Hello, 1983

In the Xinhua Bookstore in Bishui County, Liu Qingshan accompanied Zheng Xiaoxiao, roaming in the sea of ​​books.

Originally, he wanted to pay back the money, but Zheng Xiaoxiao, a little girl, was a creditor, so she didn't want his money.

On the contrary, he knocked on Liu Qingshan's stick, saying that she was both a referee and a commentator, which was very hard and had to be expressed.

Liu Qingshan had no choice but to nod and agree: "Then treat you to a popsicle, creamy."

"A popsicle!"

Zheng Xiaoxiao's eyes widened, he had never seen such a stingy person before.

"Then two, no more, because eating too much will cause stomach pain."

Liu Qingshan was still teasing this little girl seriously.

As a result, Zheng Xiaoxiao's small fist knocked on his chest several times. After the knock, the girl's face also turned red. I don't know if it was because of the action just now or because of shyness.

After playing around for a while, Zheng Xiaoxiao made a request: go to Xinhua Bookstore to buy her a book as a thank you gift.

So all afternoon, Liu Qingshan could only visit the bookstore.

Zheng Xiaoxiao was choosing his favorite books, but Liu Qingshan was not idle. He bought a few villain books for the fourth and fifth, a few famous books at home and abroad for the eldest brother-in-law, and two review materials for the second sister. ...

"Sanfeng, pay."

Zheng Xiaoxiao finally overcame her addiction to visiting the bookstore, holding two books and cheerfully asking Liu Qingshan to pay.

Liu Qingshan glanced at the cover and realized how many flowers fell in his dreams. It seems that this girl still prefers Sanmao.

It's just the content of this book, it's a little sad, I wonder if this girl will hide in the quilt and wipe her tears?

It was not until three days later, after the contract was officially signed, that everything was settled and Liu Qingshan was released.

He hasn't been idle these past few days. First, he made a phone call to Spring City, told Zhang Long and Li Tie to come back, and brought them 20,000 yuan of funds to run the Clivia business.

Presumably that guy Hou San,

Should be too excited to fall asleep again.

As for the remaining 10,000 yuan, Liu Qingshan is prepared to keep it in his hand for emergencies.

In addition, in the guest house, a "Sustainable Development Plan for Wild Vegetables" was produced and handed to Zheng Hongqi.

The plan was written with tens of thousands of words. After reading it, Zheng Hongqi couldn't put it down, and he was even more impressed: plan ahead, this little brother, than us officials, think more long-term.

It is conceivable that once the wild vegetables are harvested in the peak season, driven by such huge interests, there will be a frenzy of picking wild vegetables.

Take salted bracken as an example, it can be sold for more than one yuan per pound, so why are people not crazy?

The county has basically decided that the price of buying wild vegetables from the pickers is basically about half of the export price. After all, the county also has a part of the interests.

Otherwise, a pound of salted bracken costs nearly two yuan.

In addition to bracken, the wild vegetables on the acquisition list also include: dried scallops, cat's claw, monkey legs, cucumber fragrant, thorn sprouts, day lily, black fungus, ericine mushroom, pine mushroom, red pine umbrella , Yu Huang mushroom, frozen mushroom and so on.

There are dozens of wild vegetables and fungi in total.

As long as the corresponding harvest season comes, the poor and frightened people will surely rush into the mountains and forests frantically.

In this case, destructive collection is definitely inevitable.

Once this vicious circle is formed, the output of wild vegetables and fungi will definitely decrease year by year, and the final situation will be resource depletion.

As a person from the past, Liu Qingshan has seen too much, and the first thing that comes to mind is to take precautions before it happens.

This is why Zheng Hongqi was so excited after seeing the plan.

He felt that not only Bishui County, but also the surrounding counties should implement this plan, which has general guiding significance.

Of course Liu Qingshan also saw it: "Brother Zheng, do you see the signature on it?"

Zheng Hongqi really didn't pay attention to this. Instead, he looked at the front and saw the three characters "Zheng Hongqi" written on the signature.

