Goldfinger is a bit strange

In the golden autumn of October, the rice is fragrant, and the Songjiang green rice in Jiapigou is finally harvested.

This year, the planting area has been expanded, water and fertilizer are sufficient, and there are no major diseases and insect pests, so each rice ear is heavy.

On the morning of the sickle, most of the villagers in Jiapigou came to the rice fields.

The young and middle-aged people sharpened their knives, and the old people and children carried small baskets, ready to pick up rice ears, and make sure that every grain is returned to the warehouse.

Today is Sunday, so Liu Ying and the other three teachers also brought the children to participate in the labor.

The autumn wind blew slightly, and the rice waves were fragrant. Liu Qingshan couldn't help but pick up the camera to record this beautiful harvest scene.

The water in the rice field had been drained long ago, and there was a harvester in the distance, harvesting rice.

It's just that the area is too large, and one harvester can't handle it, so manual harvesting is required.

They are all old farmers, even half-grown children can harvest crops, and harvesting rice is much better than harvesting wheat.

Wheat has wheat awns, which prick my arms and make them itchy. It was hot in the harvest season, unlike now, when the breeze was blowing, which was just right for work.

After the work was divided, the sickles began to fly, and with a swish, rows of rice were laid down, tied into bundles, and transported to the yard with four wheels and a horse-drawn carriage.

Then they had to be dried for a few days before they could be threshed.

On the land after the harvest, people of all ages began to pick up the rice ears that had fallen or fallen on the ground.

Such precious things should not be wasted.

"Haha, toad!"

"Wow, this one with pockmarks on its body is a toad!"

The kids were very surprised. At this time, frogs were ready to hibernate. They were all lazy and unwilling to jump around.

And most of them had already gone into the water.

Behind the team picking up rice ears, there was a strange team. They were some water birds with long beaks and long legs, happily pecking at toads and swallowing them into their stomachs.

They are also trying to accumulate a little more energy for the upcoming migration.

"These guys are good at picking up bargains." People laughed and scolded, and no one disturbed these water birds.

Birds are actually happy to get along with people, provided that you don't hurt them.

Just like when people turn the soil and plant crops in the spring, crows and magpies follow people, and the insects and pupae that are turned out from the ground are a delicious meal for them.

"I don't know how the wild geese in the forest guarding team are doing. I have to find time to take a look."

Liu Qingshan muttered.

Then he found that among the group of old people picking up rice ears, there was also a fat old man who was bending over with great effort to pick up the lost rice ears into the basket.

"Brother Yong, can your grandfather do it?" Liu Qingshan asked Tan Yong beside him.

Although Tan Yong's name has the word Yong, he looks fair and clean, and looks like a weak scholar.

He pushed the glasses on his nose with his hand: "The old man likes it very much, I can't stop him."

"It's good to exercise appropriately, just don't get tired." Liu Qingshan said, his hands were not idle, he used a fork to pick up bundles of rice and put them on the carriage.

The boss uncle on the carriage stacked the bundles of rice neatly.

Tan Yong also picked them twice just now, and his arms were sore, mainly because he didn't know how to use that strength.

Farm work actually requires skills, not just brute force.

So he could only do the same job as the kid, picking rice ears, while searching on the ground, he said to Liu Qingshan:

"Qingshan, the medicine prepared by your master is quite effective. I found that the old man's physical and mental state has improved a lot during this period."

"That's good, mainly because the water and soil here nourish people." Liu Qingshan chatted without delaying his work.

The fork in his hand flew up and down, not to mention the bundles of rice, even the little Japanese soldiers were picked up.

But he heard Tan Yong scream, and suddenly retracted his hand from the ground, and then said with an embarrassed look:

"It was a big loach, which scared me. I thought it was a snake."

"Brother Yong, don't pick up rice ears. Go to the canal over there to catch some loaches and stew them for the old man at noon." Liu Qingshan saw that Tan Yong was really not good at working.

Tan Yong pushed his glasses again: "Can loach be eaten? It looks a bit dirty."

Liu Qingshan chuckled: "Brother Yong, you are an outsider. Loach is called ginseng in water. It is the most nutritious and suitable for people like the old man. Just listen to me, it must be right."

"It is best to put it in clean water for a night after catching it, wait for the dirt in the stomach to be vomited out, and then eat it tomorrow."

Okay, Tan Yong still believes in Liu Qingshan: "But you can't catch it with your hands, do you have a fishing net or something?"

