Goldfinger is a bit strange

At noon, Liu Qingshan and his party returned home with a full load.

In the jeep, apart from people, almost all the remaining space was filled with driftwood.

And these are just a drop in the bucket compared to the waves that have accumulated for thousands of years on the other side of the river.

"Qingshan, if you put the remaining treasures over there, they won't be picked up by others, right? If they are used as matches, they will be in vain!"

Zhang Paizi couldn't hide his excitement. Liu Qingshan just told him that when Master Lu comes again, he will take him to Chuncheng to learn the art of sculpture.

Although he still doesn't know what carving is, he has been fascinated since seeing these waves. He has many ideas in his mind and can't wait to realize them.

Liu Qingshan smiled. People nowadays have not realized the ornamental value of langmu. Who would go all the way to get it at home unless they are full.

After arriving at the village and unloading all the things, Professor Wang happily leaned on his cane named "Qianxing" and couldn't put it down.

Liu Qingshan carried the big guy, temporarily named "Lu Ming", and placed it in the yard of his grandfather's house. It still needed to be cleaned and scrubbed before it could be put into the house.

Zhang Paozi found someone to move the remaining dozen or so pieces of wood back to his home.

As soon as Liu Qingshan put Lu Ming in the yard, he heard the noise outside the yard. It turned out to be his elder sister Yang Hongying, leading the children back.

These little guys came to receive tea eggs very consciously.

Liu Qingshan was so busy that he forgot all about it. Fortunately, his eldest sister Liu Jinfeng remembered that she had already boiled the tea eggs.

The fourth and fifth boys also had short legs and went over to help distribute the eggs, and finally two of them happily followed along.

Liu Qingshan took a big brush and a bucket and started brushing.

Langmu has been soaked and washed by river water, and the remaining part is filled with grease, so it is not afraid of water at all.

Just as I was getting excited, I heard someone greeting me outside the gate: "Comrade Xiao Liu, are you busy?"

The voice was a bit unfamiliar. Liu Qingshan quickly straightened up and looked over, but it was an old man carrying a pole. He didn't recognize it for a while.

"I'm from Dingjiagou, Comrade Xiao Liu. We had sex when we were selling mountain products at the supply and marketing cooperative."

As Old Man Ding said, Liu Qingshan finally remembered and hurriedly responded: "Uncle, you are tired. Come in quickly and have a drink of water and rest your legs."

Dingjiagou is a small village in the mountains, dozens of miles away from Jiapigou. They came here carrying a pole, so they probably set off early in the morning.

"I'm not tired, Comrade Xiao Liu, do you want to collect the morels?"

Old man Ding gently put down the burden he was carrying. There were two earthen baskets containing bulging small flour bags.

Liu Qingshan was stunned for a moment, then remembered this, and immediately smiled and said: "Take it, of course I will."

Hearing this, Old Man Ding immediately felt relieved. He ran all the way over. If they didn't accept it, his work would be in vain.

Inviting Old Man Ding into the room and pouring a bowl of water, Liu Qingshan handed over a filter, but the old man refused. Instead, he took the cigarette basket on the kang, rolled up a dry cigarette, and smoked it.

"Uncle, I already told the supply and marketing cooperative to collect it for me, why are you still traveling more than ten miles?"

Liu Qingshan asked a little strangely.

Old man Ding took a sip of water, wiped the corners of his mouth, and explained the whole story.

It turns out that the purchasing department of the supply and marketing cooperative said that foreign businessmen do not accept morels.

Although there was a verbal agreement with Liu Qingshan, Liu Qingshan has been busy picking wild vegetables these days and has not sent the money. Of course, he cannot collect it on his behalf.

I see, it looks like I need to send some money over this afternoon.

Of course Liu Qingshan has not forgotten this incident, but he did not expect that so soon, in less than a week, someone would pick a lot of morels and dry them and send them to them.

It seems that he still underestimated people at this moment. Everyone is really scared of poverty when it comes to their desire to make money.

So I used my own weighing plate to weigh the two-sided bags of morels picked by Old Man Ding.

After this thing is dried, it is even more light and weighs less than thirty kilograms together.

According to old man Ding, these are the dozen or so households in his Dingjiagou area, and they have given him all the morels that have been dried in the past few days.

Liu Qingshan took a look and found that these morels were all in good quality, so he purchased them as first-class products. After all, they had come all the way to pick them.

The price of first-class morels was eleven yuan, which was just over one yuan, which was enough for three hundred yuan. Liu Qingshan directly rounded up the price for Old Man Ding, and counted thirty large ones.

Holding a thick banknote in his hand, Old Man Ding's face beamed with joy: "Comrade Xiao Liu, thank you, thank you!"

"Uncle, I'm the one to thank you. If you want to sell it in the future, you can just go directly to the purchasing point of the supply and marketing cooperative. It will save you a lot of traveling."

Liu Qingshan decided to go to the supply and marketing cooperative in the afternoon and send the money there.

Although this business is in the name of a cooperative, all the acquisition funds are provided by him, and it is regarded as his personal business.

Old man Ding carefully counted the banknotes twice, then wrapped them layer by layer in handkerchief, stuffed them into his close-fitting pocket, and then prepared to leave.

"Uncle, wait a minute. No matter how good or bad this person is, he still has to eat at my house. If he goes back hungry, if word spreads, everyone will call us Jiapigou people. It’s not fair.”

Liu Qingshan quickly grabbed Old Man Ding's arm and took him home for dinner.

Nowadays, the folk customs are simple and simple, and it is normal to have a meal at home.