"Brother Zheng, this is a gift I gave you, please accept it with a smile."

Liu Qingshan said with a smile, whether it is to be published and distributed, or sent to a higher-level department to strive for publication, it is a heavy political achievement.

Of course, Zheng Hongqi also knew this. He didn't refuse. He just took out a pen, added the words "Liu Qingshan" before his name, and smiled:

"Even if I'm the big brother this time, I'll follow you."

Haha, they both smiled at each other.

Knowing that this plan would definitely play a huge role in Zheng Hongqi's hands, Liu Qingshan packed up his things, went home with peace of mind, and continued his career in farming and study.

Before and after, after five days, Jiapigou, of course, did not change much, but as the grass on the meadow gradually flourished, the milk production of the cows increased.

There were more than a dozen more pieces of wood felled in the yard. Of course, there were also many small trees planted in the mountains.

There are also Professor Wang and students, who have completed the establishment of the laboratory and began to cultivate bacteria.

Everything is progressing steadily and step by step.

Back at home, the family had already eaten dinner, and sent the villain book to the fourth and fifth, and the two villains immediately beamed with joy.

He didn't even care about the toffee that his brother brought back, he took a stack of small books and ran to read with his friends.

Liu Jinfeng warmed up the rest of the meal, and fry a plate of eggs for his brother, watching Liu Qingshan eating fragrantly, and talking to him with a smile:

"Those pheasants are also starting to hatch their eggs. It turns out that the wild eggs are light green and the size of a ping-pong ball."

"Half a catty of sand is also laying eggs, and the color is actually gray, haha."

Seeing the eldest sister's brows and eyes, and her smiling face, Liu Qingshan was also in a good mood, so he said, "Eldest sister, then confiscate the first nest of eggs laid and incubate them artificially."

Liu Jinfeng blinked her beautiful Danfeng eyes, a little confused: Isn't it better to hatch from a parent bird?

After a small fire, the maternal brilliance of her body was completely awakened, but she was more feminine.

Liu Qingshan explained to the eldest sister: "In the breeding season, the first mission of birds is to breed offspring. If the eggs they lay are confiscated, they can have another nest, which will speed up their reproduction."

Liu Qingshan has experience in this regard. When he was in junior high school, he used to go to the reed pond to pick up wild duck eggs with Datou Erbiaozi.

The eggs were stolen, and the wild duck had to lay another nest. As a result, the chicks hatched almost a month later than normal.

In late autumn, when other young birds are already full of feathers and can migrate with them, they will be miserable, and the young birds have not grown up completely.

The big wild ducks were so anxious that they quacked all day long. Later, the ponds were about to freeze, and these big and small wild ducks flew away. I don't know if they could fly to the wintering ground.

Since then, Liu Qingshan has never touched a bird's egg again.

However, this problem does not exist for a family member, so Liu Qingshan made a move for the eldest sister.

Only then did Liu Jinfeng understand, and immediately went to work happily.

Gao Wenxue came up again and handed over a stack of manuscript papers: "Qingshan, after dinner, help brother-in-law to take a look. I recently wrote a few short stories."

Liu Qingshan knows that the eldest brother-in-law has been thinking of a long novel, but this is not overnight, so in his spare time, he will still write some short stories or prose.

It happened that he was also full, so he pushed his job and started to read the article by his eldest brother-in-law.

They are all prose, describing the style of mountains and fields, with a strong local flavor, and are very readable.

The most important thing is that between the lines, there is a sincere love for this land.

In Liu Qingshan's understanding, the words written by the eldest brother-in-law have feelings and souls.

The last of them, entitled "Wild Fire", tells the story of the mountain fire that happened a few days ago, and the villagers worked together to fight the fire.

"Brother-in-law, if you have nothing to do, practice your writing diligently, accumulate more, and you will be able to publish a collection of essays in the future."

Liu Qingshan said with a smile, he felt that if the eldest brother-in-law persisted like this, he might be able to reach the heights of Lu Yao or Mo Yan.

