving another carriage.

"The mother-in-law in Gada is so kind." Da Zhangluo also found a knife to dig.

He also had nothing to show off, so he took off the hat on his head and put it in his hood without fear of his mother-in-law Ding's juice sticking to the hat.

Zhang Bizi's father was squatting on the ground smoking a dry cigarette, and kept pointing to the two people who found the mother-in-law Ding.

"What the hell is this? It looks so stupid?"

He suddenly discovered a novel gadget, kicked it with his foot, and then it fell off with a slight pull.

Da Zhangluo was right next to him. He picked it up and looked at it in front of his eyes:

"I've seen it before, but I don't know what it's called. It smells weird, and it looks like it's pimple-like. It's definitely not a good thing."

After saying that, he threw it away casually, and it happened to be at Liu Qingshan's feet. He picked it up, held it in his hand and looked at it, and immediately cheered:

“S’mores!”

Then he quickly asked: "Uncle Zhang Luo, where did you find this thing? Are there many?"

Da Zhangluo pointed to the grass beside the ditch: "There are piles of them right here, there seem to be quite a few. Qingshan, what did you just say this is? What's the sheep belly?"

"Uncle Zhang Luo, it's morels, absolutely good stuff, the king of mushrooms!"

Liu Qingshan moved a few steps to the edge of the ditch, and sure enough, he saw a few clusters of yellow-brown fungi in the grass.

The shape is a bit strange, with a small short stalk at the bottom and an oval cap on top.

The surface of the cap is covered with wrinkles and does not look numb.

Because it was drilled out of the soil, some of the folds were still stained with soil, which made people feel disgusted involuntarily.

But even this kind of wild morels, decades later, will be worth at least several thousand yuan per kilogram in dried form.

Da Zhangluo broke off another one and looked at it carefully: "Well, it really looks like a sheep's belly. I wonder how it tastes?"

As he spoke, he put it to his mouth and took a bite.

"What does this smell like? Bah, bah, it's dead."

With a grimace on his face, Da Zhangluo spit out all the residue in his mouth on the ground. His mouth was filled with the smell of earth, which was simply unpalatable.

How dare you call him the King of Fungi? Bah!

Liu Qingshan looked at him and smiled: "Uncle Zhang Luo, this is not how morels are eaten. Fresh food must be blanched, preferably dried in the sun and then soaked."

Morel mushrooms are a vegetarian, and are best paired with meat. For example, use them to stew pork ribs, stew chicken, etc. The taste is very delicious.

Of course, some people can't get used to this taste, but Europeans and Americans especially like it.

As for the reason, it involves another fungus that is regarded as a fetish by Europeans and Americans—truffles.

In some ways, morels are similar to truffles.

Truffles are sold by the gram, and the price is as good as gold; although morels are not that exaggerated, they are still expensive.

That's why the smile on Liu Qingshan's face looked so bright.

Da Zhangluo finally spit out the residue in his mouth, but he still felt a strange taste in his mouth.

He simply pulled out the root of a mother-in-law's penis, peeled off the outer skin, leaving the white and tender roots inside, put it in his mouth and chewed it for a while.

He grinned in pain, but the strange smell was finally diluted, and he felt much better, and his mouth couldn't stop talking:

"Qingshan, you said this thing is valuable, but there seems to be no morel mushroom on the acquisition list you were talking about yesterday?"

Liu Qingshan also thought about it and realized that it really didn't happen. He didn't know if it was because the island country didn't like it, or because they thought they didn't grow morels here.

So he smiled and said: "If you don't accept it, we will sell it to Europeans and Americans. I heard that the French like to eat this the most."

Da Zhangluo shook his head: "This foreigner's taste is really unique."

Now that you have discovered such a good thing as morels, of course you can't let them go. Their picking period is relatively short. If they are overgrown, they will emit a rotten smell, which is very unpleasant.

The reason why there are more morels here is probably because the soil on both sides of the road was newly plowed last year. This situation is most suitable for the growth of morels.

Here, you can roughly pick two crops of morels in spring, and you can pick another crop in autumn.

The morels are hollow in the middle and light and weightless. When dried, they are even lighter.

After returning to the village, Liu Qingshan told the old party secretary and Captain Zhang the news.

Captain Zhang is also in a bit of trouble: now every family is busy farming, and several other labor groups also need manpower, so they really can’t spare anyone.

Liu Qingshan took a look at the calendar and had an idea:

"Tomorrow happens to be Sunday. I will organize the children to pick morels. Then the cooperative will send out a few carriages to pull people and goods back and forth."

"Can the little ones make it?"

Captain Zhang was a little worried.

Liu Qingshan said disapprovingly: "It's easier to pick this thing than poaching the mother-in-law."

The matter is settled like this. Go to school and talk to Yang Hongying. Tell the children to meet at school at seven o'clock tomorrow morning and bring water bottles.

As for those in senior high school and junior high school in the commune, the children should know everything when they go home.

Liu Qingshan thought for a while and added: "Everyone who participates in labor tomorrow will be rewarded!"

"Brother Qingshan, what's the reward? Are you eating wild boar meat again?"

Er Mangzi became excited when he heard this.

"Keep it secret for now." Liu Qingshan deliberately teased the children, and then after school was over, he took the fourth and fifth children home.

Lunch at home was almost ready. Liu Qingshan handed the mother-in-law Ding he brought back to his grandmother to clean. He carefully put a hooded morel into the basin and began to clean it.

Morels are delicate and must be handled with care, as the folds are stained with dirt, so cleaning them is a big hassle.

And you can't rub or knead it. You can only use your hands in the water basin and stir it gently in one direction.

The morels rotate together and slowly shake out the soil in the folds.

After changing several basins of water, after cleaning, there is no fine mud at the bottom of the water. This is considered clean.

Scald it in boiling water for a while, blanch it, take it out and let it cool, cut it in half, and then fry the morels with eggs.

Besides serving it, the presentation is pretty good, with golden eggs and semi-circular morels.

The color of natural morels is not so black and dark, but shows a slightly transparent brown color.

"Everyone, try it. This thing is called morel. It's very nutritious."

Liu Qingshan introduced such a rare good thing, so of course he called Professor Wang and his students to try it.

March, early spring.

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The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds.

The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world.

Please download the Aiyue Novels app to read the latest chapters for free without ads. The bloody rain, with sadness, falls to the mortal world.

The earth is hazy, and there is a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim bloody rain.

The broken walls and ruins in the city, everything is withered, collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering.

The bustling streets in the past are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy.

Only blood mud mixed with pieces of meat, dust, and paper is left, which is indistinguishable and shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage is deeply stuck in the mud, full of sadness, with only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of gloomy weirdness.

The cloudy eyes seemed to have some resentment, and he looked at the mottled stones in front of him alone.

There, a figure was lying.

This was a 13 or 14-year-old boy, with ragged clothes and full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his tattered coat from all directions, swept through his body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog at a distance of seven or eight feet from him, and sometimes vigilantly observed the surroundings.

It seemed that in this dangerous ruin, it would instantly take off at the slightest movement.

Download the Aiyue novel app to read the latest chapters without ads for free. And the boy, like a hunter, patiently waited for the opportunity.

After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely sank its head into the belly of the wild dog.

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