Liu Qingshan smiled and shook his head: "Catch some loach, what kind of fishing net do you use? You can find a big colander. I think I saw a kid holding a sieve just now. It will be faster to use a sieve."

With a shout, Gou Shengzi ran over. He brought the sieve. The adults at home told him to catch some small fish and make fish sauce.

"Goushengzi, take your brother Yong to fish for loaches." Liu Qingshan gave the order, and Goushengzi led Tan Yong to the ditch beside him happily.

When the sieve was lowered and lifted to the surface, there were more than a dozen large loaches in it, twisting and turning.

The largest one was as thick as a thumb and as long as a chopstick.

In addition to loaches, there were also some other small fish.

Tan Yong was a little dumbfounded: "There are so many!"

Goushengzi nodded: "We beat the roe deer with a stick and scooped the fish with a ladle, and now we have almost like this."

This is not an exaggeration. Tan Yong has been here for more than half a month and knows a lot about the situation.

In just over ten minutes, Tan Yong came back again, holding a bucket filled with half a loach, and said happily:

"Qingshan, there are too many loaches, I can't eat them all."

"It's okay, give me half when the time comes, and I'll stew them for my grandfather when I get home." Liu Qingshan was not polite.

"I also want a few small ones, and keep them in cans." The fourth child also ran over, and Shanxing handed her small kettle to Liu Qingshan.

Look at the rice fields, there are many people picking rice ears, and those who cut rice can't provide them, and the kids are idle at the moment.

Liu Qingshan also called Tan Yong to sit on the ridge to rest.

Tan Yong seemed to have something to say. After thinking for a while, he spoke:

"Qingshan, the original English version of Titanic that I saw at your house a few days ago was co-authored by you and others, right? I wonder if you can give it to our magazine for translation, publication and distribution?"

Liu Qingshan didn't really ask what Tan Yong did. After chatting for a while, he found out that he was the deputy editor-in-chief of a publishing house, and it was a well-known publishing house in China.

It seems that he has only graduated from college for a few years, and he has been promoted quite quickly.

Liu Qingshan waved his hand: "You are talking about that book, it's not interesting."

Tan Yong pushed his glasses: "I heard that it is very popular abroad, and the sales have exceeded three million copies."

He still admired the young man in front of him. In this day and age, he can publish books abroad and sell them so well. There are really few modern writers in China who can achieve this.

The works translated into foreign countries, except for the classics, are mostly from the old writers before the liberation, most of whom are now dead.

"In fact, it was because of the discovery of the wreckage of the Titanic that this book succeeded in riding on the popularity and led to a huge increase in sales." Liu Qingshan certainly knows the quality of this book, and can only say that it is just average.

Tan Yong thought Liu Qingshan was being modest: "Anyway, in recent years, your work is considered outstanding among those that have been accepted by foreign readers. With this publicity, the sales will definitely be good."

Liu Qingshan really didn't want to be in the spotlight, mainly because of the quality of the book, which was a bit embarrassing, so he quickly changed the subject:

"Brother Yong, you should find my brother-in-law. Have you read his book?"

Tan Yong nodded: "Yes, Comrade Gao Wenxue and I have already agreed on the publication. By the way, there is actually another publicity point. Writer Gao said that the pen name Gao Shan is shared by you and him. In this way, you have a certain degree of fame in China."

"My suggestion is just to help with blind advice, which doesn't count." Liu Qingshan really didn't want to get into the literary team, but he happened to meet Tan Yong, who was so stubborn that he wanted to translate and publish the book Titanic.

Other writers would probably be very happy if they encountered such a thing, but he kept hiding.

As a result, the two men started to argue, and neither could convince the other.

Just as the stalemate was going on, the old branch secretary and a few people came from the direction of the village.

Seeing Cui Minhao in the crowd, Liu Qingshan was finally able to get away, and hurriedly strode to greet him, smiling and saying:

"Old friend, you are too impatient. Our Songjiang green rice has just started to be harvested, and you are here!"

Cui Minhao also shook hands with Liu Qingshan very warmly, and then smiled and said:

"The quick hand gets the slow hand, this year's morel, we didn't grab any of the morels, my friend, your Songjiang green rice produced this year, our company has taken all!"

"Wait a minute."

Liu Qingshan raised his hand to stop Cui Minhao, "This year, the price of our country has risen, so the price of rice must also be raised, at least to 1.5 yuan, old friend, this is really not my intention to rip you off."