The next morning, Liu Qingshan returned from martial arts training in the mountains. Before he could finish his breakfast, he heard a bang on the road outside.

Listening to this movement, someone should be knocking on the broken pot.

Liu Qingshan was shocked: is it on fire again?

Then I heard Da Zhangluo's voice coming in: "Every family pay attention, the paddy fields are pumped to clear the ponds, and people will be sent to pick up fish!"

It turned out to be this, a false alarm. Liu Qingshan felt that it would be better to install loudspeakers in the village, and it would be convenient to broadcast anything.

Clearing ponds is not something that happens every year. Some of those ponds have never been cleaned, and there must be a lot of wild fish and shrimp in them.

So he hurriedly grabbed a few mouthfuls of rice, put on his big boots, and greeted his eldest brother-in-law, carrying a big copy, a large wooden basin, and rushed over to the rice field.

The people on the road in twos and threes were all villagers with similar equipment, and Liu Qingshan was happily mixed in the crowd when he saw Zhang Ganzi.

With a large laundry tub on his head, he ran happily, probably because he didn't have a copy at home, so he was carrying a large spoon with a long handle, which looked familiar.

"Uncle Pole, are you alright?"

Liu Qingshan said hello and patted his chest with a stick:

"I've been fine for a long time, and I've been working on the pig farm for several days. Your master's medicine really works, but it smells bad. Your aunt Cuihua, you haven't slept on the same kang with me for several days."

After he finished speaking, he giggled again: "You little raw egg, what am I telling you about this, hurry up, pick up more small fish, and dry some dried salted fish."

The villagers chatted and laughed. When they came to the westernmost part of the rice field, several water pumps were roaring, and the reclaimed rice field had begun to store water.

Several waterbirds forage in the paddy fields, with long slender long legs and long pointed beaks, poking in the water from time to time to peck at the aquatic animals inside.

Adjacent to the paddy field is Meadow, with two or three large ponds, with an area of ​​two or three mu.

At this moment, almost all of the water in the pond has been drained, and there are only shallow stagnant water in the relatively low-lying places in the middle.

You can even see the blue and black fish ridges on the water surface, swimming slowly, stirring up the muddy water, and there are still big fish in it.

There are already villagers wearing boots, wading in the mud, picking up a bright white crucian carp shell into a bucket.

This pure wild crucian carp is silvery white, and some have grown to the size of a palm, which is really gratifying.

Liu Qingshan also put on big boots and stepped into the mud pond. My dear, the mud below is more than a foot deep. It is easy to step in, but it is a bit difficult to pull out your feet.

Gumbling, Liu Qingshan trudged through the mud pond with difficulty. The copy in his hand, copy here, fish there, and put the fish and shrimp hidden in the small puddle into the bucket.

They are all pure wild small fish and small shrimps. I haven't found anything like Sanhuawuluo for the time being. After all, the pond is still too small, but there are really a lot of all kinds of small miscellaneous fish.

What kind of boat nails, willow roots, white bleach, squash, gourd seeds, catfish beards, big loach, etc., are dazzling.

Liu Qingshan was working hard when he heard Zhang Ganzi, who was not far away, suddenly screamed.

Looking around quickly, I saw that the big spoon in Zhang Ganzi's hand was also thrown away, and one arm was swinging hard.

In front of his fingers, there was something else that swayed around in the air along with his arm.

"Pole, what are you yelling at? You're going to be muddy wherever you throw it!"

The old party secretary on the shore was happily smoking a small cigarette pouch, but all the mud dots that flew over collapsed on his face, and he immediately shouted in dissatisfaction.

Zhang Ganzi screamed again and again: "Wang Ba, Lao Wang Ba..."

The old party secretary was furious when he heard it: "Good boy, he actually called your second uncle a big guy, what are you? Look, I won't cut you to death today!"

The people around couldn't help but laugh, and Liu Qingshan also held back his laughter: "Grandpa Zhi, don't be annoyed, it was Uncle Pont who caught a turtle!"

Zhang Ganzi almost cried: "I didn't grab it, it bit my finger."