After having lunch together, Liu Qingshan drove the jeep and took Old Man Ding directly to the commune. Only then did Old Man Ding say goodbye cheerfully, repeating in his heart countless times:

This kid is so kind and righteous!

Liu Qingshan went to the supply and marketing cooperative. When he put ten stacks in front of the staff, everyone was shocked.

Soon even the director of the supply and marketing cooperative was alarmed and called the accountant and cash clerk. Then he accepted the 10,000 yuan and gave Liu Qingshan a receipt.

The director kept mumbling: "You Jiapigou are so rich!"

Liu Qingshan just smiled at this: I paid for this, okay?

However, this kind of showing off was meaningless, so there was no need for Liu Qingshan to explain. He explained to the two masters responsible for collecting the mountain goods before leaving.

He also thought of issuing documents through the county and organizing purchase points throughout the county to collect morels on his behalf.

But his current net worth is only 20,000 yuan, which is probably good enough to support the acquisition of this commune.

I have the appetite, but not the belly.

Just as he was about to get on the jeep, he heard someone shouting: "Qingshan, come and sit with me."

Turning around, I saw that it was Secretary Sun of the commune. He had a straw hat on his head and looked dusty.

"Secretary Sun, please speak if you need anything."

Liu Qingshan was full of respect for Secretary Sun Hongtao and quickly ran over to say hello.

After chatting for a while, we found out that Secretary Sun had gone to Shoulin Village to check on the harvesting of wild vegetables. As soon as he returned to the commune, he came here again to check on the purchase.

The purchase of wild vegetables is a major event in the county, and of course he attaches great importance to it.

After chatting for a while, Secretary Sun turned to the topic: "Qingshan, what the hell are you guys doing at Jiapigou? Are you buying morels alone? Have you found another market?"

After saying that, he added: "You bypassed the commune and the county and made a fortune on your own. If it had been a few years ago, I would have cut off your tail!"

"Secretary Sun, there is no sales now. I will contact you later. I am not sure about the specific situation yet."

"Why don't the county and the commune also take the money and collect it together? If we really lose the money then, just don't blame me."

"You kid, don't play tricks on me. When have you ever done a loss-making business?"

Secretary Sun pointed with his hand. This kind of trust made Liu Qingshan very happy and he kept laughing.

Even so, Secretary Sun did not dare to be too aggressive. After all, if something like this went wrong, his fortune and life would be at risk.

Although his original intention was good, he wanted to create more wealth for the county and the people.

"Qingshan, how about you write a report on morels, just like the plan you wrote, and then I submit it to the county. As for the final decision, it is up to the county. "

After some deliberation, Secretary Sun finally came up with the safest way.

Well, Liu Qingshan had no reason to refuse. Even if the morels produced by Qingshan Commune were bought by him, there were several other communes.

It would be best if the county could also invest in the acquisition. In that case, it would be easier to sell.

After all, the fewer things there are, the harder it is to sell them. Maybe he can catch a ride with the county and save himself the trouble of selling.

After discussing this matter, Liu Qingshan drove back. Halfway there, he saw three people walking forward in front of him.

This road leads to Jiapigou, so Liu Qingshan pressed the horn twice, preparing to ask them for a ride.

As a result, the old man walking at the front turned his head sharply, and looked at Liu Qingshan through the window glass with his falcon-like eyes.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but tremble in his hands and almost drove the jeep into the ditch: Why is he here again?

After braking the jeep to a stop and carefully looking at the remaining two young men, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, they are both men.

Hai Dagui led the two juniors back a few steps and came to the jeep.

Looking at Liu Qingshan getting out of the car door, Mr. Hai shook his head slightly: "You didn't drive the car very well and almost swerved into a ditch."

"I'm so excited to see you."

Liu Qingshan greeted warmly.

He is not afraid of Old Man Hai, but he is afraid of his granddaughter Hai Mingzhu, that enthusiastic, bold and unscrupulously simple girl.

After shouting the three of them to get into the jeep, and chatting while walking, Liu Qingshan finally figured out that Old Man Hai was waiting anxiously at home, so he went to Heixiazitun to inquire about the news.

I also brought two juniors here to learn black fungus cultivation techniques.

As for the sea pearl, it has been sent to a large reservoir in the capital to learn how to cultivate freshwater pearls.

"Xiao Shanzi, you are so unreasonable. When you buy wild vegetables, why don't you call our village? We can still transport dried vegetables and the like."

Old Man Hai heard about this when he was in Bishui County, so he was full of resentment, and now he finally found someone to vent his anger on.

Liu Qingshan was also wronged: "Old man, does your village have a telephone?"

Old Man Hai was speechless and simply stared: "You should have informed us anyway!"

"I have written a letter a long time ago, but I don't know when you will receive it." Liu Qingshan couldn't afford to offend Old Man Hai, so he stopped arguing with him.

That's pretty much it.

Old Man Hai nodded, and then took out another piece of paper from his pocket:

"This is my granddaughter's current address. Xiaoshanzi, when you are fine, write more letters to Mingzhu. You young people, you need more..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw a jeep with a dragon painted on it and rushed straight to the roadside.

Old Man Hai was also shocked: "I'm telling you, boy, your driving skills are too poor!"

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.

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The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood.

The city is in ruins and 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 streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate.

The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now.

Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

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

The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them.

There, a figure was lying down.

This is a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes are torn and covered with dirt, and he has a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, occasionally observing its surroundings vigilantly.

It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky.

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

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