There is another important factor here, that is, the brand effect.

Songjiang green rice is now well-known. Even if it is not exported, it can still be sold at a high price in China.

"Okay, okay."

Cui Minhao was obviously prepared for it, so he agreed without hesitation.

Because he also heard another not-so-good news: someone was also preparing to acquire Songjiang green rice. Having competitors would naturally bring them pressure. Of course, the sooner the better, so as to avoid more trouble.

Tan Yong, who was standing next to him, was stunned. He certainly knew that the country now regarded foreign exchange as a treasure. In order to earn more foreign exchange, it tried every trick and didn't know how much effort it had taken.

But the scene just now made him a little bit unbelievable: people came from far away and sent foreign exchange.

That's not all. Even if the price increased, they were willing to accept it.

Tan Yong couldn't understand: they were both exported, why was the gap so big?

These days, he had eaten rice several times and it tasted really good.

Just now, when Liu Qingshan said the price of 1.5 yuan, he was shocked: So he was just eating money!

What shocked him even more was that the foreign businessman was willing to accept such a high price.

Tan Yong had only one word in his mind: Awesome!

Liu Qingshan and Cui Minhao were talking enthusiastically, and they saw another jeep coming from a distance, driving all the way to the edge of the rice field, and then saw Chen Dongfang getting out of the car.

At the same time, Liu Qingshan’s acquaintance Fujita Masakazu also came out.

Liu Qingshan blinked, wondering why they came.

Cui Minhao, on the other hand, seemed a little nervous.

Although Liu Qingshan looked down on Fujita, he still greeted him cheerfully:

"Mr. Fujita, what kind of wind has brought you here? I heard that you have been very busy in the factory recently."

After speaking, he nodded to Chen Dongfang: "Manager Chen is here too."

Fujita Shoichi thought at first glance: If you hadn't tinkered with that braised beef noodle, our chicken soup noodle would have been on sale long ago, why would we have the current situation of being neither good nor bad?

However, he was angry in his heart, and he still smiled on the surface and bowed in a standard Japanese style: "Liu Sang, please forgive me for disturbing you."

"Liu Sang, our cooperation in wild vegetables is very pleasant, so we are good friends." Fujita was getting close at first.

Liu Qingshan waved his hand: "You can speak if you have any questions. The cooperation on wild vegetables is a cooperation between your company and the county and has nothing to do with me."

He didn't have time to chat with the other party. Fujita was too timid to even bet, it was boring.

Fujita Shoichi bowed again: "Then please leave it to Liu Sang. Our company wants to purchase a batch of Songjiang green rice produced in your village. Please help me."

So, Liu Qingshan understood. No wonder this guy became so polite. It turned out that he was also here for our rice.

Speaking of which, the staple food in the island country is rice and flour, of which rice accounts for more than two-thirds.

Because the sushi they like to eat most uses rice as the main ingredient.

And Songjiang Qingdao has now made its name in South Korea, attracting people from the island country to covet it, so they also came to join in.

After thinking about this, Liu Qingshan smiled and shook his head: "Mr. Fujita came a little late, and all our rice has been sold to Mr. Cui."

Cui Minhao next to him secretly breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, Mr. Liu kept his promise.

"Mr. Cui has just arrived. You two must not have signed a formal agreement yet. Liu Sang, our price will definitely be higher than the other's!"

Fujita Shoichi is very careless and starts grabbing business in person.

His character was so inferior that Liu Qingshan shook his head slightly: "Mr. Fujita, there is an old saying in China that a promise is worth a thousand gold. I hope you can understand."

Cui Minhao finally couldn't help it and began to sarcastically say: "Fujita-kun, don't you even understand the rules of doing business?"

"I understand a truth, the one with the highest price gets it."

Fujita Shoichi met him and immediately looked arrogant. His face changed really quickly.

At that time, the island country's economy far surpassed that of South Korea, so he had the capital to despise the other party.

Cui Minhao was not someone to be trifled with. He chuckled a few times: "But your trick won't work here. Mr. Liu is not the kind of person who only recognizes people who are close to him."

"Whatever price you offer, I'll pay twice as much as you."

Fujita Shoichi said proudly, he was ready to spend money again.

This was also the style of the islanders at that time, waving banknotes in their hands and buying them all over the world.

Hearing what he said, the people around him were stunned: rice that originally cost 1.5 yuan has become 3 yuan per catty in the blink of an eye. This is not rice, this is silver rice!

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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